Welcome to the airport

Alessandro~

The politicians sometimes needed the mafia to run elections, and they go for the best because every day someone rises as a mafia boss. To remain on top, you have to grab more power. The COSTA NOSTRA MAFIA was not the only mafia in the country; there are others lurking, waiting for the moment to rise to the top. Any little mistake, and you're gone, so you must keep them in check.

I have a rival mafia gang who are second to us and have been looking for opportunities to overtake us. Due to the fact that my father was still alive, most of the men still owe undying loyalty to him. They respected him and will protect his son with their life.

I saw Mikky's call and picked it...

"Hello, Mikky."

"Hello."

I know you will always sound cold, and if I didn't know you, I would think you are always like that. But let me just let you be before you tell me that I have started again, or you end the call.

So seeing as you called me, it means Cole already called you about the hangout.

"Yeah, he called me and said you started drinking heavily again and you are not in your right senses."

(Alessandro laughs so hard) I miss you, oh, you and that sense of humor. You are just indirectly telling me that I must be drunk to think you are going to follow me to Italy. But you know you have no choice, and you are stuck with me. So, like it or not, I bought the tickets, and I know you already packed your bag because you were the most organized among us.

I think Cole is very right for saying you are crazy. But anyway, hope it is a private jet because I can deal with those crowds... you know.

"Shut up, will you? Can you imagine what you are saying? What is so bad with girls flocking around you? I don't know why you won't just relax and have fun. You know it doesn't kill. The fact that you have not gotten over that girl is so amusing, like a whole Mikky, bad boy could not get over a girl. I wonder what you did to that girl that made her run away from you. It has been a month, and yet you guys didn't reconcile, and you didn't get over her.

Andro, let's not move to that topic. It is still a very sore topic, and like you said, it is just a month, and you know how much I liked her. So I am not in the mood right now to talk about it. So please let me be.

"Okay, peace out. Meet me at my house, see you later and take care, Mikky. Don't allow a girl to bring you down like this; I miss your spark. It is dulling by the minute."

"Bye, asshole."

I am so worried about Mikky; he seems off nowadays. The girl he dated, I wonder what caused the argument because he never told us. He just said they had an argument, and she left him and stopped picking his calls again. When Mikky was dating the girl, it reflected on his face how much he loved her. The way he talks about her and the smile in his eyes were evidence of how much he cared about her.

I rounded up the work I was doing and drove myself home to finish packing also. I got home and met Mikky and Cole on my sofa drinking wine and eating grilled meat. From the look of things, it seems this idiot has been at my house since morning, or maybe since they called me since they are grinning at me like fools. Anybody seeing us like this will think we are just normal average guys, but we were more than that. I got near Mikky and took a meat out of his plate, and he smacked me on the back of my head, telling me I was supposed to ask politely. I went upstairs and saw that they already packed my bag; that must be Mikky's work. I just checked and added a few more things to it and changed into casual clothes and went downstairs. I went into the kitchen and saw that they already did the dishes there and left a plate of grilled meat for me. I took the plate and came outside; their sitting position made me laugh. Mikky was lying down, and Cole was seated, and Mikky put his leg on Cole's neck, and they were on my smart TV, putting it in a wrestling match, not even looking up when I entered back.

I also took a seat and started eating my meat in peace, grateful for the distraction the wrestling match created. When I finished, I called my driver to come and pick us up by four as we were going on a plane and would not be able to drive the car back.

We were all Italian, so going to our country was a piece of cake for us, just that we all went there for different reasons, and Mikky and Cole don't usually discuss families with me.

We all rested, and I did the remaining dishes, and I told the guys to get dressed because if we are going to be following a first-class seat on the plane, we must look like one. Even if we don't look like businessmen, we can still look rich because we never know who we are going to meet.

The driver arrived, and we took our bags downstairs, and the driver loaded our boxes in the car. We all dressed well. I was in a vintage shirt with shorts and shades with a little cross on my neck. In fact, we were all wearing shorts and shirts with round inner tops and shades, also with only our shoes varying. I picked a palm, and Mikky was also putting on a palm, only Cole was putting on sneakers. We wore black or white shorts and colorful shirts, and we entered the car while the driver drove us up to the airport. We alighted with our bags and smiled when we saw "Welcome to the airport."

It has been a long time since we came together to do a thing like this.

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