FUCK FUCK FUCK!!

It seems that every goddamned day there's a new fucking problem! Someone's been intercepting my cocaine shipments, losing me millions of dollars and now one of my largest storage warehouses has been blown up. Four of my men died in the explosion, there are going to be some tough calls to make to their families.

I have a very good idea of who's been fucking with me. My long time nemesis Anton Kozlov, the leader of the Russian mafia. I took over the Italian mafia when I was 18, my father would've continued himself but his heart condition got worse with the job, it got to the point where my mother and nonna had to step in and force him to take a step back. He was digging his own grave and already had one foot in. Eventually he stepped down and that's when I took over.

My father's ruthless, always has been but since I'm the oldest I got the worst of it compared to my siblings. From the moment I was born I'd been groomed to take over the mafia. Everyday was training day, after school I would spend the next six hours training with my father. The only reason I went to school was because of mother and nonna. My father thought it was pointless and made his opinion known everyday.

Leonardo and Bianca would get off easy, Bianca's our fathers little girl, she could do no wrong. Yes she wouldn't be allowed to go out and spend time with her friends, not that she had any. But she never received the brutal beatings like Leo and I. None of us like our father, Bianca despises him the least while I do the most.

As kids we mainly had each other as company. Bianca never went to an actual school since she's the most vulnerable. Leo and I did which she always found unfair, I don't disagree, if she were a male she'd have been right at school with us. I'll admit I felt a bit off sending her to an actual school, not because she's a women but because I had a feeling she'd do something stupid. Already she was defying me with her security.

I rebelled as a child which of course resulted in more beatings. I used to sneak out to parties, go meet up with girls, get into fights and also began robbing stores with my friends (my father was more mad that I got caught stealing). Eventually I was locked in a cell for two weeks with hardly any food or water and a beating with a belt every two days to teach me a lesson. When my nonna saw the scars on my back she marched over to our house and had a go at him for doing such a thing to his own child.

Back to Anton. We went to the same private school as kids. Safe to say we never got along. He caught me fucking some girl he liked in the janitors closet so I guess that was just the icing on top of the cake. The man's still living in high school, she wasn't even a good lay, he wasn't missing out. If anything I did him a favour.

He's been sabotaging my business and my fucking life because of that one girl. I've tried to play nice but he's costing me my men and a lot of money. It's fucking petty that he's so happily killing off my men who have children and families over some fucking girl that he didn't even talk too!

So now I'm stuck in my office with my head in my hands trying to come up with a solution. Leonardo is out checking out the situation and seeing if there's anything we can salvage. Anton needs to learn his fucking place, way way below me.

I need to do something bigger than just blowing up one of his warehouses or killing a few of his men. Just then Xavier walks into my office. That Dickwad needs to learn how to knock. "What!" He rolls his eyes at my harsh tone as he strolls into the room holding a brown box.

We met in high school and have been best friends since. He sort of became like my family. My mother and nonna treat him like another child and, well, my dad? Tolerates him.

"This came in the mail. It's been checked for explosives and it's clear. We think it may be from Anton." My jaw clenched hearing his name.

Xavier placed the box in front of me. I grabbed my dagger from my top desk draw and cut away the tape. Opening it up, anger and destruction radiated through my body.

Inside this box was a dvd case that had a porno film casing. But instead of the porn stars face, photoshopped over top was my sisters. I feel absolutely disgusted and ready yell bloody murder.

As well as the dvd there was a small bag of cocaine and handcuffs along with a not 'with all my love to your sister and now your little maid -Anton'

As much as I don't want to watch whatever's on the disc I don't really have a choice. "What is it boss?" I look up at Xavier and toss him the dvd case. He looks at it and the same anger appears in his eyes.

Wordlessly he walks to the flatscreen tv in my office and places the disc in the DVD player. Who uses dvds nowadays anyway? I don't even know why we have said DVD player.

He grabs the remote and presses play. There seems to be a camera set up in a hotel room. The video automatically fast forwards to Anton holding my sister. She's only fourteen in this fucking video! I know because it's when she went through her blue hair faze. She's in a tiny skirt and top and is almost unconscious. He's whispering incoherent words in her ear and she seems to be trying to fight him off. It's when he begins to grope her that I look away. I feel fucking sick. He was twenty and she was fourteen.

I look at Xavier who's still watching with his fists clenched so tight they've gone completely white. The video has little noise but I can hear my sister screaming and I grab the remote and shut off the tv.

"Xavier, inform Leonardo of what Anton just sent over." It's clear he wants to argue but doesn't, instead he storms out of the room. I get up out of my chair and head towards Bianca's room.

"Bianca?" I knock on her door. I hear some shuffling on the other side but she opens the door looking like she was in the fucking war.

"Jesus what happened to you." She slapped my shoulder.

"I went back to sleep asshole."

"Well that's unfortunate." She slaps me again.

"Why are you here?" I clear my throat suddenly feeling uncomfortable.

"We need to talk." She moves away from the door, allowing me into her room. I take a seat on the edge of her bed and I hear the door close before she walks over and stands in front of me.

"What's up?" I take a breath before speaking.

"You were raped by Anton Kozlov?" Her smile dropped and her face goes a stark white. I was hoping I'd come in here and she'd say 'no' and this would all be some sick joke.

"H-How do you know?" I sigh and grip my hair in my hands.

"He sent a video." Her eyes widened and immediately a few tears fell down her cheeks. I stood from my bed and wrapped her in a hug she clearly needs one. I rubbed her back and listened to her cries. It broke my heart.

"I-I should've told you, I'm s-sorry." She says between breaths.

I kiss her forehead "it's ok. I know it's a tough subject. If it's ok for me to ask, why didn't you tell me?" She pulls her head away from my now wet shirt and looks up at me.

I wipe a few stray tears waiting for her to answer "because when you took over the mafia and dad stood down from that and being a father you were in charge, you let me have so much more freedom than he did and I didn't want you to take it away."

"Did you talk to anyone about it? Maybe a therapist?"

"I only talked to nonna. I made her promise not to tell you which she understood and told me that I need to tell you when I'm ready. Though now it seems he got to you before I did."

"We're you actually ever going to tell me?"

"Probably not. I still haven't come to terms with it myself, I knew you'd take it bad so it was just easier not to say anything." I tucked a strand behind her ear feeling extremely guilty that she felt she couldn't tell me.

"Can we just leave it? At least for now? The party's tonight and I just want to have some fun and get it off my mind."

"You're lucky I love you." She smiled and kissed my cheek.

"You are so going to LOVE Scarlett's outfit. I'm going shopping for it now." I raise an eyebrow.

"Why will I love it?" She smiled.

"You'll see. Please try not to be too late!" I watched as she retreated out of the room. It's no secret that nonna and Bianca have been trying to set us up.

I wish I wasn't attracted to Scarlett but over the time she's been here I'm finding it excruciatingly hard not to just shove her up against a wall and take her right there.

Maybe tonight's the night. If she consents of course. It's clear this tension isn't one sided. Maybe we can get it out of our systems and move on?

There's no harm in trying.