"Ten days from now, at the Long Island villa."Leo answered briefly."Are you taking Eugene too?"Doni asked, folding the magazine he had been holding in half."Of course.""Making an official debut at the council less than a month after entering this world. Isn't that a Cinderella story?"Doni clapped his hands, hitting his palm with the folded magazine.Eugene, who had been treated like the mafia world's Cinderella thanks to someone, pretended to make a mistake and yanked a handful of Valentine's hair hard with the towel. Valentine glanced back slightly and curled up the corner of his mouth. It was a reaction as if he had seen a cute antic.Valentine's eyes moved downward to Eugene's lips and narrowed slightly. Under his slightly lowered golden eyelashes, his blue eyes, immersed in a deep color, persistently traced Eugene's lips and nape. Somehow, Eugene's mouth went dry. Even though it was just a gaze, it felt as if Valentine's hands were wrapped around his neck. The memories of th
"Right. I understand. I'm just giving you a heads-up before making an official request to Luciano. Come visit my club sometime. I'll set you up with the hottest girls."After saying that, Don Cariello pulled the blonde woman he had pushed aside back to his side."Or what about this one? She's a new recruit with an artistic tongue."Despite having reason to feel offended, the blonde woman was smiling like a doll. She looked barely twenty years old. Even after hearing such lewd comments, she stood there smiling with dull eyes like an idiot. Seeing the woman and Don Cariello made Eugene's mouth feel dry."Well then, enjoy your meal."Don Cariello said heartily, ignoring Valentine's dismissal, and went to a table a little distance away."Can't take your eyes off her?"At Valentine's voice, Eugene tore his gaze away from the blonde woman with Don Cariello."She looks young."Eugene mumbled almost inaudibly and swallowed wine to rinse his dry mouth.He couldn't shake the thought that if the
"Don Cariello."Valentine called out. Though it wasn't particularly loud, Don Cariello's movements stopped immediately."Oh, Valentine. Am I disturbing your meal? I apologize."Don Cariello said with a broad smile. He seemed very pleased that Valentine had called out to him first."That guy, are you going to kill him or let him live?"Valentine asked, nodding toward the leather jacket."I can't let someone who touched the boss's property carelessly live."Don Cariello, who had been wiping his blood-covered hands with a napkin, glanced at the leather jacket lying on the floor and answered. Then he spat phlegm onto the body in the leather jacket.Valentine stood up from his seat. All eyes in the restaurant, including Eugene's, focused on Valentine. Valentine approached Don Cariello with the same face and gait as usual. And before Don Cariello could open his mouth to say anything, Valentine plunged the steak knife he was holding into the left eye of the man in the leather jacket.!!!!!!!
Long Island, New York.Just a 30-minute drive from Manhattan, but the scenery is completely different.Eugene had gone on vacation to the beaches of Long Island with his family when he was young. The memory was still vivid. The beautiful beach and playing in the sand, ice cream, and the beautiful white beach house they had rented for a few days. But Long Island, which he was revisiting after a very long time, was completely different from his memories. Or to be more precise, not all parts of Long Island were the same.After about 50 minutes of driving from Eugene's apartment, the car arrived at its destination.The elegant stone-pillared entrance to the mansion was large enough for two cars to pass through simultaneously. The car stopped at the entrance to go through a series of verification procedures before continuing. Then, in the distance, a palace-like building appeared. The car unhesitatingly passed between the spacious gardens and stopped after making a half-circle next to the
"I'm over 70 now. A sufficient age to retire. And Luciano needs a new atmosphere now. Young people these days can't stand the ways of old men like us."Mateo spoke quietly and pointed outside. A black luxury car that had passed through the entrance circled around the large circular fountain and parked. When a Luciano youth who had been waiting opened the rear door, a man got out. Men also emerged from the cars that had followed closely and parked in a row. They immediately lined up in an orderly fashion behind the man who had gotten out of the lead car. And they began walking toward the mansion in a group. It was an unusually orderly and angular movement that seemed more like an army than the mafia."...They are-"Eugene quietly muttered, looking at the middle-aged man walking at the head of the group."Belmonte is coming," Mateo's voice was different. Eugene briefly examined Mateo's expression and then cast his gaze outside."Belmonte..."As Eugene echoed, Mateo nodded."The boss, Gi
"Because of that, the previous Don Belmonte decided to give her shares in the hotel that was under construction. Don Colvino, who was also in the hotel business at the time, acknowledged his own responsibility and agreed with Belmonte's decision."Mateo paused briefly and looked alternately at the two bosses, Belmonte and Colvino. It was a gesture checking if they had any objections to what had been said so far. After confirming that the two bosses had no objections, Mateo continued."The reason Sofia Blanc received shares in the Paradise Hotel was because her activities as a singer were cut off due to the article about her being a 'mafia lover,' making it impossible for her to earn money. And at the time, both the previous Don Belmonte and Don Colvino were mentioned in the newspaper article."Mateo pulled out one piece of paper from the bundle of documents and showed it. The paper contained a newspaper article yellowed with age. Though not clearly visible, it seemed to be an article
