Mafia's girl

Chapter 2

I walk behind the counter and try wiping away the spreading stain as much as I can, then I glance over at them, they were talking and still hadn't noticed me.
I pick up the menu and saunter over to their table, just as they "finally" notice me, I slam the menu down so hard the table rattles, then I proceed to throw my best glare at him. He doesn't even react, just glares at me with those piercing blue eyes that are devoid any emotion while his partner stares at me with an amused look in his eyes.
That's it!! If I wasn't already fuming at this point, I was about to explode.
"Hi, welcome to crazy cat, here's your menu. Pls let me know when you have made your choice, I say icily." He, the devil as I had already termed him just kept staring at my face. I roll my my eyes and walk away.
The cafe shop was deserted by now and they where the only ones in the shop. Moments later, I hear the table buzzer ring out. I walk over to them plastering my face with the fakest smile anyone had ever seen, seriously it didn't even reach my eyes. I get to them with my pen and pad.
"Coffee, black" his voice booms out. Wow, he had this deep voice that commanded respect and made shivers run down your spine while making all the hair on your skin stand. His friend as I had now gathered ordered a latte.
I walked away and got the drinks ready. I set it down on their table, especially his coffee not so gently. I see some coffee spill out and I roll my eyes and walk away. He was staring again. Like geez! I already knew he was lacking in the "manners department" but damn, like I was one to talk lol. But he pissed me off first. He thinks he can just treat people anyhow just because he's some rich guy.
Let him enjoy his black, extra bitter coffee that's just like his soul, I grin maniacally. If only she knew how true she was.
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Alessandro's POV
Seriously, dealing with this Russians always was a pain in the ass. If things didn't get straightened out soon, I would be putting a bullet in someone. It's surprising with the kind of week I had had so far, I still haven't.
The door to my office swung open and my best friend, right hand man and my most trusted, Lorenzo walks in. "If you frown anymore, your head would probably explode" he jokes. I just glare at him. "No but seriously, you should release some steam. You have been cooped up here all week, you really should let some steam out or rather, get laid" he says.
I ignore him and continue shuffling the papers on my desk. "Seriously Alek, you really need to step out for sometime. Forget about work and just chill, the Russians are not going anywhere."
"Even if I where to do that , I say, how would I get to relax when the paparazzi are always waiting to hound me." "Ah! That's true, I know of this place outside town, small cafe, we could just have some coffee and relax for a while, definitely no paparazzo."
I reluctantly agree and get up.
Soon after, we arrive at the cafe, I was monitoring the update on this deal with the Russians, when we step into the cafe, I brush past something but I'm too busy with my phone to look up.
We settle at a table. Lorenzo is talking to me about some blonde he met at a club the other day. My mind isn't there. The figure sauntering towards me has definitely got my attention.
The curvy yet fit figure in light blue jeans and a shirt, with golden brown braids cascading to her mid thigh, her chocolate skin glows from the rays from of the sun that escapes through the window, shining on her as she walks towards me.
I can't help but notice how the jeans hugs her thick thighs and the T-shirt accentuates her full bosom and then her eyes, God! She had such dark eyes, I couldn't help but notice the glare in them.
She walked up to our table and slams down the menu hard, she whips her braids to the side, damn! She then proceeds to icily take our orders. I was still wondering the reason for the hostility, I mean it's usually fear I see in people's eye when they encounter me, or ladies throwing themselves at me for the brave ones. I mean, I was "the Alessandro"
My questions are immediately answered when I see the brown stain on her shirt and jean. Oh! That was what I bumped into. "Coffee black" I say without breaking my gaze, Lorenzo orders a latte.
She turns to go and wow. If I thought her front was anything, then watching her go was mind blowing. Her perfectly rounded butt was just that, perfect.
Few minutes later, she's back with our drinks. She slams it down and spills some coffee, okay, she's starting to get to me. She stalks off. I take a sip of the drink and almost spat it out immediately. It was very bitter. I swallow it back when i look up and see the smirk on her face and the glint in her eye.
I chuckle deep down, she really had no idea who I was and who she was messing with. This prank she pulled could easily have earned her a bullet in the head.
I gulped down the whole black liquid and lick my lips slowly without breaking eye contact. God, this tasted terribly bad, but I wasn't about to give her the satisfaction she craved. I glance over at Lorenzo but he wasn't even paying attention. He was engrossed with whatever he was doing on his phone.
I pressed the buzzer on the table summoning her, she catwalks over to me. The way her hips sways, I feel my chest suddenly constrict. I whip some bills out, too many bills than necessary and place on the table without breaking gaze.
"For the drinks and your outfit, la bellezza"
She just stares at me blankly. I tap Lorenzo, he gets up, smiles at her and says "grazie sexy" I glare at him.He gives me that "what?" look.
I walk off into the growing dusk, "a presto Mia principessa"

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