Antonio
"You know I hate being called in this early" My underboss Xanders says as he sits in the chair across from me.
"Yeah well, I needed a plan on something and I couldn't ask my brother seems how he's just arrived back from Italy. In a foul mood" I point out.
"Of course. What's going on?"
"I've got the casinos usually standard inspection today and I have to be present but I need you to pick a guy up for me"
"Go on" he says casually sitting in the chair eating a mars bar.
"Jerry Harrison."
"And who is he may I ask?"
"An idiot with a problem"
Jerry Harrison is an addict. Drugs, alcohol and gambling.You name it, he's probably done it. The idiot decided it be best to take a gamble in my casino last night and raked up a good amount of debt. He's been told to not enter unless he knows he can pay after his tab is cleared and yet the CCTV footage showed a clear image of him thinking he can walk away.
Not for much fucking longer.
"What's he done?"
"He tried to put his hands up 3 waitresses skirts and didn't clear his $23,000 debt that's been building the last 3 months."
"Which waitress?"
"Naomi, Steph and Kat"
"Motherfucker!"
It isn't a secret that my best friend and underboss has a thing for Naomi the waitress who wears trousers instead of skirts and dresses like she prefers to be kept hidden instead take in the tips.Across US Blues casino is in 9 states and brings in a lot of money that I don't even need.
"Chill your horses. I want him found, alive and in my office at Blues before sundown"
"Yes boss"
"And Xander"
"Yeah?"
"I'll let you throw a few punches in" I tell him which earns me a grin.
My phone rings the moment he leaves the office with my father's name on it.
"Afternoon" he says as I answer the phone."Afternoon pops"
"How's the deal with the Jamesons?"
The Jamesons are the ones who put a hit on ruining our reputation in the hotel and casino industry. As much as I would love to just be a boss in our world, we can't have the feds and every other government supply in our back pockets to look the other way without having a few legit businesses."His Secretary is...or wasn't cooperative and he just disappeared"
My father chuckles on the other end of the phone. We have a close net family and that includes me my two brothers and sister.
Me and Maximus are twins but he didn't want to be boss, so when I took over from my father he became my Capo. I took over the family lineage when I was 24 but had been training since I was in my early teens to prepare for whatever it was that I needed to be doing.
I still went to school and college, graduated with business and finance which pleased my father but I also learnt how to fight and use skills no one at the age of 15 should be learning.
"That's my son. Did they finalise the deal eventually?"
"Yes. Eventually but then I found out that the business was running low with improvements and deals so we're closing all of them down, renovating them and opening up as Diamond casino"
"Sounds good. And Maximus?"
"He returned in a foul mood. As always" I tell him with my own chuckle.
My brother and I think too alike. When we were growing up he would be the planner and I'd be the one to do it.My other brother Nico is who everyone trains against. He's one of our top fighters and he's a damn well good fighter. He spent 4 years cage fighting and has only ever lost once.
Bastard claimed he had the flu.
Doesn't like to admit to defeat.My sister on the other hand is a tad more social, she loves everyone and everyone loves her. She's just turned 20 and loves to bake. designing cakes and new baking ideas are her thing but god does the woman enjoy spending so much money.
"Your Grams will be with us in a week and then we will be attending the Gala the following day. Your mother wants to know-"
"No. I have not found a woman and no I do not plan on finding a woman. Nor do I plan to tell mom I have found a woman"
"Antonio Alexander Rosa!"
"Hi mom" I say with a sheepish sigh.
Fuck."You aren't getting any younger" She says softly but my mother means business and the amount of women she has set up for me is beyond me.
"I'm 30. I'm not that old" I try to explain but of course I can already tell her brain clocks are ticking and I'll be expecting to hear from someone soon.
"Baby. Your my first born"
"Technically speaking mom me and Max are"
"Yes but you're 3 minutes older as you very well like to remind the poor bugger" she laughs.
After ending the call with my parents which didn't seems that long but was actually 40 minutes, that includes going over business ideas and plans for the next project and what we're looking at doing about the Russians as well, a knock sounds on my door.
"What?" I shout and then I'm met with a semi conscious Jerry who staggers into my office.
"Mr- Mr Rosa please"
"Please what" I ask as I place both my arms on my desk with a smile.
"I- I didn't mean no harm" he stutters but his words mean nothing.
"Didn't mean no harm? 3 of my employees get there ass smacked by your filthy hands and then you leave after knowing you owe us a good amount of fucking money. Do you think I'm that fucking stupid to not find your drunken ass?"
