His Rejected Bride

Chapter 5

"So what? You're just getting drunk because she said she didn't want anything with you." She stood up from the stool. "Have you lost your fucking mind! You had this all planned out before you left Ethan. The Ethan I know can get any girl to go on their knee by just looking at them."

"You see, she isn't just any girl." I take another gulp. I'm starting to feel tipsy. "Dorothy isn't like any girl I've ever met. She has something called standard. Plus she's my girl."

"Then go get your girl" Nicole smirked grabbing a chocolate bar from the counter.

"It isn't as easy as you make it seem. She claims that she has moved on but I don't believe any of that shit. She can't move on. Can she?" I look up at Nicole with hope in my eyes.

"I don't know, four years is a long time Ethan." She sighs rubbing her arms. "A lot can change in four years."

The door flew opened and I turned to see Luca rushing toward us with something in his hand.

 Luca is my right-hand man and the most annoying person you'll ever meet.  But I trust him with my life, he has never failed me and I know that he would never do that. I've known him for more than five years and I can read him like a book.

"We have a situation boss?" He says when he finally gets to where we are.

"What's the situation?" I asked dropping the bottle on the table.

 It better not be those motherfucking Code Black.  They are like houseflies with a useless title. It's so sad they call themselves code black and run around the street thinking they are going far in life.

"We found five of our men died in one of the eastern bases." He sits down on a stool next to me

"I'm going to see myself out," Nicole says standing up to excuse herself. She doesn't like to involve herself in any of this shit.

"Like you just read my mind; your presence is unwanted," Luca says taking a shot glass and pouring a drink for himself.

"You talk like I give a fuck about your opinion." She shrugged unbothered by what he said. "Fuck you."

"Nah, I'll pass," Luca shouts back laughing and she slams the door after her.

"Back to the situation at hand," I say to him when he calms down closes. "Did they leave any clue or message?"

"They left this tape recorder." He pulls out a tape recorder from his jacket. "They aren't like anyone we know."

I take the recorder and see the video they left for us.

One of my men was kneeling, they had beaten the fuck out of him. "Please leave me alone. I don't have the information you want."

"I know your lying. If you don't talk I'll make you."  A very familiar voice said but I can't just remember where I heard it. "Now I'll ask you one more time where the fuck is Vincenzo King."

"I don't know, I swear I don't know where he is. He's been missing for like four years." The poor guy begs for his life. 

"Do you want to end up like your friends?" The camera moves and I see four dead men on the floor beside him.

"No, not at all. Please don't kill me." The man begs for his life.

"Vincenzo, you have many trustworthy men. But that doesn't matter I will still find you. I've been waiting  so long to bring you to your knees." He starts to laugh. "Я найду тебя, и когда найду, я тебя уничтожу"

"So this  Russian mafia we're dealing with what do they want?" I asked dropping the recorder on the table.

"To be on your knees," Luca said in a duh tone. "Maybe he wants a blow job from you."

"Are you fucked in the brain?" I turn to him to see if he was seriously just saying that.

"You never know your good looking and all so maybe-"

"Why haven't I killed you yet?" I mutter to myself massaging my temples.

"Because you love me and you don't just want to admit it." He smirked leaning closer to me.

"Fuck you." I push him away from me and he almost loses his balance.

"I know I'm sexy and all but seriously what is it with people and wanting to fuck me," Luca says sighing. "You are a hot guy but I don't swing that way by the way."

I smirk at his stupid comment.

"I know I'm hot thanks for pointing that out but let's not divert here." I sigh taking another swing from the bottle.

"You don't think it's him," Luca asked his voice barely hearable.

"No, that shit was taken care of years ago," I reassure him slapping his back. "Whoever this person is can go fuck himself."

"Speaking about fucking, how's Dora?" Luca asked genuinely concerned.

"I don't know." I sigh finally letting it out. "Right now I don't know if I made the right choice leaving her. I wanted to be part of her life again but I don't think she wants me back. I scared I might have been too late."

"I've never seen you this whipped man." He said and slapped my back softly. "But all I can say is that you did the right thing."

My phone vibrates indicating I have a text message. I bring it out of my pocket but Luca takes it out of my grip.

"Who's it?" I asked not caring

"Your mom," Luca answers dropping the phone and leaning back into the chair.

"What does she want?" I run my hand through my hair.

"You have to meet her for lunch tomorrow."

"Do I have to go?" I groan leaning back rubbing my face.

"Yeah, you haven't seen your family in four years," Luca said smiling. "Plus I've told her you'll be there."

I run my hand through my hair in frustration. I knew if I didn't show up mom was going to cause a scene tomorrow and I want to keep a low profile now I'm back. I don't need any more stress from my competitors. But those are things I don't give fuck about. All I want is my baby doll back.

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So like I tried to give you a glimpse of what Ethan is thinking and his feelings toward the current situation. I hope you like this chapter.
Lots of Luv
Jo.