Destined To A Mafia Capo

Somewhere in a dreadful basement… A few months ago I was living a very mundane life: I was in my last year of college, I had an awesome best friend Kamila Griffith and the only things I was concerned about were if I was going to pay my rent on time, have I finished my economics homework ? But now all these problems seem so insignificant to me it's true right now I'm tied in the basement of a building I don't know where watching the love of my life being slaughtered by dozens of armed men without being able to do anything to help him and all because of me. If only I weren't so stubborn and didn't always do what I wanted, maybe we wouldn't be there. But wait ! Our story began six months ago, when I was still just an ordinary student with completely ordinary problems. "A

The next morning "Kami ! Kami ! I have to tell you something that happened to me last night so come here right now", said Ashley, very excited, when she phoned her friend Kamila. "What the h*ll Ash ? It's six in the morning. Why are you calling me so early ?", Kamila said with a sleepy voice. "Oh come on Kami ! I have to tell you something very very weird so come to place right now", Ashley told her. "But can't you just tell it to me on the phone ?", Kamila asked still with a sleepy voice. "You wouldn't believe me if I tell it to you on the phone", Ashley answered. "Fine ! Fine ! I'm on my way", Kamila said, tiredly. Kamila lives in a luxurious apartment not far from Ashley's appartment and it's also very close to campus. A few minutes later Kamila knocks at Ashley's door "Finally you're here. Come in", Ashley said, while pulling Kamila to enter inside her appartment. "So now you better tell me what is that thing that you have to tell me and that you couldn't tell on the pho

Several days went after Ashley and Rafael's meeting. "What I should do with that now", Ashley said to herself while holding Rafael's card with his number on it. "Should I call him ? No, of course not it's not. If I call him now, what could I tell him, huh :" Hi Rafael, it's the girl that burned her hand at the coffee the other day". Pathetic Ash, very pathetic. And if I don't call him, I won't see him again as he doesn’t even have my phone number", Ashley said to herself. "Ash, are you ready ? You better be ready because you are the only one that we are waiting for", Kamila shouted while looking for Ashley everywhere in her appartment. "Yeah ! Yeah ! I'm ready", Ashley replied. "Oh ! What are you wearing ? No way you are going there dressed like that", Kamila said. "What's wrong with my clothes ?", Ashley asked while looking at herself. "Ashley, sweetie, we're going to a nightclub and that dress isn't short enough. And these shoes, just horrible. Please take that off immediately

Meanwhile as Rafael and Lorenzo were talking in Rafael's office at the nightclub , Carlos took Ashley to a private room as Rafael ordered him to . " So you are Carlos , right ? " , Ashley asked Carlos to break the deafening silence as it's been a while now that she was there with him and he still didn't say anything . " Yes , that's my name " , Carlos simply replied . " I'm Ashley , nice to meet you Carlos . You work for Rafael , aren't you ? " , Ashley asked again . " Yes , I'm his right hand " , Carlos said coldly . " What do you do for him exactly ? " , Ashley asked curiously . " As a right hand , Rafael gives me his full confidence and I give him my total loyalty . Thus , he gives me the most delicate and important tasks. And it's up to me too to take care of his businesses when he isn't there or when he is busy with something or someone else " , Carlos explained to Ashley . " Ah !! I see now . You are like his best friend then and you must know everything about him even his

A week is now past after attack at nightclub, for me it was a pretty difficult week because every night I still had horrible nightmares on what happened in addition every time I walk in The street, I have a very strange feeling, as if someone followed me wherever I went and still as if I was watching more closely. There is always this black car who always waits in front of my apartment every day and that I also find in front of the university and to be honest it's very frustrating. I walked quietly in the street to go home after classes when I noticed that this man dressed in black was already behind me a few minutes before I left the university. " I need to know if that guy is really following me or not. So, I'm going to stop at this grocery store. I will pretend to buy something and then I'll see if it's there too or if he follows his own way ", Ashley said to herself. She really stopped at the grocery store and entered there to pretend to buy something and then she noticed that