Time: 6:30-7:30 A.M.
Location Mossos-DiVale Estate
Interacting With: The entire family
There was an all too familiar feeling that Alexandros was experiencing as he opened his eyes, laying in his king-sized mattress. When he opened up those piercing blue eyes of his, Alexandros first saw his beige wallpaper, a golden and yellow ceiling fan hovering over him, spinning away as it sent a cool breeze to his face. A yawn escaped his mouth as he struggled with the decision to wake up or not. His head turned to the left of him where he saw his alarm clock. It read that it was just five minutes past six-thirty. The sun had barely started to rise along the horizon, and Alexandros really didn’t want to get up.
Mondays have always been a struggle for him. He never was a morning person, and he especially wasn’t a Monday person. The very thought of waking up early in the morning ruined any good mood he might have had about his day. Truth be told, if Alexandros could just wake up any time past noon, that would be preferred. But of course, as a Mossos, Alexandros was always forced into the thought process that you had to be up before the sun was, even if Alexandros barely got three hours of sleep the night before.
The past week was a bit of a busy one for Alexandros. Taking aside that mess of a beach party last Monday night, and Alexandros having quite the time what Sierra Jameson. Taking aside that he quite possibly had the greatest sex since Audrey, or even Viola. Yes, taking aside that wonderful night, Alexandros was busy that entire week. He hadn’t texted anyone that went to Beverly Hills High except for Viola. They got together for a small sushi date, and may or may not have had sex. Alexandros’ memory of Tuesday night was kind of foggy. Perhaps it was the amount of drugs and alcohol he took. Regardless, that day - and the ones that followed - seemed to have escaped his recollection. But that wasn’t even the wildest part of his week last week. The weekend proved to be especially crazy during the nights that he was out on the streets of Beverly Hills. He won some and lost some, but that wasn’t really the worst part. The parties that came afterwards and all of the
good times that he had with various women, Alexandros surely kept busy. He wouldn’t come home until the wee hours of the morning.
And that’s what brings us to last night/this morning.
Alexandros, in his bed, eyes moving away from the alarm clock, and to his right. What did his blue eyes move to? Well, there was the back side of a blonde woman in his range of sight. Alexandros would simply chuckle minimally as she would turn and tussle, her body switching to the other side, and her eyes - and everything below it - being revealed to him. Alexandros smiled this time. About half of a minute later, when she would start to groan, the blonde would open her eyes, looking at Alexandros as the Mossos teen was laying down on his pillow, his blue eyes looking at her.
“What time is it?” she asked, wiping her eyes to get the dust from her eyes out. She yawned.
“Almost seven.” Alexandros said doing the same thing.
“How late were we at it?” She asked, starting to get herself to get into an up-right position.
“Who knows? I don’t necessarily keep track of the time.” Alexandros said.
“Yeah, I know,” she laughed, “can’t believe you talked me into staying last night. My step-mom’s gonna have my ass for this, you know that right?”
“Come now, you just let me tell her some little lie, and he won’t be mad at you. I’ll just say we were studying or something.”‘You, Alexandros Mossos, studying? Are you trying to get me into even more trouble?”
Alexandros smirked at her last comment.
“Perhaps.” he laughed.
She punched him lightly, and finally got up, her bare chest hanging freely. She was searching for her shirt, to which she finally got up to search for. Alexandros was smirking as he watched the wonderful view of her butt. “I can feel you staring at my ass.” she commented.
“And what a beautiful ass it is.” he said, smirking.
She shook her head, and found her clothes. She started to put them on. First her golden-white blouse that seemed to be made from a silk-like fabric. Once she got it on, her black pants came next. She found her gold high heels, and sat on the bed as she would slip them on. Alexandros, wearing nothing but a pair of black boxer shorts, made his way to her, kissing her neck. “Alexandros, please. If you don’t let me, I won’t be able to resist, and I won’t leave.”
“Good. Let’s go another round.” Alexandros said, his light pink lips kissing her neck even deeper.
“Damn it Mossos, why must you--” Before she could finish, the door to Alexandros’ large room opened.
“Alex! Father’s been--” Said Ava, Alexandros’ little sister. She saw him in a rather compromising position with a blonde.
“Viola, what are you - you know what, I don’t want to know.”“Oh, hey Ava. I hope your summer treated you well?”“Yeah, it was peachy.” Ava brushed her aside,
“Alex, father’s been calling for you for ten minutes. He wants to see you.”“Can’t it wait?” Alexandros annoyingly asked, looking at Ava.
“You know how he gets when he’s kept waiting. It’s best not to, Alex.” Ava said, eyes trying to avoid Viola.
