Mafia's Little Rose

THREE

XAVION MIKHAILOV

I have been working with Rafael Cabello for a very long time and frankly speaking I have never seen the man so worried about anything. I think he loves his daughter a lot otherwise he won't be here at this hour.

I take a seat across from him in the living room and ask him if he wants to drink something to which he replies that he doesn't want anything. He is looking quite desperate to get his daughter back so without wasting time I ask him to tell me exactly what happened to his daughter.

"My daughter Rosalind was coming back from her college in her private car when suddenly a van stopped the car coming out of nowhere. That's all I found in the CCTV footage from a shop on that road. Because the rest of the footage is not available anymore. But I am sure that whoever was inside that van has taken my daughter. The driver of her car is also missing." He explains looking completely broken.

"I understand your situation but I would like to know why you need my help because you are the leader of the Spanish Mafia. So, you have plenty of power in your hands." I remark lighting a cigarette.

"King, I know I have power but when it comes to my daughter I can't think straight. Also, she doesn't have any idea about my business line. She only knows me as a businessman, not a Mafia leader." He replies making me curse aloud.

"Why do you guys act so crazy? It is the principle of every mafia family that every person in our family should know everything about our business. Then why did you hide from your daughter that you are a mafia leader? And that too, not any leader, but the world's largest Weapon Delivering Spanish Mafia Leader. Now, how am I supposed to help you because as per rule, We do not interfere in the affairs of those who do not know anything about our world. And your daughter is not above the rule." I declare getting up from the couch because the discussion is already done.

"We know that we can't tell you what to do but can't you at lease for once consider the girl's condition? She has autism and I hope you know what it means. I think we should help Mr. Cabello. It can be the people related to human trafficking Also, aren't you the one who want to punish the persons who still doing human trafficking business under your nose? You hate this line of business and want to destroy it completely so it's a great opportunity for you to attack them." Matteo says making me clench my fist tightly.

"Okay fine, start working on finding the location of the girl." I bark while the others nod their heads and head to look for as much as in formation they can collect. I turn around and motion Mr. Cabello to follow me to my office.

Upon arriving in the office, I sit down on my chair while he sits across from me. I ask him to give information about his daughter as well as the people she associates daily. He hands me a file which I open and the first thing that comes to my mind that I am seeing an angel by looking at his daughter's photo. This is the first time I have felt so much attraction towards someone, especially to someone who is looking too pure to even exist in this cruel world. Her ocean blue eyes are staring at my soul while her small rose petals like lips are calling out to me for tasting them. But the most fascinating thing about her is her dimple smile which can bright anyone's dull mood in a second.

"Rosalind looks exactly like her mother whom I didn't get to save in time. I don't want to repeat the same mistake before and that's why I am here asking for your help. Because there is no one powerful than you." Mr. Cabello says breaking me from my thoughts.

"What happened to your wife?" I ask.

"My wife got kidnapped along with our daughter Rosalind who was only four year old that time. I didn't get there on time and the culprits killed my wife but leave my daughter there beside her dead mother's body. It has put such a bad impact on my daughter's mind that she gets scared very easily. Not only that, she gets panic attack if she feels suffocated or too much scared of something. Her aunt and my wife's sister hates me for my line of business and still to this day curse me for killing her dear sister. I have tried a lot to make her understand that I haven't done anything but then realized that she is also right. Because if I wasn't involved with Mafia then may be the love of my life would be here." He replies with a heavy voice in which I can guess he still loves his wife as much he used to when she was alive.

"I am sorry hearing about your wife, Mr. Cabello. I will try my best to find your daughter as soon as I can." I let out hoping I can keep my promise.

To be honest, now I myself want to save the girl. Because I can't bear the thought of something bad happening to such innocent soul. Her eyes are enough to let me see how she is in reality. She shouldn't be in the hands of bad people but in a safe place. I don't know who kidnapped her but they are going to pay for even touching her.

"Bro, sorry for disturbing but Aron is in line." Noah says rushing inside the office and hand me his work related phone to me.

"Yes, Aron tell me what you have found." I say over the phone.

"Boss, the van is from Switzerland but it doesn't have any owner name registered. I think Matteo is right to say that it must be the work of human traffickers because they usually use vehicles without any owner details." Aron replies.

"That means we still don't have any clue where we can find Mr. Cabello's daughter. You and Noah keep trying to find the location because it's not a simple kidnapping for sure." I let out before giving back the phone to Noah who nods his head and leave from there.

"Is there something that you are not telling me, Mr. Cabello?" I ask when I notice he is fidgeting in his place.

"I have been getting threats for a few weeks from some of my enemies. I think they are behind this kidnapping." Mr. Cabello replies.

"Do you know their names?" I ask calmly although I am fuming inside.

"The Mexican Mafia leader is always envied of my weapon company and has tried numerous times to take over but couldn't succeed because of my men. He has threatened me that if I don't do what he is saying then he will take away my most precious thing." Mr. Cabello explains making full sense

"Although I am very pissed at you for ignoring the rules of Mafia but I am letting you go this time. However, don't think that I will show mercy on you next time." I remark glaring at him.

••••••

"f**k!" I hiss when blood starts coming out of my knuckles.

I am in my personal gym at the mansion throwing non-stop punches at the punching bag for a long time without realizing that my hands have started to bleed. For some reason, I am too angry to be around anyone as if any wrong move from anyone and I won't hesitate to kill that person.

I don't know why this is happening because there is no reason for me to be so riled up but here I am completely losing my mind on something I don't have any idea about.

I walk inside the washroom which is attached to the gym and run my hand under the water in the sink. Although the cuts are uncomfortable but my mind is occupied by the thought of Rosalind Cabello.

I have a long list of women in my life whom I have f****d but something about her is different. Maybe the kindness in her eyes or the way she smiles innocently not knowing how cruel this world is. I have only seen her in the photo but I can feel that she is an angel in disguise of human.

After the bleeding stop, I walk out of the washroom to find Matteo waiting by the treadmill. I raise an eyebrow at him because I wasn't expecting anyone to come here, especially him as I have sent him to look after the next drug shipment.

"What are you doing here so soon? Aren't you supposed to be in the base?" I ask while wiping the excess water off my hands with a small towel.

"Noah called you many times on your phone but you didn't pick up the calls. So, he informed me that he has the information on where Mr. Cabello's daughter could be." He replies perking my interest.

"Where is it?" I ask wearing the wifebeater that I have left on the treadmill.

"It's Coyoacan, a famous city of Mexico." He answers making me hum.

"Anything else?" I ask.

"Nope." He replies.

"Inform the pilot to get the jet ready. We will be leaving in two days. Also, I want you to take 2000 of our best men with us so if the situation occurs we will be able to take down whoever is keeping Mr. Cabello's daughter in their grasp." I order making him nod my head.