ALESSANDRO'S POV

I got in my car and drove, already drowning into thoughts, so many emotions running through my veins, curiosity, excitement, shock and some I didn't even recognize. How did she agree to this? why? moving into my house? something I never thought would happen, if there was an ocean of silence between us I would be drowning in it, which made me way more curious.

We hardly spoke and now she's going to live with me. She has been hiding her whole life, unnoticed, untouched, a powerful shadow that appeared only when she wanted to, and now she agreed to an alliance.

It was confusing yet exciting, seeing the way she gets things done, the way her mind works, the way she sees things through, and on top of all, she chose me. She gave me an opportunity to see, live with the last person I thought I would share a house with. I have worked for a long time to reach this day and here I am. The thought of it lit something up inside me, excitement flashing through. Whenever my mind wanders, it always finds its way back to her. I had finally reached my aim and now the other side of my head already led me to thoughts of losing her again after searching for years. I had hopes, I did, why would you accept to live with someone and leave, she agreed to this because she wanted to not because she needed, cause at the end of the day, she was all she needed , she enjoyed her own company and never needed someone else's hand to hold when her soul was burning, she had herself. God the more I think of her, it keeps my mind amazed yet needing more.

I finally arrived at her beautifully designed house, each time I see it, I get that first impression. A woman with taste, not something rare, women always have good taste but hers felt different.

I walked in, looking around the glorious place I was in a couple days ago. I took some days to prepare my house, my actual own house. It was far from the city, it is so much different from all my other houses. No one was allowed there, even Dante and Emilion. When I first opened her letter, and read the words I was least expecting yet wishing for.

I rushed downstairs to the living room, I handed Dante the letter, after he finished reading he threw it to Emilion, giving me a 'we made it hug'. Emilion was slow but right after he finished he jumped in the air.

It's crazy how one person with a couple words could make the whole room light up. This kind of emotion was rare around the house. We all loved each other, but this genuine happiness was rare. We achieved many successful missions and businesses, this one was special. She was special which made anything she made, say or even do special.

I reached the knob of the door, getting in her house. I started looking for her in the living room. Fifteen minutes later, I was going around the house in circles, not forgetting to never step an inch to where she showed us her really really unique system. She was nowhere to be found. I wasn't quite surprised, this is Venom Antonio after all. The woman disappeared like she was non-existent. I decided to leave it, she agreed to this for a reason. I believe she will show up.

I made my way back to my car and started heading my way back to my house, my main house. Yes I know taking her to my personal house wasn't quite the right place for new people. But she took me in hers, I'll take her in mine. I didn't think much on my way home, just played melodic music on a low volume, it would make me relax, not wandering in thoughts.

I was driving up to the gates when I spotted the exact same car that was parked next to mine that night, the car that disappeared along with her. God I knew she would show up. Wait what, how the fuck did she get my location.

I started getting so confused, not out of fear but it's none sense, no one and I mean no fucking person who breath on this planet knew the way to this place. Even Dante and Emilion would come with me in the car. I stopped there staring at the car, unable to wrap it around my head. This woman is crazy and unreal. I let out, shaking my head with a soft almost non shown smile on my face, before starting to move again.

I told the guards to open the gates, I drove up the highway, with her driving behind me. The gate led us to my yard, it was huge along with two large pools and a jacuzzi with mini lanterns around, and palm trees around the yard. The house was surrounded with bonnet roofs and had tables and chairs under it. The house had two floors but enough space for anything, it was double sectional with one of them having large glass transparent windows.

I parked my car, getting out. I watched her get out of her black GTR R34 slowly. She was wearing a black leather skirt that hugged her body so well, showing her tanned long legs with a black turtleneck on top with three gold buttons at the end of each sleeve. On top of that a black blazer that reached the end of her skirt and she wore dark gold high heeled boots that matched the buttons of her turtleneck. This woman really knew how to dress.

I led the way to the main doors, holding the door for her to come in. On the inside it was more of a grey/artisan tan colored theme, soft couch along with a large TV. It was much different from her house, hers resembled more the forest, nature and looked more dark and dominant while mine was more brownish and light. I wanted to show her around a couple rooms, for her to pick whichever she was comfortable with, yet she started walking in front of me, leading the way along with me following behind her.