“go do your family thing, Alexandros. I need to get home myself.” Viola said, winking at Alexandros before giving him a kiss on the cheek. She got up, and headed for the door, walking past Ava, who was giving her the stink eye. Viola noticed of course, but she didn’t say anything in response. She simply left, and went home.
Alexandros sighed, looking at Ava.
“Go ahead and say it.”“Say what?”“I know you want to lecture me again. So, go on and give me today’s lecture.”“It’s not my business what you do. You’re entitled to your choices.”“But?”“But, did it really have to be her? Of all women, you had to choose the one woman that absolutely disgusts me?” Ava sounded deeply worried for her brother.
“You mean Vio? I wasn’t aware you two had drama amongst you two.” Alexandros raised an eyebrow.
“We don’t. I mean, I don’t necessarily hate her. She just rubs me the wrong way. Something about her face.” Ava wasn’t making any sense, she knew that.
Alexandros looked at her and shrugged.
“Whatever. Tell father I’ll be down after I shower and get cleaned up.”“Fine,” she said, about to leave his room,
“just don’t keep him waiting.” she told him.
Yes, wouldn’t want to keep father waiting. Alexandros sighed as he would head towards his shower, and wash off the feeling of annoyance he was already feeling from
During the entire time he was in the shower, Alexandros had been dreading talking with his father. Even when he was washing his hair, his body, rinsing his hair and body off, Alexandros was dreading what his father, the mighty Baltazar Mosos, would want. He sure knew that his father didn’t want to ask how he was doing. Nowhere in the time that he had been Balt’s son did Alexandros ever hear anything like that. He showed his love, but in various, unconventional ways. So, it wasn’t like he wanted some kind of chit-chat. If he sent Ava to get him, then that meant that Alexandros was either in for it big time or there was something important he needed to talk to him about it.
Well, Alexandros would soon find out.
Within twenty minutes, Alexandros had gotten out of the shower, completely dried himself from head to toe, did all the usual things he did in the morning: brush his teeth, do his hair, put on arm deodorant, and finally pick out his
outfit of the day. He had black pants, a black, button-up shirt, and a gray, jacket. He also had black shoes. Along with his sunglasses, Alexandros was ready to head downstairs, mind somewhat on what Balt wanted. Whatever it was, he would soon enough.
As would make his way into the
kitchen, which had several members of the ktichen and cleaning staff passing by. There were maids, butlers, the kitchen staff all passing by. It was the norm. If it wasn’t like this, Alexandros would be severely worried that someone died or something bad had happened. As he walked around, his eyes would scan for his mother and sister. Looking towards the dining room, he saw that his mother, Adiranna, and his sister, Ava, were both enjoying a breakfast. As he smiled, he walked towards them. He saw the lack of his father. He was partially releived, but wondered where Baltazar could have run off to?
“Morning mother, you look lovely as always.” Alexandros gave his sweet mother a kiss on the cheek. She gave him one back. Alexandros took a seat next to Ava, who was enjoying some Cereal and an apple. His mother was enjoying some eggs, a couple of bread rolls, and a cup of red wine.
“And you look like shit.” Adrianna said bluntly.
“Yeah, I guess so.” Alexandros didn’t fight her there. She was right.
“Rough night?”“Rough week.” Alexandros sighed.
“It’s cause you’re choosing all these loose women.” Ava nearly choked on her food.
“Careful dear, you don’t want to die.”Ava looked both at Alexandros and Adrianna. She couldn’t believe what her mother just said.
“I can’t belie-- ah, fuck it.” Ava just decided not to say anything more about it, and went back to her cereal.
Alexandros raised an eyebrow to his sister, but just shrugged it off.
“So, where’s father? Ava here said he wanted to see me.”“He’s in his study.” Adrianna’s tone suddenly got tense, and almost angry. Alexandros caught onto it and so did Ava, but neither of them said anything about it.
“Alright, guess I’ll head there now.” Alexandros sighed, getting up as he grabbed a sweet bread roll, and went to his father’s study. It wasn’t far from the kitchen, only about a five minutes or so away. It wouldn’t take him that long, though, because Alexandros knew a shortcut. So, the time he would have spent walking all across the house to get to his father’s study was cut in half, and within three minutes, he was outside his father’s study. He knocked a few times.
“Father?” Alexandros called out through the door.
“It’s unlocked.” Baltazar said.
Alexandros walked in, opening the wooden door, and walking into the
study, and saw his father sitting at his desk, staring at his son as he would come in. Alexandros didn’t know what was going on, but he saw his father sitting there, looking at him with the most serious of looks that he had ever seen his father have. Whatever was happening, Alexandros knew it couldn’t be good. He simply sighed.