"No. No please give me time I'll phone around. I'll-"
"You'll what because from the looks of your financial situation...your pretty damn fucked"
"My daughter. Please my daughter will pay it"
How the fuck does he get by in life if he rests on his daughter for support.
"How? Because I don't think you even have a daughter do you?"
"Yes. I do. Please I do. She moved away 2 years ago but I know she will help me" he says pleasingly.
If I didn't know any better I'd assume the man would piss himself."And where is this daughter and what do you suppose I do?"
"Money. Marriage whatever clears the debt. And England she moved to England" he reply's so fast
"England. I don't do marriage so the debt will have to do. But if I find out you've been lying to me and you have no daughter I swear to every fucking thing you love, I will find whatever rock you have crawled into again and I will make you pay"
"Please. Just let me go. Please okay her name is Daisy Harrison. She's 25 years old and she lives in England. Where I don't know but I'm telling you the truth"
"72 hours. Be in my office in 72 hours and if your not-"
"I get it okay I get it"
DaisyEverything seems to go well these days.My job has been relaxing to a degree. I love the feel of walking down each aisle, running my fingers along the spine of books and feeling like I have the world at my feet.Some parts of my life I wish would stay hidden which is why I ended up in central London.It's busy and I more than likely have a higher chance of getting hit by a car than ever seeing my father again which is a disturbing bonus if I might add."Daisy doo" C.J. shouts as I head through the door. It's September which in London means the weather is short old. Thankfully we had a good summer but now it seems like the rainy season is about to hit.Big time."Yeah?" I shout back. We share a 2 bedroom place and half all bills which works well for us. C.J. works at the doctors as a mental health nurse whereas I work at our local 3-floor library."You have a package. It's a big package today" she says which is still bizarre. Yesterday I received a bracelet in the mail. Expensive
Just before we arrived at her place of home I told myself it would be a quick proposal of what I wanted and then I would leave.Money was supposed to be the main idea, but then I saw her and I couldn't pass off the opportunity to get her with my ring on her finger. It was a quick decision I shouldn't have made. I like my life the way it is and I have always said I don't want nor do I need a woman to change that lifestyle. I assumed with my aura and power radiating everywhere that she would obey and agree but what I didn't expect was for her to not give a rat's ass about her father.The man raised her if all that he says is correct. We didn't do an extensive search on her background just her details and where she lived just to make sure he wasn't a lying son of a bitch on top of being a thieving bastard. "Did you manage to get it?" I ask my brother as we get back in the car."By get it do you mean her phone and her friend's phone signal to hack into?""Yeah that," I say to Max as I
DaisyThe last 3 weeks have gone by quickly. What on earth has my father gotten me into?Week one wasn't so bad.I spent the first few days numb to the idea of becoming someone's wife.Let alone that someone be an asshole and self-absorbed. Then the package showed up on my doorstep a few days later.It was A book on the Mafia which threw me for a loop.Mafia?He's in the Mafia.I wonder what he does for the families.And a singular black rose with the thorns cut off and a note which read:"See you in 3 weeks Princess"I didn't do a lot the first few days after that but I did continuously think about the pros and the cons of this. More cons than anything else.-Week two I had become a nervous wreck.Work was going by quickly which meant the day was nearing an end and my nerves couldn't handle the stress or pressure my father had put me under. So eating has become my favourite thing.C.J. has done nothing but soothe me, making me feel like I have options but I know that deep down I don
Antonio Yesterday was spent waiting for confirmation that Daisy had picked her dress and at the very last minute she had picked a dress.She barely spoke to me on the way to the manor and once we did arrive, she asked where she was sleeping and then made her way over there. I didn't see him at all yesterday which was fine by me.She must be expecting to be sleeping in her own room but as of tonight, my wife will be with me. In our room in bed with me."You ready?" My dad asks me as I stand at the chapel waiting for my bride to head down here to me."It's arranged. It means nothing""Me and your mother were in an arranged marriage and look at us" he says while smirking at me. At his age, he's still a handsome chap and I would say that because I look exactly like him."Jesus. Fuck I didn't know that" I say as I look at the door again."My only bit of advice is to be faithful son. Arranged or not she wasn't in the wrong. It was her father's doing and she's paying a hefty price for it""
Daisy"What happened to your hand?""I had an accident when I was 14. I had to have stitches but my stupid ass went and picked at them which made it scar" I laugh. The memory of itself is pointless. It's hurtful and it reminds me of a time when I couldn't defend myself."What kind of accident?""It doesn't matter. I learnt my lesson after that. Briefly"We travel in silence for the remainder of the drive, his hand stays on my covered thigh and my hand stays on top of his but it still feels awfully heavy with tension.-The night is full of his family dancing and mingling, Antonioni's Nieces and Nephews running around and doing exactly what children love to do.The music stops briefly before the MC comes on to ask for the bride and groom to attend the dance floor for their first dance as Mr and Mrs.Surely he knows it isn't real. This isn't what neither of us wanted and I will be sure to give my father exactly what I think of him tomorrow or whenever I see the sorry excuse for a man."
