He shoves hard against me again and this time I let him go. He spat those words at me and I can see how angry and in turmoil he is over this.
“I can’t leave her be Dragna. I can’t.” He says while pacing back and forth scrubbing his hands over his head.
“You can and you will, and that’s a fucking order Lev. If you disobey me, I’ll step in as your fucking Pakhan. Do not make me have to do that.”
He looks at me like I’ve lost my mind, not even realising it’s him who’s losing it.
“An order.” He scoffs in disbelief.
“You’re giving me this as an order? Fuck you Dragna.” He spits on the floor at my feet and storms out of my office and a minute later I hear the lounge door slamming shut. I turn back to the computer screens to watch the cameras on Willow and Alina hoping Lev isn’t stupid enough to make his way to them. I’ll deal with him tomorrow when I have more fucking patience.
Willow has managed to escort a highly intoxicated Alina away from the guy she was dancing with and I watch them as each camera picks them up and they make their way upstairs to the booth’s. I grab my whiskey and decide to join them to find out what the hell is going on.
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“So am I barred just because Lev owns the place then?” Alina slurs her words at me as she knocks back another shot.
She can barely keep her eyes open and every two words she says has a hiccup between them. I take the next shot out of her hand before she has a chance to down it and ends up dying ofalcohol poisoning. The last thing I’d need to happen in my club tonight.
“No, you’re not barred, but surely you knew you’d provoke him by turning up here?”
“Ughh let a girl fucking live.” She says as she narrows her drunken eyes at me.
“You’re tormenting him. If you don’t want to be with him, fine, that’s your call, but making him suffer like this is a shit move. Just stay away from him and keep the drama out of my club.”
I know I’m being harsh, but I can’t have Lev falling apart as my Sovetnik.
“Ohh relationship advice from you? Funny. Tell me Dragna, when are you telling Willow the truth?” She says a little too loudly for my liking and I pin her with a look that says don’t start this bullshit now just as Willow makes her way back up the stairs with her friends in tow.
She called them to come pick Alina up and take her home and I couldn’t be more grateful that they have arrived as quick as they did.
“Girlssssss! I knew you’d come join me for a good time!” Alina shouts and she springs up from the booth, falling over herself while trying to make her way out to the girls. I grab her and steady her before she ends up on the floor. She tries to fight me for about thirty seconds before all but passing out in my arms. What has my life become?
“Ella’s boyfriend is outside in his car. He’s going to take all the girls back to our place. Can you bring her downstairs for us please?”
Willow strokes some of Alina’s hair from her forehead before bending down and grabbing her bag and shoes.
“Nice to finally meet you.” One of the three girls says while putting their coat over Alina to cover her up.
“I’m Mia, this is Ella and Gigi.”
I tip my head to them all before looking down at an unconscious Alina.
“If only it was under better circumstances.” I say gruffly as we all make our way downstairs.
We get outside and Ella points to her boyfriend’s car but just as we step foot on the road, two cars come screeching around the corner and stop directly behind where we’re walking.
I grind my jaw because I know these fucking cars and I already know it’s Lev who made the call.
Three Italian men jump out from the first car and one of them opens the door for none other than Marco and as Marco steps out, Ella’s boyfriend jumps out from his car and makes his way to us.
“What’s going on babe?” He says with an accent as he steps in front of Ella, guarding her as Marco approaches.
“I have no idea.” She responds and everyone watches as Marco continues to talk in our direction.
“Let’s get Alina in the car.” Willow says as she puts her hand on my arm to pull me in the direction of Tommy’s car.
“Is that my daughter in your arms?” Marco’s voice suddenly booms between him and us.
