Chapter 4 An order
Alessandro’s POV
“She has to go.”
“If you don’t have the balls to kill her, I will.”
“Alessandro…”
“Stefan” I growled, cutting him off. “I think that’s enough talking for you. Besides, her fate is mine to decide”
Stefan sighed heavily, taking a seat. He was my right hand man in the Mafia Organization.
He wasn’t quite a talker but somehow the issue - Madison, had him talking so much. It was beginning to get on my nerves.
“Have I ever done anything without a reason?” I picked a stick of cigarette from the pack, stretching my hands at him. He placed the lighter on my hand, watching me as i burned the tip.
“You were supposed to get the money only” Stefan said calmly.
“I did.”
“That blind girl isn’t worth any damn money. She’s not even going to flourish in the prostitution business!” Stefan threw his hands up in annoyance.
“It’ll be a faceless fuck.” I joked, taking a drag. Stefan gave me a look that said ‘really’
“This is serious, man.” He snapped
I frowned, eyeing him. “Is that tone for me?”
“Sorry, Don.” Stefan said grudgingly, pouring himself a glass of whiskey.
I dipped the burning tip of my cigarette into his drink, challenging him with my gaze. His jaw ticked, his hand gripping the glass hard.
Placing my hand on his shoulder, i chuckled darkly. “Easy there”
On cue, breeze blew its way into the office from the opened window, sweeping our hair backwards. Stefan sighed softly, the cold demeanor tuned down.
“So?”
“I was about to pull the trigger when she yelled at me to wait. It turned out she just wanted to delay me as she had nothing to say. Then something big happened.” I turned the laptop to face Stefan, smirking wickedly.
He moved to the edge of his seat, his eyes going wild. “No way!”
I nodded. “Yeah”
“That's a massive payout. A heart transplant deal is worth ten times what Draco owed us.”
“I told you I brought the money back. Now, I just need her to rest and eat good food for meanwhile so there wouldn’t be any complications on the way” I grinned evilly, popping a sweet in my mouth.
“Smart” Stefan praised, patting my back lightly. When he got to the door, he halted, looking at me. “The gang is counting on you.”
After he had left, I rubbed my face harshly. My thoughts drifted to Madison. I found her mysterious and suspicious. It was hard to believe her story of being blind.
Not when she looked so calculated and annoyingly calm. Who knew if she was a spy, trying to fetch information using this blindness as a tactic.
Or maybe she just couldn’t see at all?
I had an idea. I was going to set her up and then if I was correct, I’d have a good reason for proceeding with what I was about to do to her.
Not like I needed a good reason to proceed as I was going to do whatever I pleased at the end of the day.
“Ales! Ales!” Dina called, snapping me out of my thoughts. I placed my hand on my gun, alert.
“What’s the matter?” I jumped up, looking towards the door cautiously.
She raised her eyebrow in confusion and then burst into weak laughters. “Pardon me, Don Alessandro. It’s no danger, it’s just the new girl.”
“Maddie?” I asked, too lazy to call her full name.
Dina nodded, taking a seat. She was one of the few women in my life that enjoyed few privileges. She had been our chief maid since I was a kid.
“Have you seen her?” She trailed off, complaining about her body size.
Of course I had paid attention to how pale her skin was; the dark circles that surrounded her eyes; her unkempt look; how weak she was too.
Exactly why I wanted nothing to do with her. I wasn’t ready to accommodate such liability to myself.
Not now, not ever.
When I was done making money off her, she’d be ruled out.
“If she’s being stubborn then allow her be just that.” This was the only time she had to feel however she wanted because when I set my eyes on her -
Pew!
All those opportunities will be gone.
“Ales…”
“No more arguments, Dina” I frowned, telling her I was serious. My alarm beeped, a smile cracking out of my lips. “Dina?” I called out to the elderly lady, standing up.
She raised her eyebrow at me, inquisitively.
“Take me to Madison.”
