Episode 2The Bruno family stays in the outskirts of Venice in a large and big mansion shielded away from the outside world.Angelo Bruno adopted Tristan because he wanted someone who would succeed him as the boss later on.In order to prepare him for the boss's role, Angelo gave Tristan the best education and training. Tristan started training two months after the adoption papers were completed and signed, making him a legal son of the Mafia boss.He started learning on how to make use of guns, Raffles, swords and other weapons.Tristan started going out for missions and weapon deliveries when he was fifteen. He would lead Angelo's men and come back victorious.As a result of this brilliancy, Angelo made him the Consiglerie of the Bruno family; not only because he was his adopted son but because he deserved it.Tristan wasn't known to the world as a Mafia member but rather as a model and commercial shooter.Tristan was handsome, tall and strong although without the muscles.He was da
Blair has never been so scared all her life. She exhaled sharply and turned slowly to look at Tristan. Her eyes landed on his cool face and unconsciously, she fell on her knees."What..... what are you doing?" She stammered, moving backwards on her knees.Tristan quietly kept looking at her face then slowly glanced lazily at the dishes she brought. "Are those for me?""Y...yes." Blair nodded vigorously."Hmm." Tristan mumbled with a nod. Before Blair could say "Jack", he hit her jaw with the tail of his gun.She screamed out in pain as she fell off and landed on the ground. She spited out blood from her mouth and panted heavily as she glanced at Tristan, trying to be brave. "What are you doing!" She screamed at him."At least.... when trying to tail me, put in your best and do it perfectly well. "I've been in the hotel during the day to check out how things go on around here. One, the waitress here do not put on nose rings. Two, the space between the time I received the call and the
It was late in the afternoon when Bella's car drove into the large compound. Almost immediately, numerous guards gathered around her car. She stepped out and raised her hands as they all pointed their guns at her. "I come in peace. I want to Castro. Your boss." "Why would you wanna see Castro? You of all people!" A huge guy coming from the main entrance called out.Bella turned to look at him. "Because I have a business deal to offer. Take me to Castro."The huge guy stared up and down at her and beckoned to the nearest guard standing beside him. "Put a call across Edna. Tell him Angelo's wife is here to see him.""Okay boss." The guard replied and took off immediately.The huge man turned back to look at Bella. "This'd better be important."Bella smiled confidently. "Trust me." thinking about their new plan and hoping it would work this time around.Her mother walked into the room and she turned eagerly to lol look at her. "What did he say?"Bella smiled. "Once Tristan is out of th
Iris paced in her room, thinking about their new plan and hoping it would work this time around.Her mother walked into the room and she turned eagerly to lol look at her. "What did he say?"Bella smiled. "Once Tristan is out of the country, they are gonna strike.""How are they gonna do that?""Don't worry dear. The guards are all under my command now."Iris gasped and laughed. "Mom? Are you being serious right now? We are finally gonna take over what's rightfully ours!" "Yes my dear. Tristan will be out for good once he leaves the country."Mother and daughter laughed together when suddenly, they heard a movement behind them."Not too soon dear mother. Don't laugh yet." Tristan's cool voice interrupted their laughter.If Bella had a gun, it would have been a lot better but she was totally harmless and Tristan was already closing up on them.She was planning on staying brave and didn't mean to step back but she disappointed herself and do so."You don't need to step back mom. I won'
Tristan Bruno sat in the plane with his legs crossed in front of him.He was mad but as usual, his face was void of it. He took out his phone and checked for messages but none from the person he was expecting it from.No messages from godfather and his worries increased.The air hostess came by with a tray of wines in tall glasses and stopped beside Tristan's seat. "Care for some, sir?"Tristan waved her off, his eyes staring outside the small window. The waitress walked past him to another seat.Tristan folded his arms in front of his chest as he gently closed his eyes, recollecting all what Angelo said. He had a bad feeling about leaving the Bruno family behind. He knew what might happen now that he was away. The only true friend he knew in Italy was Adrian. Angelo's secret messanger.Before he left that night, he had secretly met with him and asked him to keep an eye on things going on things going on in the secret mansion.Adrian had promised to do his best and to update him whe
Tristan looked away and got his aspirin before also heading out of the store.He caught a glimpse of Gianna running through a deserted part as he journeyed back to the hotel.He stopped when he suddenly heard a sharp voice screaming out angrily and it was coming out from the director Gianna took a moment ago.He turned and reversed, taking that route too;to know what was going on.He stood a little distance away and saw the scenario.*"Let go of me!" Gianna shouted again, trying everything possible to hide her feminine voice."You gat money in your pocket. Let's have it and we well let you go." One of the three men said with a pipe of cigarette sticking out from the corner of his mouth.Gianna scoffed. "I can't let you have any of my money! It's mine and not yours!" "Then we are really gonna hurt you!" Another one yelled. They grabbed Gianna's hands and we're about throwing her some punches when they heard movements behind them."Aren't you gonna stop harassing someone who's old eno