“You wanted to see me?” Alexandros took walked closer to the desk.
“That I did.” Baltazar confirmed.
“Well, here I am.” “Indeed you are,” Baltazar laughed, gesturing Alexandros to take a seat. He did, and Balt got up.
“So, tell me, my son, what have you been up to?” Baltazar, to Alexandros’ surprise, asked about how he was.
“What have I been up to?” Alexandros felt that he needed to echo the question.
“Yes. Surely you have been doing something, even if it’s simply going out every night, and having your fun on the streets.”Alexandros sighed.
“Well, you already know that I like to race.”“And the girls?”“Must I go into detail?” Alexandros would prefer not to.
“Fine, fine.” Balt laughed. Taking a seat the chair across from Alexandros, he looked at his son,
“okay, then how about we talk about your involvement with with The Athens Gambling Ring." Baltazar said.
Alexandros looked at his father.
“What about it? I run a few small-time operations.” Alexandros shrugged it off.
“Yes, and while I’m much impressed with how well their going, I am also aware that there was an incident last Tuesday.” Baltazar said, surprising Alexandros as the latter shifted in his chair.
“What do you know about it?” Alexandros inquired.
“I know that the police are looking into it, and that the rape of that young girl is going to be a problem.”“What rape?”“Come now Alexandros. I know you’re irresponsible at times, but you can’t be forgetful about something that important, can you?”Alexandros looked at his father for a moment. He actually thought that he was joking?
“Father, Tuesday was a long day for me. By before sundown that day, I barely remember anything that went on.” Alexandros confessed.
“I see,” Baltazar bit his lip,
“okay, if you don’t remember, then perhaps it’s for the best. It’s not like anyone is going to really care for some girl from West Beverly Hills High.” Baltazar cruelly said, and even crueler, laughed.
“What girl?” Alexandros asked, looking to his father for an answer.
“Oh, what was her name? Something that started with a B. Brenda? Blanca?”“Bianca?”“That was it. Bianca Salazar. Didn’t you know her?” Baltazar said.
“For a short minute, yeah.” Alexandros recalled.
“I wouldn’t worry. You’re obviously not that foolish.” Balt said.
“Yeah..” Alexandros said, laughing it off. Truth be told, he wasn’t even sure if he was there or not, or if he had anything to do with Bianca or not.
"In any case, you best get off to school.” Baltazar said, shooing his son off.
“Fine.” Alexandros got up, and left his father’s study. Though the thought of who did that to Bianca was strong in his mind, he couldn’t let himself get plagued by it. He grabbed the keys to his Ferrari, got his bag that was hanging on a hook by the door, and left for school. Whatever happened, Alexandros would simply have to put it out of his mind until more time passed for him to gather more of his memory from that night.
Most of the morning periods had been spent as Alexandros usually spent them. The teachers talked, he didn’t pay attention, but got by each one. When the first ended, he would head to the second. When the second ended, he headed to the third - and so on and so forth until lunch period came rolling around. By then, Alexandros had spent most of the morning occasionally thinking about Bianca and that whole situation. Did he do it? And if he didn’t, did someone close within his operation do it? If not them, then perhaps someone who was at one of his operations. He spent most of his time thinking about that.
As he was roaming the hallway, obviously not letting it show that he was deeply troubled, Alexandros put on his usual, trademark, I’m-better-than-you-and-I-own-these-halls-but-not-really smirk, he caught Sierra from across the way. He saw the way she was rocking her hips. It wasn’t exactly how Audrey used to do that for him, but Alexandros had to admit it that she had a certain way about her hip movement. It was somehow on par to what Audrey did. Added to that she shot him a wink and he saw her licking her lips. He smirked, shooting her his own look. Of course, being subtle about it. Didn’t want people finding out.
Just as Alexandros was about to head for some lunch, he caught the glimpse of some Asian guy grabbing Sierra all of a sudden -well, that aside, this guy was shirtless. Not the oddest thing to be seen at school, but this guy grabbed Sierra. That bothered Alexandros somewhat. It bothered him enough to take his mind off of what he was thinking about, and
formally introducing himself to this guy. Doing just that, Alexandros followed them without raising any suspicion to him.
Alexandros made sure to be sneaky about it - well, as sneaky as Alexandros Mossos could be. Regardless, he followed them to a janitor’s closet.
“Really original.” Alexandros simply rolled his eyes as he saw the door close. He heard a click. It must be locked. Alexandros shrugged, and simply knocked a few times. It wasn’t loud for anyone nearby to hear, but loud enough for Sierra and Asian dude to hear it.