"Goddammit," Don Cariello chewed on curses with an irritated face. But he didn't say anything more.After that, Gianni Chirico continued to mention the names of officials he was lobbying on behalf of New York's five major families and the annual bribes going to them. The figures mentioned by him were diverse and impressive. Judges, prosecutors, police, etc. Those who took bribes from the mafia were spread throughout the judicial system. And the amounts were enormous. New York's five major families were jointly bearing the huge cost of bribing collaborators within the judicial authorities. The astronomical figures that kept flowing out were staggering.When conclusions were reached on three issues, the council ended. For a meeting said to have been held after several years, it felt quick and simple. As the meeting ended, the executives of the five major families all rose from their seats. A luxurious party was prepared in the mansion's main hall.The Belmonte underboss, Tony Rico, cast
"So, you're a lawyer?""Yes.""I've looked into you, and you're quite a capable talent."Like the Chirico brothers and now Luca Datero in front of him, their references to him as a "capable talent" didn't seem to be merely based on rumor. It seemed each had conducted their own investigation. The mafia was extremely thorough, investigating even individuals who didn't belong to their own families."Thank you," Eugene said with a courteous greeting and a hospitality smile. Luca Datero responded with a charming eye smile. When Eugene glanced toward the Belmontes while releasing the handshake, they had already moved elsewhere."What do you think about working with me?" Luca Datero proposed abruptly.Eugene, inwardly relieved that the Belmontes' gaze had disappeared, gave Luca Datero an awkward smile. Luca Datero showed an understanding expression."Is it because of Valentine? Don't worry about that. If you just say yes, I'll handle him well on my end."Luca Datero gestured behind him to ca
The Chirico brothers who assisted Boss Santino Colvino. Carlo Chirico was the underboss among them.Leo nodded.His mind, momentarily empty, quickly became complicated again.While car accidents happen often, the timing was far too coincidental. There was a good chance this wasn't a simple hit-and-run.The Lucianos and Belmontes, long-standing enemies.The Lucianos and Colvinos, long-standing allies.Don Luciano and Don Colvino had worried last night that Belmonte might take advantage of the Luciano organization's vulnerability following Don Luciano's cancer diagnosis. The long-standing friendship between the Lucianos and Colvinos was well known to Belmonte... What if they targeted Colvino first before striking at the Lucianos? It could be a warning to stay out of the fight between the two families."Fortunately, he wasn't seriously injured. Looks like a week in the hospital will be the end of it," Leo added.The appetite he'd felt just moments ago had already vanished. Eugene put dow
Instead of going straight to the hospital room, Valentine gestured to Eugene, whom he had left alone until now. The waiting room's attention immediately focused on Eugene. To escape the oppressive stares, Eugene quickly moved to Valentine's side.Upon entering the hospital room, Don Luciano greeted them from his bed. Standing beside him was a familiar figure—Don Santino Colvino, boss of the Colvino Family and a longtime ally of the Luciano Family.Don Colvino embraced Valentine, then returned to Don Luciano's side and took his hand."To see you lying here like this... Our era truly seems to be ending," Don Santino said with a sad expression. Don Luciano gripped Don Colvino's hand tightly."Listen, Santino. If there's any troubling movement afterward, please take care of Claudio.""Of course. The Lucianos and Colvinos have been longtime allies, haven't they? And we will continue to be."The two bosses reaffirmed the cooperation between their Families."By the way... I'm worried about B
"Ricky!""Don!"Everyone cried out in surprise. Valentine supported the suffering Don Luciano and held him in his arms. Don Luciano, who normally appeared large and solid as a rock, looked very small in Valentine's arms. Eugene looked at the white tablecloth on the floor. Between the broken dishes and spilled food were small red spots that looked like blood. Shifting his gaze to Don Luciano's lips confirmed it.Violent coughing and hemoptysis."Call an ambulance!"Eugene shouted toward the waiter standing in the corner of the restaurant. The fidgeting waiter snapped to attention and picked up the phone at the counter. Before long, the sound of an ambulance siren could be heard in the distance. The ominous feeling of the bell he had heard leaving the candy store scratched at the back of his mind again. The siren sound, much louder and higher than the bell from earlier, was gradually getting closer. Though it was a sound he'd heard occasionally, somehow it sounded like a warning bell to
