My Mafia Madness 2

Chapter 6 - Shopping!

As soon as the two girls had met up with Nicola and the others who were waiting by the entrance to Castello Romano, the group proceeded to head towards the waiting white stretch limousine parked just outside.

“Ok, I could definitely get used to this!” Willow remarked as she stared at the limo with a wide grin spread across her face.

“The boss wanted to make sure the two of you enjoyed yourselves today.” Nicola announced as he too walked alongside them.

“That’s nice of him.” Willow mused.

Alexa at that moment was instead focusing on the gun she could see holstered to Nicola’s side as his jacket moved with each of his steps and she tried to push the thought aside.

She hated the thought of a gun having to be used for some reason. Honestly, she hoped it wouldn’t come to anything like that.

It would be nice to just have a day out doing things like she used to, before all this Mafia madness came into her life.

Helping the two women get into the limo, all four of the men escorting the two women today got in afterwards, right before the driver closed the door and they headed off down the long and winding driveway.

They were headed to a local Mall where Alexa had been tasked with buying herself some new clothes for the duration of their stay in Italy.

And of course, Dante had given her a list of suggestions for what she should buy before he departed that morning.

The list primarily included various dresses, short skirts and the most important items of all, sexy lingerie.

She already knew that red was his favourite colour and planned to find something nice in that colour if she could, just for him.

The entire drive there, Alexa’s mind was on nothing but Dante and his current whereabouts.

-

Twenty minutes later the limousine pulled up right outside of the Shopping Mall, immediately catching the attention of the various shoppers around them.

Inside the limo, Nicola sat forwards and held out two small black box remotes.

They were small enough to fit into the palm of Alexa’s hand and as both she and Willow took one each, they carefully examined them.

“What’s this?” Willow asked.

“Keep them on you at all times. Now, this is important, so I need you to listen. If at anytime you feel that you may be in danger or require our help, you press this button…”

Nicola pointed to the larger button on the tiny remote.

“This will alert us within a matter of seconds so that we can intercept. The remote also has a built-in tracker, so we can find you in no time at all.” he continued to explain.

“We won’t need this though, right?” Alexa asked with a frown, holding the remote up as she did so.

“It’s just a precaution, Alexa. Each of you will always have two men shadowing you, at all times. You may not always see us, but we’ll be there…” Nicola assured her with a convincing smile.

“So, are the two of you ready?”

“Hell yeah we are!” Willow cut in, grabbing Alexa’s hand and pulling her out through the now open door to the limo.

Nicola and the others chuckled before they too climbed out of the limo and onto the sidewalk after Alexa and Willow.

The Mall looked absolutely stunning and was packed with shoppers busily searching for a bargain amongst the chaos surrounding them.

Willow had already gone into her automatic shopper mode and was quickly pulling her bestie along after her, from one shop to the next as they searched for clothing and accessories to buy.

Alexa found several beautiful cocktail dresses which she purchased, along with some longer evening gowns, day dresses and some more casual clothing.

She also made sure to find suitable clothing for when it got cooler, as well as some swimming attire.

Willow decided on a blue bikini, while Alexa had found herself a cute little black bikini and a stunning red one in a different design.

The pair found some beautiful and stylish heels, flats and even a pair of runners for their scheduled morning runs they used to do back in New York together.

Alexa liked the idea of getting out into the fresh morning air and having a quick run.

Finally, they came to the lingerie store and searched through the endless options displayed before them.

Alexa was finding it difficult deciding when she suddenly came across a set that instantly caused her to smile.

It was perfect.

More importantly, Dante would love it.

Red, lacey and it showed just enough of her skin off, without making her feel uncomfortable.

Finding it in her size, Alexa took the red set as well as some others she had been handed by Willow to try on and headed for the changeroom at the back of the store.

Hanging the options up on the rack, Alexa then proceeded to undress herself, sliding her dress down over her legs and allowing it to pool at the floor below.

Stepping out of it, she tried on the lingerie set before standing in the mirror and admiring how it fit her body perfectly, as she had assumed it would.

A sense of pride swept over her as she glanced at herself in different angles.

Finally, pleased with her choice, she smiled and spoke to herself.

“Yep, this is definitely the one… this will have him drooling.”

“You’re right about that.” came an oddly familiar male voice from behind her.

The sudden shock of realising she wasn’t alone in the stall caused her to freeze up, her eyes to widen and her lips to part.

She could feel her heart thudding loudly over and over within her chest as she stood in the lingerie set with her back towards someone in the changing room with her.

