Chapter 2

Nathalia's POV

I was shocked at what he said. Would he really do that?

We were never close, he always acts cold if he talks to me.

"Come on go sleep!" he said.

"B-but y-your father w-would be m-mad." I said.

"It's okay I promise." he said.

I just nodded and headed off to my corner at the basement, there were sacks and some boxes and an old foam, that's where I sleep.

My tears fell as I layed down. I always think of how my life would be if my parents were still alive. I bet it would be better than this.

I wipedy tears and decided to go to sleep. I need to wake up early tomorrow. I drifted off to sleep.

*Morning*

I woke up a little late...I hope Bruno's not awake yet.

I walk through the doorway. I heard someone talking so I stopped and listened. It was Bruno and Greg talking.

"Yeah I know..." Bruno said.

"Then why didn't you?!?" Greg said.

"I didn't have money to give." Bruno said.

What are they talking about?

"Then you should've asked me for it!" Greg yelled.

"Hey! I'm still your father! don't you raise your voice on me!" Bruno snapped.

"Sorry." Greg mumbled.

"Since when did the notice was sent?" Greg asked.

Are they talking about the bills?

"Last Month." Bruno said.

"And you haven't told me?!?" Greg asked.

"It's too late to do something, they're gonna come later." Bruno said.

I heard footsteps going closer to the door so I quickly tip toed quietly by the sofa and grabbed the feather duster. And then faked a sneeze.

Greg came out and found me dusting a vase.

"Oh you're awake, goodmorning." Greg said.

"M-morning." I replied.

Then Bruno came out quietly and went out the house.

"Uhmm...is there a p-problem?" I asked.

"No....actually yes." He said.

"C-can I k-know what is it?" I asked.

"Sure, let's go to my room." Greg said.

I went in his room. He was following me behind.

When he entered the room he closed the door. He started to walk towards me.

"You know, I had this liking towards you since you first got here." Greg said.

Huh? Is he serious?

"But I didn't know how to show it to you so I decided just to act cold towards you...but now since you'll be going...might as well have some fun." he said smirking.

What does he mean?

He slowly unbuttons his shirt then he slowly walks toward me making me walk backwards.

"Don't be scared, we're just gonna have some fun, I promise you would enjoy this as much as I would." he said.

I walked backwards again but I hit the wall, there was no more room for me to move back into.

"N-no p-please stay a-away from me!" I begged crying.

"Don't worry, I'll try to be gentle....I try..."

He started kissing me on my neck. He was tugging on my shirt trying to remove it. He lowers down his hand and unbuttoned my pants.

"N-noooo!!"I screamed as I tried to push him away.

"You can't get away from me darling." Greg said looking at me in a sinister way.

He pinned me against the wall and started kissing me on my neck. He started lowering down his kisses to my collar bone.

Tears were continuously falling. For I know that this was to be my fate. No one would come and help to get away with this.

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Alex's POV

I'm Alex Jackson Crusoe, leader of the elite mafia which is the largest mafia.

Cold.

Stone-Hearted.

Deadly.

Unforgiving.

Hot-tempered.

That's me.

I was trained at a young age to fight karate, kung fu, jujitsu, wrestling, archery, guns, swords, knives you name it.

At the age of 14, I was already knowned in the mafia industry.

We are not that illegal. We have legal stuffs like our bar branches. I personally manage some of the branches, I also manage my own restaurants and hotels.

I'm now 20 years old and I'm already the mafia boss, I was the youngest in our family to be entitled mafia boss.

I take it as a serious business and I take things well if I have a problem it's simply obey or be eliminated for the people who challenge me.

I hate people who borrows money from the mafia and doesn't pay needs to give us something they own that is valuable or something that we can useor else be killed.

Simple Rules.

And it's the time of the month when we collect their payments and I'd say finished some people.

1.Mr.Lao

2.Mr.Shen

3.Mr.Oaks

4.Mr.Scott

5.Mr.Curtis

Mmm....last one. I hope this one would pay up, I don't want to get my hands all dirty again, the first one got all messy.

"People let's move." I said.

My men stood up and waited for me.

"Nice doing business with you Mr.Scott." I said.

"Y-yes t-thank you." he said stuttering from so much fear.

He knows I can kill him in a split second. And I'd be more than willing to do that if he break against my rules.

I went inside my car. I rolled up my sleeves and checked my phone for any updates.

"Where to Boss?" Jay asked.

"Mr.Curtis' house." I said.

"Okay." he replied.

We drove off to Mr.Curtis' house.

After a few minutes we arrived.

"Go check if there's someone in the house." I commanded my second in command, Harry Smith.

He went out the car and tried to knock on the door but no one answered. He pulled out his gun and knocked again.

My patience is running out. So I also went out the car and went by Harry's side.

"I think no one's home." Harry said.

"N-no p-please stay a-away from me!" someone yelled.

"Who was that?" Harry asked.

"I think it came from inside." I said.

I turned the door knob. It opened.

I gave a deadly glare to Harry. He just smiled and shrugged.

Sometimes I wonder why he's so close to me even though he can get extremely stupid at times.

But still his loyalty to me is undeniably worth praising and worth valuing. That's why we lasted.

We went in the house and tried to search where the sudden scream came from.

"N-noooo!!" someone screamed again.

"It came from this room." Harry said.

I kicked the door open. The door fell down.

I saw a girl that was trying to push the guy away from her.

The girl looked undernourished as if she was dead and just came back to life. Her eyes were enticing though it was lifeless. It was hollow.

They looked at us, the guy looked shocked when he saw us.

"Get away from her." I said.

He let the girl go and the girl ran to the corner.

"I need the payment now." I said.

"I don't have the money." He said.

"I don't care, you need to pay what you owe me." I said.

Then suddenly someone came. It's Mr.Curtis.

When he saw us he turned white. Fear can be seen in his eyes.