Alex's POV
The glass cup in my hand was empty..again and I groaned, walking closer to the bar where I kept my drinks.
It's ten in the morning and I'm drinking. It's strange, I know but I need the drink so I'll be able to think straight.
Two f*****g days!!! Two! Since Niccolo made that call, I haven't been able to think straight, s**t! It feels like I have to watch my back every single moment and be careful of what I take in, heck! I feel like I can't even trust my own people anymore.
It's a weird feeling, honestly, I, Alessandro De Luca, the most feared person among all my father's people, heck, among the entire mafia world, being paranoid!
If Marcel gets hold of this information, it'll be over for me and Alita, he'll do every single thing in his power to make sure that I get killed a
