Aquamarine
V A L E R I U S ' P O V :
Six years ago
"Scusa, signore!" A small voice squeaks from below me. My eyes met those of a small boy, wide eyed with a nervous stare.
I grunt, passing the kid without a word.
Children are so messy. Irresponsible. Annoying.
The smeared chocolate on his face proves my point.
His eyes show an innocence that I wasn't ever given. So, I leave quickly to avoid the reminder. I need to get to my papà's office.
The usual busy streets are dim, dusk is approaching soon. In an hour, the sun will be gone completely. Car wheels splash against the rain. It's sprinkling now, earlier it was pouring.
I hate rain. It ruins everything.
I also hate walking but my driver is stuck in traffic and papà's office is only three blocks away from where I am.
I need to arrive in a short twenty minutes. We have a meeting scheduled with the Germans, they have worries about the Russians acting out. They've gotten word that Ivan fucking Moscow has something planned for us.
It doesn't surprise me, the late heir of Artem Moscow has been nothing short of insane since his father's passing.
He has a dream to overthrow my father's mafia to become number one. The only thing that dick is, is jealous and mentally insane.
My ears pick up a sound, arguing. I was going to brush it off, my papà's office is only a block away now, but something pulls me to stop.
"You bastard!" A female voice shouts in Italian.
Sounds of struggling reach my ears and I slow, barely stopping in my steps.
I glance towards the sound.
Don't. You have places more important to be.
Though, I did. I turned to the sound and follow it down a dim way between two buildings.
"Just be quiet! Let me show that pretty body some love." The male's voice got louder.
You've got to be kidding me.
"Fuck you!" The lady spit.
I turn the corner to a sight that disgusted me. An older man, about the age of my father, towers over a much smaller woman. He has her against a wall.
A surge of anger slams through me.
The woman is leaning down the wall, lowering her hand to reach for something in her purse. The man has a hand yanking the side of her hair and the other was under her shirt while he tries to kiss her mouth.
Within a second of seeing the situation, I run over to the scene and the man is on the ground with a shout. Fury chills my bones. Everything that pissed me off today built up and this man just gave me an excuse to take it out.
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