Chapter 2

After waiting and lying on the bed,Antonio finally walked in with the aid of his walking stick. I could feel my heart beating against my chest. It was as if it was going to fall out.

"Are you okay? The doctors left you all alone?" He yelled. His face showed concern. He sat down beside me on the bed.

"Why is he concerned about me?" I asked myself

"I'll tell you why soon." He answered.

I didn't know I had said it out loud but this is getting more confusing.

"Why would a mafia Lord help me and keep me in his house? Why is he concerned about me? Do I have something he needs or does he wants to send me on a death errand?" I asked myself but this time I didn't say it out loud.

Some men in black suit walked in and bowed. They were the ones who carried me when I was walking down the street yesterday night.

"You know them right?" Antonio asked.

"Yes. They were the ones who kidnapped me yesterday." I answered.

"You heard him." He looked at them and they were scared as hell.

"I'm sorry sir. I didn't know who he was. Pardon me boss." He knelt down while the other one followed suit.

"Who am I? Or have I lost my memory? Who am I that they are so scared of hurting?" I asked myself.

"Pablo!" Antonio called and another hefty guy in suit walked in.

"Take them." Antonio said and they shrieked.

"Boss please. Don't do this to us. Please." They both begged but Antonio faced me and smiled.

"How are you feeling now? You need to get well soon." He touched my shoulder and I flinched.

"Does it hurt? I'm sorry,I didn't mean to hurt you son." He said and I stared at him.

It was as if he said an abnormal word.

"Son?! Me? Or was it a mistake?" I asked and he stared at me for a while.

As long as I can remember i've always been an orphan. I grew up in the orphanage home before things happened and I joined a gang. That would be a story for another day let's focus on this.

"I wanted you to get well first before I tell you." He said and I fixed my gaze at him. It's getting more confusing

"What do you want to tell me? Tell me now boss." I said,in a polite and curious manner. I was curious but I didn't want to disrespect him. I was in his territory and he could do a whole lot of bad things to me.

He sighed before answering.

"Well,you are my son,Angelo Lorenzo." He said and I busted into laughed.

I stopped when he was staring at me.

"I'm sorry boss. I'm really sorry for laughing sir." I tried to stand up and bow but he stopped me.

"I don't want you to hurt yourself. Just rest." He cautioned and I went back to my position. We stared at each other for a while,the room dead silent.

"I wanted to tell you when you get better. You weren't supposed to know now." He said and tears began to fall down my eyes.

Does this man know what I've gone through in life? I was raised in an orphanage. I had no one,I was bullied,hated,resented and called unworthy many times. I was treated like a nobody and now the boss of the biggest mafia group in Italy says I'm his son.

"I know it's hard but you have to accept it. Be a man,be strong." He tapped my shoulder

"You didn't want me before and now you just storm out of no where to claim ownership of me?" I asked.

"There are lots of things I can say to justify what I did but I won't say it now. You'll know yourself." He said and coughed. Blood spilled out of his mouth

"Are you okay?" I asked and he stood up.

"I'm fine." He left the room.

****Two weeks later****

I was already made the underboss by my father. I was in charge of all our illegal businesses,casinos. I and my dad went to visit a casino owned by the fallen angels(the Marcello's). I was wearing my all black suit,same as my dad. We were given seats and we started to gamble

We staked a million dollars and won the first round. Our opponents stood up and left angrily while another came to sit with us. Immediately they saw my face,their facial expression changed. I could see the horror in their eyes.

Here in front of me sat Mia and her father Marcello. She was wearing a red gown and it was exposing as usual. I could see her breast in the gown.

"Surprise!" I smiled.

"How? You? Lorenzo?" Marcello stammered.

"You know Marcello?" My dad asked and I nodded.

"They are the ones I was talking about." I said.

"How are you with Lorenzo? I always came to the prison but they never let me in." Mia said and i hissed.

"The prison you sent me to? Well here I am,alive and well." I smiled.

I noticed how her body began to vibrate and her father rubbing her leg so she could calm. They are prone to be scared. They are sitting in the presence of the world deadliest mobster and I,their son in law whom they humiliated and embarrassed several times is sitting right beside him.

It all started when,

FLASHBACK

I was a small skinny boy who was an orphan. I lived in the orphanage but I felt caged. I wanted to leave and explore the world,wanted to make more money.

I left the orphanage at age eighteen,wanted to start making money and live on my own. I joined a mafia gang and was initiated. I worked for my boss whom I had never seen till I was twenty five. I went to a club to meet him for the first time. He wanted to commend me for a job well done. At age twenty five,I was already tall and muscular. I had a tan skin and a pointed nose,my pink plump lips,they say was attractive. My hair was brown and short too. I always go with an undercut.

I walked into the bulbly club. Everyone was dancing and having fun. I wanted to climb the stairs which lead to the VIP section until I saw a stripper. She looks so beautiful and innocent but there she was dancing against the pole sexily. I smacked my lips and went upstairs.

I met my boss for the first time. I bowed when I walked in and met some girls standing above him while some sitting beside him,of course with pant and bra only. There were also lots of men in black suit hovering around.

My boss wasn't that old or would I say he has a very good skin because old age didn't show on him. He also has a tan skin and black curly hair.

"Good evening sir." I greeted.

"Are you Angelo?" He asked as he lit his cigarette.

"Yes sir." I bowed again.

"Consider yourself lucky. From now on,you'd be reporting to me and you get jobs from me directly." He announced and i was happy. I was now part of the Mafia family.

"Thank you so much boss." I bowed and decided to leave since he was done with me.

"No no no. Sit down and have some drink." He puffed out the smoke.

"Thank you boss." I sat down and had a drink with him which was very weird. Maybe he was just being nice.

I had my drink silently,calculating when I would leave. The girl I saw stripping downstairs came in and all the girls stood up and left.

"Maybe she was the head stripper or something." I thought to myself.

"Dad. I need some money." She said and I was shocked.

"She's the daughter of Marcello,my boss and she's stripping. Why?" I asked myself as I took another gulp of the drink.

She stared at me before she gave me a wink and a seductive look.

I stood up and dropped my cup on the table.

"I'll like to take my leave sir." I bowed and left.