A Lifetime With You by Athrhteera

Chapter

Alena

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I pulled the front door open, revealing Alexei standing with his arms tucked inside his pants' pockets. He was dressed for work in his white buttoned-down shirt and black slacks but a few of his buttons were undone. The last time I saw him was months ago and feeling betrayed by my own brother, I didn't miss him much but if he came here to make amends, I was willing to put my feelings aside.. "Alexei, what are you doing here?" I asked, frowning.

"I came to see you to talk. Can I come inside, or should we go somewhere else?"

I stepped aside, letting him in..

Matteo wasn't home because he was at work, keeping up the pretenses of his company for the sake of money laundering. In fact, it was a legal company, but nobody knew about the money except for his employees. They signed an agreement to keep it a secret. just didn't expect to see you here. How did you know where I live, anyway?"

"I have my ways." The cliché answer from anyone as mysterious as Alexei.

If I were to ask Matteo about the private things he knew, he was going to give me the same answer, too. People like them, in the mafia, they never told the truth about a lot of things especially if it involved their work activities. do you want coffee?"

I

"Right...

We made our way towards the kitchen, and I served him a cup of coffee, it felt needed to at least get him something to drink. "Thank you, Alena."

We kept quiet for a while as he took a seat near the kitchen island. I was waiting for him to start talking about whatever he wanted to talk but he was taking his time-I didn't want to rush him or anything so, I kept quiet. your husband home?" He asked, putting the cup down.

"Is "No, he's at work. Is s something the matter, Alexei?" "I just came to

..

to see my little sister. I don't want to see him," he replied before grabbing my hand, caressing the back of it.

Honestly, I missed when we were younger because things were simple. We didn't have a lot to think about. All we knew was fun and enjoyment but now we couldn't stop thinking about our future, about our lives. We had to push aside our sibling bond. We had to be more selfish.

"Do you really hate him that much? Did he ever cross you in the mafia or is it just a Russian and Italian thing? Do you really not like him, or you just don't like him because he's Italian?" I asked, crossing my arms. "A little bit of both." He smiled.

He's actually a decent person

saying that

shook my head, "You and Papa were planning up to marry me to Viktor. You, out of everyone, knew just how much I wanted my own control in life. Why didn't you stop him, Alyosha? Why did you let

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the Bratva first. Besides, Viktor is a good man. He's Russian and if he does anything to hurt you, we'd hurt him first. He'd never do anything crazy. "That's what you

you need to make sacrifices. You can't have your career and a happy life at the same time. Sometimes, you need to think about more than just yourself." "That's wher where you're wrong "You don't get to family you're born into. And you don't get to say that either because you married an Italian mafia. What do you expect for your children? To not take over Matteo when the time comes? He has a big responsibility, Alena." "When you have a

my ear. "I never wanted anything to do with the Bratva. I didn't ask to be a part of

of my own-they weren't going to

know that's a lie, little

out,

way to my house to

do you

could talk just like how we used to when we were younger. You need someone rational in your life. I don't know what lies Matteo has been feeding

Your

is a liar. A

They weren't regular pictures. They were wedding pictures of Matteo

throw him out, he placed his phone on the island. My eyes wandered down to the

looked content as they kissed, and I felt as I was being betrayed. I swiped to find another picture of them kissing on a secluded beach. It was clear because he had a band on his finger in every single photo and so did, she. She had dark blonde hair and beautiful features. She was probably Italian, too. But

tell you he was married?" He asked, shoving the phone closer

old pictures. They're

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I

was the truth. I felt betrayed but I didn't have the right to. She was probably an important part in his life before he knew

"I

need to hear this from

lot of investigating to check up on him. It was hard to find

He continued, "So, what did he promise you when you married him? Because as far as I could tell, your marriage isn't valid. He's still married to someone else. And for someone who's a Catholic, I don't think he's allowed to

to you that men in the mafia are not really good men? Some of them are but you get my point. They're not saints. We're

you can leave the way

It's better you know now than continuing to fall for a man who's too in love with someone

can leave." I spoke through gritted

at me for a few seconds before walking out the door. As soon as I heard the front door closing shut, I began to let the tears escape. I fell