Daisy"I screamed so loudly that I'm sure our neighbours could hear. They often phoned the police for disputes. They never really saw me because I couldn't attend school much due to injuries and pain when I couldn't walk, so they assumed I was his wife or something. The police would show up and I'd be locked in my room so I try not to use locks if I can help it. They never did anything. I learnt how to stitch up wounds because more often than not, Jerry would come home and would need some form of treatment.I didn't know what else to do with my spare time and when he would split my skin I'd spent countless hours cleaning it and attempting to stitch it but when I'm right-handed and try doing it with my left I could never get it right so I messed up."Grabbing my hand, the same hand he examined earlier, he shakes his head and speaks. Finally."He stabbed you?" Antonio asks while trying to hold some form of rage in."Twice. The second time he was stone-cold sober actually but I'd just co
AntonioAfter hearing her story on how she was basically held a prisoner by her own father and mind, the way she was let down by the system that should have been there for her, protected her and caught on to what was happening, the people she thought she could trust. I knew I needed to let some anger out but I didn't want to take it out on her so I decided to give her something she would like.For some reason, knowing that she was taken care of and happy made me feel at ease. I wanted to do something that might help her.And if that was to go out and buy any books she wanted then so be it. It didn't matter if she picked 3 or 300 I will be having my office sorted tomorrow and I will be having her join me whenever I'm in there.I kept telling myself I didn't want to love or get to know her and I don't deny the obvious lie I'm telling myself but I can't deny the attraction here. Her body was ramrod stiff throughout the wedding day and I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Was it too ma
AntonioAfter hearing her story on how she was basically held a prisoner by her own father and mind, the way she was let down by the system that should have been there for her, protected her and caught on to what was happening, the people she thought she could trust. I knew I needed to let some anger out but I didn't want to take it out on her so I decided to give her something she would like.For some reason, knowing that she was taken care of and happy made me feel at ease. I wanted to do something that might help her.And if that was to go out and buy any books she wanted then so be it. It didn't matter if she picked 3 or 300 I will be having my office sorted tomorrow and I will be having her join me whenever I'm in there.I kept telling myself I didn't want to love or get to know her and I don't deny the obvious lie I'm telling myself but I can't deny the attraction here. Her body was ramrod stiff throughout the wedding day and I couldn't quite put my finger on it. Was it too ma
Daisy"I screamed so loudly that I'm sure our neighbours could hear. They often phoned the police for disputes. They never really saw me because I couldn't attend school much due to injuries and pain when I couldn't walk, so they assumed I was his wife or something. The police would show up and I'd be locked in my room so I try not to use locks if I can help it. They never did anything. I learnt how to stitch up wounds because more often than not, Jerry would come home and would need some form of treatment.I didn't know what else to do with my spare time and when he would split my skin I'd spent countless hours cleaning it and attempting to stitch it but when I'm right-handed and try doing it with my left I could never get it right so I messed up."Grabbing my hand, the same hand he examined earlier, he shakes his head and speaks. Finally."He stabbed you?" Antonio asks while trying to hold some form of rage in."Twice. The second time he was stone-cold sober actually but I'd just co
Daisy"What happened to your hand?""I had an accident when I was 14. I had to have stitches but my stupid ass went and picked at them which made it scar" I laugh. The memory of itself is pointless. It's hurtful and it reminds me of a time when I couldn't defend myself."What kind of accident?""It doesn't matter. I learnt my lesson after that. Briefly"We travel in silence for the remainder of the drive, his hand stays on my covered thigh and my hand stays on top of his but it still feels awfully heavy with tension.-The night is full of his family dancing and mingling, Antonioni's Nieces and Nephews running around and doing exactly what children love to do.The music stops briefly before the MC comes on to ask for the bride and groom to attend the dance floor for their first dance as Mr and Mrs.Surely he knows it isn't real. This isn't what neither of us wanted and I will be sure to give my father exactly what I think of him tomorrow or whenever I see the sorry excuse for a man."