We kept walking, she would take rights and keep walking, I was following her like a lost puppy in his own house. We reached the room I assume she will be taking. I didn't even get to show her any of them, nonetheless she picked this one without hesitation, it's like she's been in here before. She didn't even speak, grabbing the door knob and getting in comfortably. She got closer to the bed, placing her gun on the nightstand. Where the fuck was she hiding this gun.

I left the room for her to settle whatever she wanted to do with it, yet she didn't bring any suitcases. It was only both of us living here. And in any case, my father can't know I have her. My father hated the fact that I let her kill our men, and since she was a woman that was a bigger issue. My father is full of shit.

I found my way to the office. Here my office was much different from my other houses. I designed this whole house on my own, it took almost two years to build this place. Days ago, when I received Venom's letter, I sent all my stuff here, papers, clothes along with my cars, each and single one of them.

I walked through the hallways, I missed this house. I never visited because I don't have much time. This house held so much meaning to me. It actually felt like home. My parents house never felt like that place you grew up in, with the best memories. My childhood wasn't the best, it was all about training, hearing screams of people getting tortured. Here, it felt safe. Not safe as in people can't kill me, no, but safe to be myself, not having to act like a boss everyone fears.

I felt vibration in my right pocket, I reached down my pocket, getting my phone out. Amelia Gashi. We never spoke on the phone, we rarely did at all. I picked up, she greeted me, asking about work and business then she invited me over her house here in Italy. Although she's Albanian, she had a house here. Each mafia had a house in every country, however, I never visited hers. I politely accepted her invitation and hung up.

I went to my bedroom not giving much thoughts into it. I got dressed into a pair of dark blue trousers along with a light blue dress shirt for the top. I grabbed one of my black leather shoes. I sat on the chair near the door, putting them on. I took my perfume from the night stand, spraying it all over my body. I placed it back where it was and walked towards the door, leaving the room.

I walked through the hallways, making sure I had my keys. I reached the garage, starting the car for the second time today and drove off. I turned on the GPs, setting Amelia's location. Her house wasn't as far as I thought it would be. I turned on some music, opening the back windows of the car, letting the air travel through it.

Thirty minutes later, I noticed from a short distance a huge white house, guess I arrived. I drove up a highway before reaching the gates. The guard took my name and the numbers of my car before letting me in. I drove slowly towards the entrance of the house, taking my time to observe this place. There was a huge space in front of the main doors, two gardens from each side along with a pool on the left. This house had two floors and a rooftop. I parked my car in front of the doors, getting the keys out of the ignition. I got out of the car, walking towards the door. I stood in front of the doors, ringing the bell. A middle aged dark haired woman opened the door for me. She let me in with a welcoming smile on her face. I thanked her, making my way to the living room. I sat on the couch waiting for Amelia to show up out of anywhere.

I heard footsteps coming from my back. I stood up, turning my body towards the sound. I watched Amelia get closer to the current place I was standing in. She was wearing a black jumpsuit with white heels. She stood in front of me, holding her hand up for me to shake it. I took it gently, shaking it with a soft smile on my face. She gave me a sign to sit down while she took a seat in front of me. She called the waitress to get us some water. I watched her talk to the lady, wondering why she wanted to see me.

Seconds later I heard footsteps for the second time. I saw Amelia lift her eyes up from me to where the sound came from. I didn't  look behind me, my eyes were focused on Amelia. Until I felt a person standing behind me, I looked at the ground, noticing a shadow of a woman. "Alyssa, Prezantoje veten" [translate: Alyssa, introduce yourself].

Now Alyssa, I believe, was standing in front of me. I listened to her introducing her name along with her age. Alyssa Pjetri, twenty three years old. She sure is a beautiful woman. Dark skin, she has long dark straight hair, full dark lips. Her eyes are in a thin almond shape, they are the darkest brown eyes I have even seen.

She took a seat next to Amelia. I was about to introduce myself as well, when Amelia decided to do it herself. "Alessandro Santoro, Twenty seven years old. The best Italian Mafia leader". I gave Amelia a soft smile at the compliment. It still didn't get out of my mind, why I was here.

