THE MAFIA ALPHA'S HEARTSTRINGS

THIRD PERSON POV The scorching sun beat down on the deserted parking lot, casting a golden glow over the worn 1995 Toyota that sat alone in the vast expanse of asphalt. Grandma Lisa, an unassuming woman in her sixties, stepped out of the vehicle, her eyes scanning the surroundings cautiously. She approached a rusty old bus, its paint chipped and faded, and climbed aboard. Inside, Phillip, a seasoned agent in his forties, sat in the driver's seat, clad in black glasses and a matching leather jacket. He checked his watch, his expression stern. "You're late, Grandma Lisa, or should I say, Agent Ice Heart?" he said, his voice firm but hinting at a hint of amusement. Grandma Lisa smiled, and with a swift motion, removed her prosthetic face and hair, revealing Ana, a striking young woman in her twenties. Her determined look was unmistakable. "Sorry, Agent P," Ana said, apologetic. "I had to shake off some unwanted attention." Phillip handed Ana a folder from the glove compartment, his expression turning serious. "Congratulations, Agent Ice Heart. You've been selected for 'The One' infiltration project." Ana's eyes sparkled with excitement as she took the folder. "Thank you, Agent P. I won't let you down." Phillip's gaze narrowed. "See that you don't. Especially considering...your methods." Ana's eyes widened, and she exchanged a cautious glance with Phillip. "I did what I had to do, Agent P. I had to prove myself." Phillip's expression turned stern. "And the best way to do that was by pushing your sister down a flight of stairs?" Ana looked away, guilt and shame etched across her face. "I just wanted to be recognized, Agent P. I'm tired of being second-best." Phillip's voice remained firm. "Your methods are none of my concern. What matters is that you get the job done. In that folder, you'll find your new passport and ID. Henceforth, you shall be known as Katherina Valdez, a tomboy orphan girl from a small village with no educational background. Your mission is to seduce and gather substantial evidence against Joaquin Livera, aka 'The Alpha'." Ana's curiosity was piqued. "Why do they call him 'The Alpha'?" Phillip's expression turned grim. "You'll find out soon enough. For now, all you need to know is that he's a monster." Ana nodded, determination etched on her face. "Copy, Agent P." "You may leave now," Phillip commanded, and she quietly obliged. __________________________ Four months later, Ana, now disguised as Katherina Valdez, found herself in a precarious situation. She knelt on the ground, clutching a gunshot wound on her thigh, as Joaquin Livera loomed over her, rifle in hand. "The next bullet is going in your brain," Joaquin growled, his anger palpable. "I won't ask again, where are my gold bars?" Katherina trembled, fear creeping into her voice. "Alpha, I don't know. I'm innocent. Someone must have framed me." As a seasoned spy, Ana had faced her share of danger, but nothing had prepared her for this. She was Agent Ice Heart, second-best spy in North America, reduced to begging for her life from a ruthless criminal. " How was this even happening?. Why was she so scared of Joaquin?. Why did he subdue her so effortlessly?" These were questions Ana always asked herself but never quite got the answers, but there was one thing that was clear, she hated him for making her feel vulnerable. "You have till the count of three," Joaquin declared, his eyes glinting with malice. Katherina's blood ran cold. "Alpha, please," she begged, but Joaquin refused to be swayed. As the countdown began, Katherina closed her eyes, bracing for the impact. This wasn't how she envisioned her death – alone, and recognized only as second-best by her own father. How did her life get to this point? Ana's thoughts drifted back to her past, to the events that led her to this moment. She was born into a family with an identical twin sister, Ariana. While Ariana was the perfect daughter – kind, smart, and feminine – Aliana was the disappointment. The tomboy. The less pretty version. She had hoped her father would one day acknowledge her but at last that would remain a dream. A gunshot echoed through the warehouse, and Katherina's collapses to the floor. Finally her life had come to an end. **********************