Tristan looked at the man and stepped forward. He was quick to notice the change in the laundry man's face and voice. "Do you know him?"* Tristan asked again."Eh? No! I don't know him. I really don't know him. When are you bringing your clothes?" The man asked, automatically changing the topic.Tristan stared at him suspiciously and answered the question anyway. "In a day's time." Tristan replied.In order not to raise any suspicions, he said his good bye and left, knowing he was coming back the following day.He was stepping outside the plaza when he saw the laundry man's daughter coming in with a cup of coffee. "Hi." Tristan waved and the girl stopped to look at him."Why are you always saying that? That's not my name." The little girl mumbled, sipping her coffee.Tristan smiled. "I see. Do you mind telling me what it is then?""Jenny." "Wow. A cute name. So, Jenny.. what do I get you when I'm coming back tommorow?""I've cream, I guess.' Jenny replied grumpily.Tristan smiled. "
Tracy sat in front of her small house, lost in thought.Gianna was already inside, packing her stuff. She felt bad as a mother.Only if her small business in the market could raise the money for her daughter's education then she wouldn't have to go all the way to Philadelphia...."Mother?"Tracy snapped out of thought as soon as she heard Gianna's voice from behind. "Mom. Are you okay? Mom....I told you to stop thinking about it, did I not? I will be fine and you be will fine too if you continue taking your medication.""I know. I'm just worried about what you are going there to do. It's not gonna be easy.""But the pay is good. I feel motivated by the money mom. I can do this. Just wish me luck."Tracy smiled up at her and nodded.**Tristan got back to the hotel and that was when the bed news came.Adrian's call came through and once he picked it up, he knew something was not right."Adrian? Tell me what's wrong." Tristan commanded."I'm sorry Consiglerie but I failed." Adrian sig
It was a little bit dark in the room when Tristan walked in. Gianna was awake, she was sitting up quietly."Hey." Tristan whispered as he walked towards the bed. He sat at the edge and took Gianna's hand in his. "How are you now?"Gianna smiled and shrugged. "I've never been any better. Thank you."Tristan stared down at her stomach, smiled and looked back into her face. "My baby is still down there?"Gianna chuckled. "Yeah. She or he is still there, waiting for the day of arrival into the world. How did you get here? Why did you change your mind?"Tristan shrugged. "I don't know, perhaps... because I couldn't continue living without you, because I wanted to see Layla and to forgive her so I could get the burden off my chest.""You did the right thing, Tristan. The right thing..." Gianna's voice trailed off when she remembered all that Nelson had said."What's it? Are you okay?" Tristan questioned when he noticed the sudden change in her mood. Gianna turned and looked at him. "While
That same night, Tristan left the house quietly. He was glad that both his mother and Tracy were already fast asleep and that made it possible and easy for him to leave.He dialled the line which Nicholas had called him with as he walked briskly to his car. Just when he got in, Nicholas picked the call."I'm on my way right now, send the address to this number." Tristan said, starting the car engine."I already sent it. The police are just arriving! I will hang up now because I have to escape. He's going to kill me.""Wait... what is...?" Tristan stopped when the line clicked off. He threw the phone on the seat beside him and drove out of the compound, speeding away madly in the dark.**Nelson bursted into the room, rushing towards Gianna who looked very alarmed. The sounds of siren was all over the place which indicated that the police were around. Nelson grabbed Gianna, loosening the ropes bounding her. He jerked her up to her feet and started dragging her out of room.Struggling
Nicholas sat in the dark, thinking deeply on what to do. He needed to save Gianna at all cost, he needed to redeem his mistakes and real fast.He was still finding it hard to believe he helped abduct Gianna who was pregnant."I'm never going to forgive myself if anything happens to her, I need to talk to Tristan right away. No matter the consequences, I need to do this." Nicholas thought.He stood up and walked slowly towards the main entrance. He stood in front of the door, eavesdropping. He could hear Nelson, talking to Gianna. He backed the door, steadying his breath. He would have to wait for another opportunity to be alone with Gianna again, and that would enable him get Tristan's contact.Quietly, he left the main entrance back to the veranda.**"You're not going to achieve anything with what you are doing, give up already because you are about to hit rock bottom." Gianna said softly to Nelson who was seated in front of her.Nelson stared down at the cigarette between his fin
