Tangled hearts: A Mafia Love Affair

Chapter one-The annoying half brother

There was a soft knock on the door, with a three-second pause. The second knock wasn't as mellow as the first, and the third one, a bit harder and firmer, roused Kayla from her sleep. She groaned and pulled the blanket over her shoulder, partially awake but keeping her eyes closed. Her eyelids felt heavy, and she was about to drift back to sleep when the door creaked open, followed by the sound of heels clacking along the floor.

"Oh, why my! You're still in bed, Kayla?" a familiar voice said, causing her to stir in bed. She groaned and stretched her legs, then turned her head towards the voice.

She slowly opened her eyes and could see a figure of average height, slim, with beautiful long red hair walking towards the drapery.

Everything seemed blurry.

She rubbed her eyes for a bit and opened them almost immediately when she heard the sound of the drape being drawn to the side.

The rays from the sun flooded the room with a blinding flash, causing Kayla to squint as she mumbled something incoherent. She slowly opened her eyes, letting them adjust to the lighting.

"Are you pregnant, young lady?" the woman asked, with a tone of amusement lacing her voice.

She had a very melodic voice, soft and smooth, pleasing to the ear. It also had a subtle edge to it, suggesting that she was teasing her daughter.

"Mom!" Kayla whined as she sat up, wide-eyed. Her mother chuckled and shook her head.

"Just teasing, baby... just teasing," her mom said.

She went over to the dresser, picked up a brush, and returned to sit on the bed a few inches away from Kayla, who, out of impulse, turned her back to her.

Her mom smiled.

She took a handful of Kayla's hair and began brushing it gently.

Why was her hair so wiry? Kayla thought as she combed out the tangles.

Kayla must not have been using the right products for her hair, she concluded, as she took another handful and continued brushing. Brushing Kayla's hair usually took a while, and she enjoyed the excuse to spend a long time with her.

"Mrs. Alexander?"

Her secretary suddenly entered the room and called for her, disrupting her thoughts almost immediately.

Kayla's mom frowned at this. She hated it when her time with her daughter got interrupted.

"I assume you walked through the doors and didn't just appear in this room," she said as she went back to brushing Kayla's hair.

She spoke calmly, yet her words sent chills down her secretary's spine, making her quiver in fear.

"Yes, yes, Mrs. Alexander," she spoke falteringly.

"Next time you come into a room without knocking first, I'll make a necklace out of your fingers. Do you understand?"

The secretary nodded, trembling with fear. As honeyed as her voice was and as slender and small as she looked, Mrs. Alexander could also be very menacing. She was, of course, the Luna of the pack, coupled with a very strong, successful Alpha; she was formidable. No one dared question her.

"Speak," she ordered.

"The client from Algatron is here. Your attention is needed." She paused. "Mrs. Alexander," she added, for maximum respect.

"Mr. Algaso is here? How shocking." She pulled Kayla's hair back, twisting it gently, and then wrapped it in a circular coil around itself, securing it with a bobby pin.