Chapter 4 Who's the leader

"Maria's point of view,"

"Miss Blanco, I delivered the present box to the Bonano gang boss per your directions." Igor said as he walked into my office.

I nodded as I continued to read the invitation card that was put in front of me.

Igor has been following me around like a shadow ever since he caught sight of my ferocious appearance.

Why Uncle Boris does not believe that man's words are true is beyond me. He doesn't think the Bonano gang boss is the person who killed my father at all. However, I am fully aware that, that greedy man killed my father with such savagery to remove my father from the way so that he could take on the local mafia gang alone.

"Miss Blanco, are you certain you want to inherit your father's position?" Igor's voice interrupted my train of thought.

"Do you have an issue with me being Marco gang leader?" With my gaze fixed on his face, I asked.

"No, I didn't mean to imply that at all, but, while I have seen women working for the mafia, you seem to be the first woman to manage such a large gang." From the tone of his query, I gathered he was trying to uncover the covert motivation behind my decision to become a mafia boss. But I don't want to display the rage of retaliation that is consuming me in front of everyone.

"Why?

Do you have any reservations regarding my competence?" I arched my brows in his direction.

"No, not at all,You are a more ruthless and domineering leader than your father was, Miss Blanco; there's no doubt about it." It scared him when he saw the serious look on my face, so he tried to put an end to the conversation by complimenting me.

"Are you planning to be at the party tonight, Miss Blanco?" Uncle Boris inquired as he walked into the office.

I shrugged and said, "Yes, of course."

"Are you sure? This isn't a regular party?" Uncle Boris' voice sounded disappointed.

"Yes, I know well that this is not a typical party, but everyone from the underworld, including the gang leaders, will be there."

"Do you still intend to attend this party?" Uncle Boris cut me off mid-sentence before I could finish.

"Yes, I will undoubtedly attend this party." Looking at Uncle Boris, I said it firmly.

"You don't like the mafia or anyone connected to it, so why do you want to attend this kind of party?"

After all, why does Uncle keep criticizing my choice to attend that party?

"Mr. Boris, you are my father's personal assistant. And now that my father has left this world, I am the leader of this gang, and now you are my personal assistant; thus, under this, you have no right to criticize the choices I make. The better course of action would be for you to get ready for party this evening rather than waste your and my time with pointless queries." Uncle Boris is being severely affected by my statements, but if I hadn't said them, Uncle would never have permitted me to attend that party.

"Miss Blanco, as you wish." Uncle Boris spoke softly before leaving my office. Igor attempted to complain about my treatment of Uncle Boris, but when he noticed my harsh gaze, he quickly shut up and left.

A shimmering gold gown that stressed my curves flawlessly was my choice for the evening's party. My stiletto heels and cherry red lipstick complimented my appearance.

"Maria, I still want to caution you against entering." Uncle Boris's concerned voice caused me to reevaluate my choice as I was about to enter the party hall with him.

Is it truly worth it for me to enter this party hall?

Yes, without a doubt; after all, the person who killed my father will also be present at this party. Now that I have the opportunity, I will do whatever it takes to exact revenge on him for killing my father so brutally.

"Uncle, don't worry about me; I've given this party a lot of thought." As I walked into the hallway, I gave assurance with my gaze.

"Welcome, Miss Blanco!" As soon as I entered the party hall, the chairperson of the mafia union's voice resounded across the space with great joy.

Everyone in the party hall turned their attention to me as they listened to the chairperson.

"Hello, Miss Blanco. It's a pleasure to meet you." Some mobsters were staring at me with bewilderment, while others regarded me with lustful eyes as if I were a whore.

When I realized everyone was staring at me, I felt a wave of unease go over me, but I tried to hide it.

I must do everything in my power right now to quell the vengeful flame in my heart, and I will stop at nothing to exact my father's retribution.Who among the individuals in this gathering may be the Bonano gang's boss? Looking around the room, I tried to figure out which of the people would have the courage to kill a brutal gangster-like my father.

However, seeing any man in such a crowd made it impossible for my eyes to believe that he was the killer of my father.

After all, who is the Bonano gang's boss?

I have a group of mafia bosses around me who want to talk to me, but I have no interest in speaking with any of them. My focus is solely on finding the Bonano gang's commander so that I can use the same Wilson Combat I'd stashed in my purse to put a hole in his chest as soon as he appears.

"I've been expecting you for a while, and I'm glad you're finally here." I turned back as soon as I heard the chairperson's voice.

"What excuse do I have not to show up? You sent such a loving invitation to me, and I know well that you planned this party, especially for me."

Even though I still could not see the man's face, I had the impression that I had heard his deep voice previously while listening to him.

That's right, I've heard this voice before; it's the one that keeps ringing in my ears even now, years later.

"Alexander Sergin?

Is this you?" I asked loudly while remaining motionless in my position.

"Maria Blanco, after all these years, you've finally appeared in front of me."