Swallowing away her nerves, Alexa slowly turned around and gasped in horror when her eyes met his.

“You?”

Those same, dark, cold eyes she remembered were now staring back at her and that same sadistic grin was spread wide across his face.

It was Alonzo Greco who was standing in the changing stall with her!

Before she had the chance to scream, he lunged forwards, pressing his large hand over her mouth and violently pressing her up against the mirrored wall.

The cold glass caused her to shriek, but her voice was muffled by his hand as he slowly lifted the nozzle of his black silencer glock up so that she could see it.

He was giving her a warning not to make a sound.

Leaning his face right in front of hers now, so that their noses were practically touching, Alonzo spoke to her in a soft whisper.

“Hello again, gattina.” (gorgeous) he mused proudly.

Her brows furrowed in fear as she was forced to stand there in front of him, wearing nothing but the revealing red set of lingerie.

“It’s good to see you again…”

His eyes roamed down the length of her body before returning to meet hers as he spoke once more.

“...make that, very good.”

-

By the time Dante and Luca had both arrived at the agreed upon location they had been given, the two made their way cautiously into what appeared to be a run-down bar.

There were only a handful of patrons drinking off in the darkened corners of the place and the entire place wreaked of strong alcohol, smoke and urine.

“Isn’t this place… charming….” Luca announced sarcastically as the two of them scanned the room, searching for Dante’s father, Diego.

Unfortunately, there appeared to be no sign of him and this caused the Mafia Don to frown.

“This is the place, right?” Luca asked his boss.

Dante lifted his phone and stared at the screen for a moment, double checking the address he had been given by his father.

“Yes… unfortunately.” Dante replied.

“Maybe he’s running late?” Luca suggested, shrugging his shoulders.

“Come on, let’s go get a drink while we wait.”

Dante, who was now highly on edge at the absence of his father, followed along after Luca towards the bar as he continued to glance around at the people sitting and drinking in the darkened shadows.

They stopped at the bar and Luca spoke to the bartender in Italian, ordering them a drink.

“Prenderò un Campari e uno Scotch on the rocks per il mio amico.” (I’ll get a Campari and a Scotch on the rocks for my friend.) Luca ordered with a smile, flashing a 100 Euro before sliding it across the bar.

“Tieni il resto, amico.” (Keep the change, man.)

The bartender’s eyes widened at the sight of the crisp bill lying on the counter and he immediately got to work, nodding his head.

“Sì, naturalmente.” (Yes, of course.)

Once they both had their drinks, Luca sat beside Dante on one of the barstools as they continued scanning the room.

While Luca practically sculled his drink, Dante was more focused on the task at hand and hadn’t yet taken a sip from his chilled scotch.

With each second that passed them by, and still with no sign of Dante’s father, the Reaper was becoming more and more heightened.

No shows like this usually meant only one of two things…

Either something bad had happened to his father and he therefore hadn't shown…

Or… this was a trap.

“Hey, boss?” Luca’s voice sounded strange now as Dante turned his head to face his loyal friend and was startled by what he saw.

Luca could barely keep his eyes open as his head began to sway from side to side and his shoulders slumped over.

“Luca? What is it, are you alright?”

“I don’t feel so…”

Unable to finish his sentence, Luca’s eyes closed and he suddenly slumped forwards, his head hitting the bar with a loud ‘thud’ before Dante could reach out and support him.

“Luca! Luca, wake up!” Dante demanded, shaking the clearly unconscious man now being held within his arms.

“s**t!”

Making sure to carefully place Luca down onto the ground, Dante stood back up and grabbed Luca’s glass, carefully examining it.

And just as he had expected, the scent of remanent sedatives lingered upon his now empty glass as Dante sniffed it.

The bartender had intentionally drugged Luca!

And most likely, Dante’s drink too had been spiked. But luckily, he hadn’t yet taken a sip from it and was glad about that right now.

But his burning rage for what the bartender had done had Dante all fired up as he turned to face the man, to make him regret such a poor choice.

However, just as he did turn and face the bartender over the bar, Dante’s eyes went wide as he felt something sharp stinging at the side of his neck and a hand holding onto his left shoulder from behind.

The assault on him only took the fraction of a second and in that short amount of time, Dante had apparently been injected with something directly into his neck.

The entire room immediately began to spin in circles and fog as his vision began to fail him.

Dante felt unable to hold himself up on his own two feet anymore as he fell forwards and grabbed at a barstool before collapsing to the floor beneath him.

His last three blinks showed the blurry image of a darkened shadow moving in over him before his eyes closed and he fell into a state of unconsciousness…