I kept looking into Amelia's eyes, searching for any answer. She was searching for one in mine as well, and it seemed like we both wanted something from one another. "Why am I here Mrs Gashi", "Oh Alessandro, I told you to call me Amelia". She said with a smile on her face.

She looked over at Alyssa, giving her a sign to leave the two of us alone. We watched Alyssa stand up and walk towards the stairs, heading to the second floor. I laid my eyes back at Amelia who was already looking at me. "Venom Antonio, Do you have her" What. I felt a weird emotion rush into my veins, making chills run through my body. I took a few seconds, my gaze never leaving Amelia's eyes for a long time. Answering this question could either be dangerous or helpful. Amelia was the only person who knew Venom, she either wanted her dead or a little ruined if they knew each other. And if she wanted her dead, we both know she will be the one left in the casket. If Venom was able to kill all of these people, I'm sure she can take Amelia and hundreds of her.

"Yes" she simply responded with a small nod, but I could see the shock that lightened in her eyes, something happened between these two.

I got up from my seat without any instructions. She got what she wanted, no need for the extra chit chatting. I drank my glass of water in one sip, putting it back on the table. I made my way back to the doors I came in a few minutes ago. "Take care Alessandro" I gave her a last look before getting out of the door. She was standing a few feet away from me with genuine worry on her face. I couldn't understand this woman. I gave her a nod and took myself out of the house.

I drove my way back home, thoughts filling my head to the point it's about to explode. Amelia somehow knew Venom, how or where, I don't know. And the problem was, I didn't have any way to figure it out. Venom won't in a million years speak to me nor tell me about her past and I didn't have any right to ask Amelia. I was left alone with my unanswered thoughts. My whole life, I got any information I needed, even the ones I didn't ask for and now since Venom came into my life, everything is left without an answer, without an explanation, without any context. I respect her privacy from the bottom of my heart. If she wanted to keep her past for herself then every human being should shut their mouth about it and not even try to search for it. When I was trying to figure out who she was, I never tried to dig into her past. I only wanted simple information such as her name, her address. I won't lie and say I had any  hopes that one day she will tell me her story, but I can't predict the future.

I let all these thoughts fly out of my head. Feeling the cold air rush into my skin. I wanted to go back home, and go through my office to finish off some work. Minutes later I found myself in front of the house. I parked my car in the garage and got out, walking in the house through the back doors. I rushed upstairs, a slight feeling of excitement traveling through my body, I missed this place.

I reached my office, the place was just as I remembered. I sat on my chair looking through my desk, ready to get some more work done, shipments and business as per usual. I needed to visit my company in a matter of two days. I had a huge meeting that could get us a lot of money, not that I need it, but who would say no to business. I keep receiving invitations to a radio station for an interview, how do these people understand the word no.

Nobody knows where I am, where we are. Except for Dante and Emilion, who were ordered to keep their mouths unless they wanted it cut off. And there was my mind again, taking me back to Venom. It felt like everything happened fast, yet so slow. Four years ago, I saw a helpless woman turn into a fighter in a second. I saw this woman kill my men, one after one. I saw how many people wanted her, wished for her death. How much damage she caused. The effect she had on each person that crosses paths with her. After all she did, I still saw the best in her. Like anyone else, I should have thought how ruthless she is and all she deserved was death, yet all I could see was a strong woman, a woman who was able to take her shit on her own. It impressed me, and still does, so bad, how she built this life she's living, how she was able to archive all of this on her own.

I finished work and got up, holding the doorknob in my hand. I turned off the lights and closed the door. I went downstairs and found my way into the kitchen, getting something to eat. I opened the fridge, grabbing an apple. I walked towards the glass door that led to the back garden. I stood there watching the moon glowing in the sky. I would stay here all day if I could.

Venom was here yet, it didn't answer any of the questions that went through my head the whole journey. A smile grew on my face. It felt different, this feeling was strange, something I'm not familiar with. Ever since I came back here, knowing Venom was here as well awakened something in me, a feeling I couldn't figure out. But I was sure on one thing. This wasn't the end, WE'RE JUST STARTING.

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