Mafia's Little Rose

FOURTEEN

XAVION MIKHAILOV

The more I see this girl, the worse my mind becomes. She does what I don't like, but I can't even scold her for that. Everything is becoming messed up in my schedule life just because of a single girl. Now I really regret my decision of letting her stay in my mansion. Even my men are becoming too fond of her that I want to put a bullet on their forehead.

But I must say that this girl thinks very well for everyone. By seeing her, no one will say that she was kidnapped a few weeks ago. I shake my head and try to do my work while she plays around my cabin.

"Mr. Mikhailov?" Rosalind asks a few moments later.

"Hmm.." I let out without taking off my eyes from the presentation I am making.

"When can I resume my studies?" She asks making me look at her to see that she is already looking at me with hopeful eyes.

I remember the talk I had with Mr. Cabello about his daughter's studies but due to my workload, I forgot to tell Rosalind about my decision.

"You can continue your study but you have to do online classes. You can't go to your college." I reply and instantly her face drop.

"But why?" She asks in a small voice.

"Because I said so." I reply going back to my work.

"I want to study." She lets out making me look at her in confusion.

"Then do that." I retort.

"But I don't want to study online. I want to go to my college." Now she is really getting on my nerves.

"You will do as I am saying." I say looking straight into her eyes.

"You are a big meany." She yells making me bang the desk with my palms while she lets out a scream. I round the desk and trap her on the chair putting my hands on the sides.

"Keep my words carefully in your mind, this is my home, so what I want will happen here. You're only here because I gave you permission so don't even try to over smart me even by mistake. Got it?" I ask glaring at her while she keeps looking at me with teary eyes. But I am not going to turn into a softy just because she can't control her tantrum.

"If you understand my words, then you can leave from here. I have a lot of work to complete." I let out standing up while adjusting my cufflinks well.

She only nods her head and silently walks out of there making me sigh in relief. I really thought that she is not a brat but seeing her today, I am seriously doubting my own decision. I sit down in my place and start working on the presentation.

Maybe it's been three hours since I am working , but I can't take a break even if I want to. Because the day after tomorrow I have to go to London for an important meeting. Actually, I should have gone there a long time ago but duo to rescuing Mr. Cabello's daughter I had to postpone the meeting. Just as I am going to start on another presentation, my private phone starts ringing and when I look at the caller ID instantly a smile break out in my face.

"Как дела, сынок?" Mom asks in russian.

(How are you doing, son?)

"Я в порядке, мама. Скажи мне, как дела." I reply.

(I am fine, Mom. You tell how you are.)

"Я в порядке, и твой отец тоже. Но у меня к тебе одна претензия, сынок." She says making me confused.

(I am fine and your father too. But I have one complaint with you, son.)

"Какая жалоба? Насколько мне известно, я не сделал ничего, что могло бы вас рассердить." I remark.

(What's the complaint? As far as I know, I have not done anything that will make you angry.)

"Между прочим, всякий раз, когда я говорю с вами о замужестве, вы сердитесь, так что же новая девушка делает в вашем доме?" She asks making me realize that Graham must have told her about Rosalind.

(By the way, whenever I talk to you about marriage, you get angry, so what is a new girl doing in your house?)

"Ты действительно злишься из-за того, что в моем доме есть девушка? Мама, у него проблемы, и я позволил ему остаться здесь только на несколько дней." I answer rubbing my forehead.

(Are you really angry because there is a girl in my house? Mom, she is in trouble and I only let her stay here for a few days.)

"В чем проблема, что ему приходится жить с вами? До этого вы так сильно никому не помогали." She remarks sassily.

(What is the trouble that she is having to live with you? Before this, you have never helped anyone so much.)

I know that if I do not tell Mom everything now, she will reach here by tomorrow which I do not want at all. So, I start explaining to her so that she can understand why I am helping the girl so much. But by the time I told everything to mom, her anger has reached the seventh heaven.

"Have you punished those people?" She asks in a pissed tone.

"Matteo has punished them." I reply nonchalantly.

"Xavion Victor Mikhailov! You are the Mafia King, not Matteo so you should be the one to punish those scoundrels who thinks that they have the right to use women the way they want. I want you to show them that they can't do as they please, got it?" She says or should I say yell.

"Yeah, Mom I get it and don't worry I will as you want." I reply knowing well that when she uses my full name, it means she is damn serious.

I understand why mom is getting so angry. I have heard from her how she was kidnapped at a very young age and then sold in auction to a gang leader. But her luck was good because the gang leader who bought her showed pity on her and trained her to be an assassin.

Till date, there is no one better than my mother as an assassin and that's another reason why everyone around the world fears her. I may be the Mafia King but my mom's wish is like a command to me. So, if she wants me to punish the people behind the racket of human trafficking then I will fulfill her wish. I will punish them so badly that they will wish that they shouldn't have started this disgusting business in the first place.