Antonio Yesterday was spent waiting for confirmation that Daisy had picked her dress and at the very last minute she had picked a dress.She barely spoke to me on the way to the manor and once we did arrive, she asked where she was sleeping and then made her way over there. I didn't see him at all yesterday which was fine by me.She must be expecting to be sleeping in her own room but as of tonight, my wife will be with me. In our room in bed with me."You ready?" My dad asks me as I stand at the chapel waiting for my bride to head down here to me."It's arranged. It means nothing""Me and your mother were in an arranged marriage and look at us" he says while smirking at me. At his age, he's still a handsome chap and I would say that because I look exactly like him."Jesus. Fuck I didn't know that" I say as I look at the door again."My only bit of advice is to be faithful son. Arranged or not she wasn't in the wrong. It was her father's doing and she's paying a hefty price for it""
DaisyThe last 3 weeks have gone by quickly. What on earth has my father gotten me into?Week one wasn't so bad.I spent the first few days numb to the idea of becoming someone's wife.Let alone that someone be an asshole and self-absorbed. Then the package showed up on my doorstep a few days later.It was A book on the Mafia which threw me for a loop.Mafia?He's in the Mafia.I wonder what he does for the families.And a singular black rose with the thorns cut off and a note which read:"See you in 3 weeks Princess"I didn't do a lot the first few days after that but I did continuously think about the pros and the cons of this. More cons than anything else.-Week two I had become a nervous wreck.Work was going by quickly which meant the day was nearing an end and my nerves couldn't handle the stress or pressure my father had put me under. So eating has become my favourite thing.C.J. has done nothing but soothe me, making me feel like I have options but I know that deep down I don
Just before we arrived at her place of home I told myself it would be a quick proposal of what I wanted and then I would leave.Money was supposed to be the main idea, but then I saw her and I couldn't pass off the opportunity to get her with my ring on her finger. It was a quick decision I shouldn't have made. I like my life the way it is and I have always said I don't want nor do I need a woman to change that lifestyle. I assumed with my aura and power radiating everywhere that she would obey and agree but what I didn't expect was for her to not give a rat's ass about her father.The man raised her if all that he says is correct. We didn't do an extensive search on her background just her details and where she lived just to make sure he wasn't a lying son of a bitch on top of being a thieving bastard. "Did you manage to get it?" I ask my brother as we get back in the car."By get it do you mean her phone and her friend's phone signal to hack into?""Yeah that," I say to Max as I
DaisyEverything seems to go well these days.My job has been relaxing to a degree. I love the feel of walking down each aisle, running my fingers along the spine of books and feeling like I have the world at my feet.Some parts of my life I wish would stay hidden which is why I ended up in central London.It's busy and I more than likely have a higher chance of getting hit by a car than ever seeing my father again which is a disturbing bonus if I might add."Daisy doo" C.J. shouts as I head through the door. It's September which in London means the weather is short old. Thankfully we had a good summer but now it seems like the rainy season is about to hit.Big time."Yeah?" I shout back. We share a 2 bedroom place and half all bills which works well for us. C.J. works at the doctors as a mental health nurse whereas I work at our local 3-floor library."You have a package. It's a big package today" she says which is still bizarre. Yesterday I received a bracelet in the mail. Expensive
Antonio"You know I hate being called in this early" My underboss Xanders says as he sits in the chair across from me."Yeah well, I needed a plan on something and I couldn't ask my brother seems how he's just arrived back from Italy. In a foul mood" I point out."Of course. What's going on?""I've got the casinos usually standard inspection today and I have to be present but I need you to pick a guy up for me""Go on" he says casually sitting in the chair eating a mars bar."Jerry Harrison.""And who is he may I ask?""An idiot with a problem"Jerry Harrison is an addict. Drugs, alcohol and gambling.You name it, he's probably done it. The idiot decided it be best to take a gamble in my casino last night and raked up a good amount of debt. He's been told to not enter unless he knows he can pay after his tab is cleared and yet the CCTV footage showed a clear image of him thinking he can walk away.Not for much fucking longer."What's he done?""He tried to put his hands up 3 waitresse