One year later.
Dominick’s pov
I am fucking bored, it’s been two hours I am sitting in this hall listening to bullshit of these motherfuckers.
Becoming The King was worse decision ever, not like i had any choice. As a elder son i was going to inherit my father’s position anyway. one day i suddenly woke up from deep sleep and i was The King.
Thankfully my brother is with me, Alex. Since morning he is handling this hectic meeting and I can’t be more thankful.
My head really hurts whenever i argue with people and Alex always try to keep me away from people. He has strong reasons, of course.
“I assure you all that, They can’t do anything…”
Alex said in his authorities tone like a fine King he is. As twins we both share the throne. In mafia Twins share everything.
I am glad that we don’t have to share wife because his wife is another headache, I just can’t believe he married that woman, why?
“Russian are always active in our country and it’s getting frequent since he has came to the power… As a King it’s your responsibility to stop this…”
Here we go again, i hate these whiny people.
“We never faced it when your father was the king… I clearly told Mr. Marino that you are too young to be King, Alexander and look at your brother, he is not even interested in the conversation…”
Alex closed his eyes frustrated. We’ll, i am frustrated too but i won’t show it by my face. I show it by my actions. I simply pulled out my gun and shot the irritating man in the head.
Yes! I like this silence. No one disrespects my brother, not when he is working really hard.
Alex closed his eyes and ran his fingers through his hair when i shot the man.
I don’t regret, He was useless anyway.
“No one will disrespect my brother if you don’t want to end up like this…”
My voice boomed in the silent room.
“You all are worried about Russians… This problem will be solved before our next assembly… Dismissed!”
I ordered and everyone left the room quietly.
They call me psycho and i don’t care, may be i the psycho one. I just can’t stand irritating people.
“You had no reason to shoot him.”
Alex sighed.
I shrugged.
“He was talking too much… We are fucking kings, not kids… I am bored, i am going home.”
Alex sighed.
“Dom, are you okay?”
“What’s wrong with me?”
I asked.
He stopped for a second like he is thinking something.
“Nothing… I am going crazy here.”
He grabbed his coat from the armchair and patted on my back.
“Let’s go… I am tired too.”
“So you get tired too.”
I chuckled. He usually works like a robot.
“Off course… Don’t forget i am a man with family.”
He said.
“Is it my fault?”
I asked sitting inside the car.
“It was your choice to marry that crazy woman.”
“It wasn’t fault Dominick”
He replied.
“Bella is my life…”
Whenever he takes her name there is softness in his eyes and voice, i wonder what changed this playboy.
Alex was never a one woman man and now he is married with one child. This man is crazily in love.
“Hmm!.. suits you”
I said uninterested.
“What do you think about love?”
Alex asked, i don’t know why he is so interested in my opinion about love.
“Waste of time and energy”
I replied.
“And you really think i can stay with one woman… Come on man!”
I can’t even imagine about having a woman in my life. There is so much in my plate.
Last five years of my life are blur, i lost everything with my memory. I don’t know how i became Dominick from Damian. How did i became The King.
It frustrate me. Not knowing about my own life is frustrating.
I woke up one day and that’s it, everything was gone. They said i lost my memory in car accident.
“What are you thinking about?”
Alex asked.
“Just about my fucked up life…”
I sighed.
“If it wasn’t for you then i would have gone crazy…”
Alex has really supported me in my life.
“That’s what family does.”
He smiled.
“You are alive is the only thing matters to me…”
“I am fine, Alex and i will remember everything soon… Don’t worry.”
His smile dropped when i said this.
I don’t understand why he doesn’t want my memory to come back.
“I don’t want you to remember anything… Don’t force your brain. It’s not good for your health.”
He said.
I wonder what i don’t remember!
His phone rang and he smiled looking at the caller ID.
“Alexandra!”
He said in happy voice.
He loves his daughter, it’s so weird to see Alex as family man. It feels like yesterday he was a fuckboys and today he has wife and daughter.
I can see how much he loves his family.
“Chocolate ice cream is it?… Okay princess!”
He chuckled and disconnected the call.
“She wants chocolate ice cream”
He smiled.
“She is the only girl who makes you dance on her little finger.”
I chuckled.
“By the why did you name her Alexandra… Don’t tell me you wanted to be that typical father who names their child on his name.”
Alex’s smile disappeared.
“I didn’t name her…”
“Then who?”
I asked.
“Someone special!”
He looked out of the window like he wants to hide from me.
“Someone special?”
I asked. Who else is special to him and i have no idea about it.
“She was more like a sister to me…”
He sighed.
“She wanted to name my daughter Alexandra…”
“Who is this someone special, i don’t know about”
I questioned.
Alex looked at me like he is judging me.
“Grace!…”
He gulped.
“Her name was Grace!”
“Who the fuck is Grace?”
I asked, never heard of her.
“She is dead!”
He replied as his face filled with sadness.
I am not ready for his emotional breakdown. I have enough headache. She seems to be important for Alex if he is being emotional like this.
“Don’t know her and not even interested… I am going to sleep, it’s late…”
I got out of the car and directly went to my room.
I opened the door and as always i got the same feeling. I don’t know why but i always feel like there is something missing in this room. Like i am forgetting something.
Year has been passed and i still can’t understand this feeling.