Samantha got home very late in the night and as she expected, Quentin and Agnes werr already waiting for her in the living room.They looked alarmed as she walked into the house. "Where have you been?" Agnes asked, standing up from the couch.Samantha looked at Quentin, she couldn't bring herself to tell him that his daughter was missing but she had to tell him somehow."I'm coming from Gianna's house...""Is something wrong?" Quentin asked when Samantha's voice trailed off.Samantha nodded, closing her eyes. "Gianna is missing, someone abducted her." Samantha said, wiping tears off her face. Quentin frowned, trying to understand what the girl was saying. "What do you mean by she's been abducted? By who?""My brother." Samantha replied with more tears.Agnes gasped, her hands covering her mouth. "Nelson?" Samantha nodded.Samantha nodded."Why? Why would he do that?" Agnes asked again."He's using her as a bait to get someone." Samantha replied. She looked at Quentin and all she
"He's calling again." Nelson laughed when Gianna's phone began to ring again in his hand. He answered the call and put the phone on loud speaker. "You never give up, don't you? Why don't you give up and just go to bed?""What do you want?" Tristan cold voice came from the other side of the line. "Tell me what he sh*t you want!" "I don't think you have what I want, b*stard. Do you have my father there with you? I will like to exchange him for your Gianna. She looks so pretty, you know. What shall I do with her?" Nelson asked in a menacing tone. "Why would I have you father? What the hell do you want?" Tristan asked again."Are you asking me that? You brought down my family you jerk! My father is suffering away in the prison and you dare ask me that? You want Gianna back, huh? Come find her.""Where are you?" Tristan asked in a stiff voice. He stood beside the road, glaring angrily. "Put Gianna on the line, I want to make sure she's fine." *Nelson stared down at Gianna and smiled ev
"Goddamit!" Tristan cursed, almost smashing the phone on the ground.Samantha was trembling. She just spoke to her brother and he sounded like a different person entirely."He's got Gianna! What are we gonna do!" Samantha panicked.Tristan stood akimbo, boiling and fuming with anger. "He doesn't know who he's dealing with. He's making a bug mistake with me." Tristan voice was extremely cold and deep.Samantha trembled more. She fear she might lose her brother and she couldn't stop thinking about Gianna. Why would Nelson ever think of abducting her? Why her? Sammy thought deeply."I should call Tracy and Layla, and let them know what's happening." Samantha said with trembling voice.Tristan didn't reply, he was too devasted to say anything. He sat down on the nearest sofa, contemplating on what to do."Don't call them yet." Tristan said just when Samantha was going to dial Tracy's line. "What? They have to know what's happening. At least, her mother." Samantha chipped in."I need to t
Gianna was coming back into the house after seeing Samantha off when her phone began to ring. She was a little bit surprised to see it was Nicholas."Hi. You finally called? How have you been!" Gianna asked excitedly."I've been... good...yeah... fine." Nicholas stammered badly from the other line."Are you sure you are okay? You sound tensed. Where are you now?""Huh?" Nicholas asked and Gianna had to repeat the question. "I'm still here in Philadelphia. Stranded." He replied."Oh no. That's very awful. What are you gonna do now? I can't seem to be of help right now." Gianna sighed. She got home and walked into the house, sat down on a chair."It's fine, Gianna. I just wanted you to know I'm okay. I will get a job soon enough and start all over again.""And your dad? How's he?" "He returned to the country side where my mother is. I think that's what's best for him at this month." Nicholas mumbled q reply."What happened to Nelson and his father though?" Gianna asked.The other side
Tristan made up his mind to go after his mother and sort things out.He went into his room and started getting ready for the small journey.There was a knock on the door and Matteo came in. "Boss...are you going somewhere?""Yeah. I'm taking your advice, I hope I'm not too late." Tristan said as he stuffed his clothes into a bag.Matteo smiled and sgihed his head. "You are not late, boss. Go on and do the right thing." He replied."I will be back tomorrow or the day after, then we can head back to Italy." Tristan said and Matteo nodded."Okay boss. Tahe your time... there's no hurry." Matteo replied and left the room.Tristan took his phone and dialled Samantha's line, she picked uo after the fourth ring."Tristan? I thought you would never call." Samantha's voice could be heard from the other line.Tristan sat down on the bed and ran a hand over his hair nervously. "I'm sorry, Samantha but things have not been easy. I need your help, I need to see Gianna.""Gianna? You miss her, don
The next morning, Gianna woke up feeling really sick. She sat up in bed, rushed to the bathroom and threw up."Oh no. I thought I got over this." She mumbled as she returned to her bed.Her mother must have heard her because she came running into the room."Gianna." She called, coming into the room. "Are you okay?" She asked as she sat beside her on the bed.Gianna shook her head, putting her head on the woman's shoulder. "No...I think I'm a little bit under the weather.""We have to go thr hospital then. Come on." Tracy urged, standing up."No. That's not necessary. I will get over it with some pills."Tracy sighed and stared down at her daughter. " Have you called the Tristan guy? What did he say?""He didn't the call, I guess he's busy." Gianna mumbled, laying back down comfortably.The door opened and Layla came in too. "Is she alright?" "Yeah...just a slight fever I guess." Tracy replied with a shrug."Then we should go to the hospital. It's dangerous to ignore it.""No, Layla.