The Donna

chapter Four

**Elias**
    Ugh, I am so bored. Normally I will be talking to Lea but she has been asleep for five hours already like who the fuck sleeps for five hours on a plane?? And there is only one air hostess who I've already fucked. Hmm I consider fucking her again but sigh knowing she will think I mean something to her, I mean.. women.  Tiktok is so boring and overrated and now i'm hella bored. I create a mental list of things to do and sigh knowing If I sleep right now I won't be able to wake Lea up when she starts her dreams. I then decide to set her up for dates like she needs to get laid mehn and she won't let me have sex with her saying bla bla it is meant to be emotional and she is meant to like it and I'm meant to relax into it. Don't get me wrong I don't obsess over fucking my bestfriend but I won't mind with her small waist,wide hips and succulent ass and I've told her all of this and she just laughed saying she is the only girl I can't have. I don't think about it too much as I remember the godess I spent my night with yesterday. It had taken an hour to convince her to come to my room which was longer than usual and I wonder if I'm loosing my spark. Hm I've never fucked a Russian girl, I wonder if they are harder to get to bed than the Spanish goddesses I have back at home. So far the most stubborn ones were the British girls but they all still ended up naked under me. I give myself a small pat on the back. I get up and walk over to the bar as I get my phone out and download every dating app I could.. then it hit me. I probably won't find someone good enough for Lea on a dating app, I cancel all the downloads frustrated. I think this is the most thought I've put into anything in my whole twenty years of existence. I wonder if she will agree to fuck mafia guys I mean she always talks about honesty and yet she hasn't been honest to any guy she has been involved with. Well except Rayne ofcourse, but her father made her kill him.. as training. I shake my head remembering that her father can do no wrong to her. Just because he doesn't hit her, she thinks he doesn't abuse her. If you ask me, I feel like he is scared of her I mean even he knows he made a death machine and it is as if he is just waiting for her to snap. Waiting for her emotions to vanish so she can become his finished weapons without value for friendships or relationships. His abuse is even worse than physical abuse. I can't even call it just mere mental abuse.. it is way more manipulative and toxic than that. I slap my hand across my face trying not to think about her father, it makes my blood boil. I divert my attention back to finding a man for her, I start thinking about the mafia dons.. I mean she is going to be the queen like the first Donna so she can't be with anyone less..right? I don't know how mafia relationships work..I mean if I'm being honest I just don't know how relationships work, generally speaking I guess. I rush to their instagram accounts. I learnt from my sisters that a guy's instagram account tells if they are supposed husband materials. I laugh remembering my sisters then immediately regret it as I also remember the fact that they died because of me. I slap my hand across my face once more and decide to put that at the back of my mind and focus on my main goal. Finding Lea a man to fuck.  The American mafia was a no to the no no no no no. He is a fifty seven year old man and all his sons are ugly. My Lea can't fuck no troll. The German mafia's heir was good on the looks but his mafia is doing horribly bad. Like it will soon be gone I push that to the back of my head. I actually considered him till I saw he was 5'3. How can he be the same height as her? I don't discriminate on heights but she definitely will. She likes her men taller than her so when she puts them in place they won't think it's because of their height. Her words not mine. He did have one son but he is seven so nah. I start getting frustrated and the fact that the Russian don is a fine piece of cake, is tall and rich and his mafia is doing well angers me even more. He can never be with her, never. I wish he wakes up tomorrow a short,ugly and poor bastard and he loses his mafia. I see the Italian mafia, hm Luca.. he is so fine like at this point I am reconsidering my sexuality. Like I know I'm a fine piece of cake but he, he is the whole cake. I feel like this is too good to be true so I check his height, 6'6!! What the hell!! He is taller than me and I had never met a guy who was taller than me with more than an inch.
And his mafia is the most successful and powerful one after ours the Spanish ofcourse. I'm starting to think Lea is out of his league!! Then I remember the rumours about him and shudder in fear. He is exactly like Lea, but Lea has compassion and cares for her friends, she is serious when she wants to be like an on and off switch I guess but he, He!! Luca Romano,  the devil himself. They said a girl tried to touch him so he cut off her hands and watched her bleed as his guards held her in place, although at the same time he is popular with females. He does fuck but he centres around four girls who are called the elite. He is loyal to the four of them. I even heard a rumour that he has to get married within six months and he is getting married to all four of them. No one knows what emotions he has for the "elite" but if a guy looks at them he apparently doesn't care even when guys touch them, which in the mafia is regarded as not love. I guess love in mafia is non existent but people are still to respect their mafia queens and if they touch them they are disrespecting the king himself. Oh I heard this rumour an older man tried to assault his sister and the guy and his family ended up dead the next day,then the next week every family member he had in and out of Italy ended up dead. I laugh as I recall all the memories, meeting this man is trouble. Perhaps I should just get my Lea laid myself or even a relative of mine will be okay.  As I was trying to recall more rumours I had heard about him I hear a chilling but dangerous laughter echoing round the plane. I sigh, I go near Lea and gently wake her up, after a while of her stirring and laughing she jolts up with a frown on her face. She sighs and asks pasó de nuevo, ¿verdad?
Translation: It happened again,right?
With a frown on my face I nodded yes, she just throws me a sad smile and walks into the bathroom. I shake my head knowing that now I was there to stop it but other times when I'm not around? Lea is slowly turning mad.. I shake my head to erase the thoughts and decide to sleep for the remaining five hours now that she is awake.