The Mafia's Ruthless Assassin

8

"There she is, my beautiful daughter." Dad said dramatically to a man he was talking to when his eyes landed on me.

"Father," I greeted, ignoring the man who he was speaking to, "We need to talk."

He nodded before dismissing the guy, "I'll see you around." The dude nodded before walking away. He then turned to me and gave me his full attention, "Yes?"

"How do I proceed with the plan?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at him.

"Seduce Ares. Have sex with him for all I care but-" he paused, pointing a finger at me, "-you gotta get him under your skin. Toy with him." I clenched my jaw at his words even though it didn't shock me. I knew he'd say something like that.

"Then what?" I asked fighting the urge to plant a bullet in his old asshole. I hated that man so freaking much.

"Then you fucking kill him!" He exclaimed, quickly clearing his throat when he noticed a few eyes on him. He glanced down at the floor, turning his voice down, "It won't be an easy job. You have to make him trust you for that. You have one week, sweetheart."

"One week is too short. I need more time, he's the damn Mafia king for fuck's sake," I responded with a groan.

"Fine then, you have two weeks!" Noah replied which made me roll her eyes, like I can change hell to heaven in two weeks.a

"You do know that there'll be consequences, verno?" I raised my brows at him, waiting for a reply.
[Right?]

"Of course I know!" He brought his hands to his tie before loosening it a little, "but once you take down that son of a bitch, our men will kill his entire family as well as army. Then we-" he pointed to him then to me, "-we'll become first! I'll be the mafia King and you'll be the mafia princess. Then you'll take over when I retire. Don't you want that, Alexia?"

No I don't. I just wanted a simple and normal life. Podal'she ot vsego etogo der'ma.' [Away from all this shit.] But it's like I said, I had no choice in the matter.a

"Alexia! Don't you want that?" He asked again, a hint of frustration in his voice. He hated repeating himself.

"Of course I do, father." I replied, lying through my teeth but my reply made him grin, "Khoroshiy. Tebe luchshe pristupit' k etoy chertovoy rabote."
[Good. You'd better get the damn job started.]

"I am already on it."

"Alexia, dear goddess! You look splendid!" Liza's annoying voice rang in my ears as she came and stood next to my father who rested his hand on the back of her waist.

"I know I do." I coldly replied, my eyes falling on Dana who was adjusting her hair. I looked down at her dress with a frown. She was wearing a 'dress'-If I could call it that-which was missing a lot of pieces.

"Did you accidentally cut your dress or did your dress designer die?" I asked with my brows raised, not bothering to hide my distaste in her choice of dress.

"Shut up!" She whined, looking at my dad, "Dad, look at her, she's insulting both me and my dress! Am I not looking nice?"

He cleared his throat and said, "Uh-Yeah, you're looking nice." He blinked a few times before looking at his watch, fixing it constantly.

"Thank you daddy!" Dana smirked then fixed her eyes on me, "See? He said that I'm looking sexy." I glanced at dad whose head shot up, "I never said that." Ignoring him, Dana smirked at me, "Look how many men are watching me!" I rolled my eyes at her words. That's all she cared about; men.

"The whole Ivanov family," said an unfamiliar voice, "What a pleasant surprise!" I turned my head and saw an older man, wearing a silver suit and next to him, stood a woman who was shorter than him, wearing a purple strapless dress with her hair tied in a bun. I recognized the man as James D'souza and his wife, Amanda, the hosts of this event.

"James, Amanda, thank you for inviting us." Dad said as he shook James hands and kissed Amanda on the back of her hand.

"Thank you for coming. Isn't this Alexia?" James asked, giving me a soft smile.

"The one and only," I replied, extending my hand for the man to shake which he did.

"The most dangerous woman in the mafia world," he mused, "never thought you'd come." James spoke with a huge smile on his face. My eyes automatically flickered to my dad who was wearing a smile on his face.

"I've heard a lot about you, dear. I've heard that you're a dangerous beauty." Amanda said and chuckled as we shook hands.

"Where's he?" James asked his wife who shrugged, "I guess he went to meet this best friend since he's here. You know how these two are. Inseparable."

"He? Who?" Dad asked curiously.

"Our son, Xavier." James replied to which dad nodded, "I'd like to meet him."

"Hello, my dearest parents!" A guy spoke loudly as he approached his parents along with a very familiar person beside him.