It was time anyway.
When I got to where I left her the previous day, in a small room I barely used, I raised my hand to stop Dina from following me. As I took each step, I made sure they were quiet.
"Who's there?" Madison questioned immediately I stopped in front of her. She stretched her ears, her eyes looking towards an opposite direction.
I didn't utter any word, eyeing her suspiciously. Upon how I made no sound with my steps and opening of door, she still heard?
To me, that wasn't ordinary.
"I can feel your presence. From the fragrance in the air, I can tell..." She paused, sniffing softly. "Don Alessandro."
The way my name rolled off her tongue smoothly, made shivers run down my spine.
Sighing, I walked further into the room, each step heavy. "Good one..." I took her hair in my hand, smearing it between my fingers. "Raven."
Her body tensed.
"I heard you rejected my food, calling it poison." I asked, letting her hair slip out through my fingers.
"W..was I wrong? You may be trying to finish what you started yesterday." She spoke fluently, though a hint of fear was evident beneath her voice.
"Cautious." I was amused. "But now, you'd sleep." I found my pocket, taking the handkerchief soaked with chloroform chemicals. She struggled, pushing my hand away from but she was no match for me.
When she had fallen down in defeat, her eyes closed, I picked her up bridal style.
"To the Bianchi Clinic."
Bianchi Clinic was a secret clinic underground, in a hidden location, where some certain illegal operations took place.
And right then, I was about indulging Madison in one.
•_•
"She's coming back." Doctor Alfred, one of the best doctors in Russia, said. He was family to the Mafia Organization.
"Handcuffs checked." My guards reported to me.
I walked up to her, placing my hand on her heart. I could feel the pulse coming in stronger.
"No mistakes! This deal will bring us huge money." I instructed, clapping my hand to put them on their toes.
The male nurses had this look of pity and lustful admiration as they stared at her half lifeless body.
"I'd let you fuck her before the day of the operation but I don't want y'all transmitting your gutter infection into my property. That's bad market." I frowned at the nurses, telling them that I could read their expressions.
"Sorry, Don" They apologized, resuming their work.
"Where am I? Why are my hands tied?" Madison moved her hand, the cuffs rattling. Her chest heaved up and down. The heart monitor reflected how panicked she was.
"Easy, Raven." I spoke, hoping she'd know my voice by now. "Just a little heart check up and we can talk about why you're here."
"Heart check up?" Her voice broke.
"Get to work everyone!" I ordered, stepping out of the room.
She screamed for me to not take her heart. They all fell on dead ears.
I scrolled through my phone, checking for new deals, old deals and debts that were due to be collected, while I waited for the check up.
When the door clicked open, I brought my phone down.
"She's all clear. The heart is good, Don."
A bright smile broke out of my lips. I nodded curtly, stretching my hand to my guard. He placed the document on my hand.
"I'll go get what you need from her and then we can schedule a date." I told Alfred, storming into the room, humming in joy.
"How heartless and desperate can you be, Alessandro!"
I paused, staring at her blankly as the tears cascaded down her cheeks. Her honey eyes were dull and broken.
"I never said I was a good person, Raven." My legs hesitated for a split second to move but I pushed it hard.
I had heart worst thing about myself.
"You have a choice to be good or bad." She advised.
I gripped her chin, straightening her face. I rolled my eyes when she couldn't look into my eyes
Useless.
"Too bad, I love being like this." Leaning down to her neck, I whispered, "Heartless, Cruel, Cold, Feared. It makes me powerful."
She swallowed hard, adjusting in her seat.
I threw the document on her thigh, turning away from her swiftly.
"By next week, your heart should fetch me my money. But I'd like for you to do something for me, will you?" I turned my face to the side, looking at her with my side eyes.
She scoffed lightly, not giving me a reply.
"You will sign the consent form, Madison Turner." I beckoned on my guards to come in and assist her.
"And that's not a question but an order"