Chapter 6 pirozhki
Knowledge will give power, but character will give you respect.
Roman's point of view:
"We need more flour for the preparation of griddle cakes and some desserts. We are out of flour, you know how your family members like griddle cake. I have to make dozens of them." My mom, Anya Atono said.
This woman always treats me like I am a child or a messenger.
"Mom, do you realise you are ordering a whole Don to buy you flour" I let out my inner thoughts.
"No matter your position, you are still my son. So, I can send you on errands as I like" she said as she slapped my left cheek gently with her hand full of flour.
"Mom!" I whined, wiping the flour stain off my cheek.
"Go quickly, we are running out of time." She said as she continued kneading dough.
I might be the toughest guy you have come across or at work but I am the softest and the most caring guy when it comes to my mom and sisters. I don't joke with them and I am just an ordinary person when it comes to them.
"Okay ma" I said as I took my car keys and went out.
I can't believe Mom sent me this errand when there are numerous staff in the house. She could easily send one.
"Where are you going?" My sister, Isabella asked me when I got to the living room.
"Mom sent me an errand" I responded to her.
"Oh! You don't need to brag about your status in this house because we know you are mama’s boy," she teased me.
"Shut the fuck up Bella," I said as I went out to the parking lot. I unlocked my Bentley and got in, then I drove off.
"Are these all you need sir, you can go through the shelves for things" A female attendant said to me. She has been following me around since I entered this store like she is glued to me.
I know her motives, she is trying her best for me to notice her. Like who wouldn't want to flirt with a handsome, rich guy especially when he is hot?
But the truth is that, I will just fuck her and dump her. I am not so good to that extent.
"I am okay with the flour" I told her as I proceeded to the cashier.
"Do you mind if I give you my number? She asked she pulled the cart along with her.
I gave her my phone so she could punch her number there.
She gave my phone back.
"Give me a call, I will be expecting you" she said and she left after my goods on the counter.
"Cash?" The cashier asked.
I handed her my black credit card. She glanced at me before collecting the car from me. She must be surprised to see that.
"Here you go sir" she handed me back my credit card, my receipt, and a paper. I checked the paper, a number and a name were scribbled on it, how did she do that in a short time? I didn't even notice she was writing something. I glanced at her in surprise. She smirked at me.
I will only make you one of my mistresses, I am not in for a relationship and and she doesn’t suit my taste.
One of their security men helped me with the goods I brought. He assisted me with putting the bags of flour inside my car. I got inside my car after my goods were placed inside and drove off.
The aroma of my favourite street dish, Pirozhki hit me from the opposite direction of the store, so I drove there.
I can't believe that man is still selling his street food at this place. I always bought pirozhki from him since I was a child.
I moved out of my parents' house after I succeeded in my crude oil business. I used my first gain to purchase a house for myself, which was about nine years ago. I was eighteen then.
I packed my car in the parking space nearest to the place I am going. I walked down to the man.
"(Privet muzhik) Hello man" I said to him as I looked at my favourite.
"(ey, samoye dolgoye vremya) Hey, longest time" he replied to me. I bought from him years ago. I wonder if he missed me.
"That's true. I want to buy some pirozhki, two dozens" I said as I picked one a piece and tasted it. I moaned at the taste. This dish is my favourite.
"Just have some of it already, sit down there" he said,there is a table and chair beside his little store. He served three pirozhki for me. So, I took my time eating it.
You don't have to judge me about this dish if you don't want to. When I was younger, my dad used to bring me out to get to know about the street, the people there, and their food.
"Yes sir, I am already at their street. All I need is to find a way to enter their house and blow it up. The Atono will never see this coming" A man, just a few inches from me said while receiving a call.
He wants to destroy my family?
Let's see how you will be able to do that.
"My men are around the corner, they have a family dinner tonight, so we can disguise ourselves as waiters" he said again.
I can't take this any longer.
"Okay bye, I will call you if the job is done." He cut the call and came nearer.
"Two pirozhki, please?" He said to the seller.
"Sure"
He sat near me after he purchased his pirozhki, devouring them like no tomorrow. Luckily for me, he placed his phone on the table. I stood up as I took his phone without his consent.
"Take him to the basement, call all your men to catch all his stupid men. No one must escape" I said to the pirozhki seller. He is one of my men. I have men all over. Don't be surprised if I tell you I have this Russia under my feet.
He thinks getting my family is that easy, blyad!
"Yes, Don" he bowed a little.
"Here is your money for the pirozhki" I gave him a ruble bill and went away.
My phone rang in my back pocket, I removed it and accepted the call.
"I have some news for you. Good news and bad news, which one do you want first? Let me start with the good news because the bad news is quite worst" Denis said over the phone.
"Proceed" I encouraged him.
"We already finished your gas finished and we gained over ten million dollars there. Customers are demanding more and we are receiving deals already. That was a big hit. You almost even recovered your loss" he said.
"That's nice." I smiled.
"And we already caught the traitor. I caught him when he was giving information about your family dinner to the Milan family. So the bad news. Your farm yard where we torture the traitors and enemies was set on fire and has been burnt down by the Milan brothers."
"What?" I yelled.