The place they arrived at by car was the Italian restaurant in Brooklyn where Eugene had first met Don Luciano.The entrance to the restaurant, which had been bustling with customers on his previous visits, had a "Closed" sign hanging."Oh, Angel!" Don Luciano greeted Valentine. At the table sat the consigliere Mateo Martino and the underboss Alberto Burcelli."Come, sit down," Mateo gestured. Alberto indicated the empty seats with a nod. There were three empty chairs at the large round table. Seats prepared for Valentine, Eugene, and Leo."You handled this job exceptionally well and cleanly," Don Luciano praised, patting Valentine's shoulder. Mateo smiled with his eyes as he sipped wine, and Alberto put down the newspaper he had been holding onto the table.The Miami Herald.A local Miami newspaper. A large headline was emblazoned on the front page:"BLOODY WAR BETWEEN GANGS OVER DRUG TRAFFICKING RIGHTS. THIRTY MEMBERS OF EMERGING GANG KILLED IN TWO DAYS. GANG ANNIHILATED. BRUTAL MU
"Valentine really seems to like you, brother Eugene," Jerry said, quietly approaching from the counter where he had been sitting silently. He envied how unusually friendly Valentine was toward Eugene.Jerry, who had briefly served as a driver when everyone from the candy store was away, had continued to hang around the store afterward. But it didn't seem to be Valentine's wish. Whenever Valentine appeared, Jerry would hide in some corner and not make a sound. He was afraid of making eye contact and being thrown out of the store."Valentine really loves candy," Jerry said, unwrapping a lollipop similar to the one Valentine had taken earlier and putting it in his mouth. As a young man, Jerry wanted to imitate everything his idol Valentine did."I wonder why he likes candy so much."Hearing Jerry's muttering, Eugene smirked. Jerry's question was also Eugene's question. Valentine was a killer who took contracts from the mafia to murder people. It was only natural to wonder why such a man
"Hey."Valentine greeted casually and turned his eyes to the television. He had a lollipop in his mouth. The crinkling sound of candy wrappers kept ringing out. Eugene looked down and saw candy wrappers at Valentine's feet and Angel playing with them.Eugene's brow furrowed. He irritably picked up the candy wrappers and put them in the trash can. The trash can was right under the coffee table, right at Valentine's feet. It was unbearable that Valentine would just drop them on the floor with the trash can clearly visible."Didn't anyone teach you to put trash in the trash can?"When Eugene complained, Valentine lightly snorted. Eugene's frown deepened. Valentine stared at Eugene for a moment, then took out the white stick from his mouth. It was an empty stick after he had finished eating the candy. Valentine showed it to Eugene conspicuously and then threw it in the trash can. The candy stick made a 'ting' sound as it hit the inside wall of the metal trash can."So you do know how."Eu
Eugene carefully wiped the gun with a napkin from the table to remove his fingerprints, then handed it back to Valentine. Taking the gun, Valentine smiled, showing his teeth slightly."You're not just a lawyer. You're the one who will become my consigliere."With the returned gun, Valentine shot Henry Pisano in the thigh. Pfft. Despite being muffled by the silencer, the gunshot was louder than expected. The old man groaned loudly. Eugene glanced at the blood-covered old man and grabbed Valentine's wrist."Anything more is pointless.""Is that so?""End it now."When Eugene spoke firmly, Valentine made a show of considering it with a "hmm.""Claudio."Eugene gripped Valentine's wrist tightly. Eugene's hand holding Valentine's wrist was trembling slightly. Those pale blue eyes glanced at Eugene's hand firmly gripping his wrist, then gave a faint snort.Eugene finally watched as Valentine put a bullet in Henry Pisano's head. The old man's body went limp. The carpet was soaked with blood
The two old men appeared to be longtime friends, but there was clearly a hierarchy between them. When Janni, the consigliere, spoke, Henry eventually sat back down in his seat.The air in the room was very heavy. Everyone was staring at Henry. Exposed to their gazes, the old man hunched his neck and wiped his temples and the nape of his neck with a napkin. Sweat dampened the napkin."We were old friends."Janni Alburno suddenly spoke. Henry's wrinkled neck moved slightly as if swallowing dry saliva. Henry put down the napkin he was holding and reached out to Janni."Listen, Janni."The voice calling Janni was soaked with tension, and also very desperate. Given their similar ages, the two must have known each other for decades. But there was not a hint of warmth in Janni Alburno's eyes as he looked at Henry."Take off your clothes."Janni Alburno said. Henry swallowed hard. He no longer seemed to have the luxury of hiding his tension."I said take off your clothes, Henry."Janni Alburn
In a candy store where only one or two customers visit a day, there's almost nothing to do. But Jerry, whose enthusiasm reached the sky, was busy sweeping and cleaning the store all day. Moving around the store without stopping for a moment, he made it so clean that it was hard to find even a speck of dust. He put particular effort into cleaning the front glass window. In Eugene's view, Jerry was more suited for a normal job than being in the Mafia. With such diligence and industriousness, he would succeed in whatever he did. If Eugene were the owner of this store, Jerry would already be a manager."Boss, coffee."Jerry, who had gone out sometime earlier, handed over a steaming hot coffee. The good aroma made Eugene's stomach stir and saliva pool in his mouth. Good coffee always knows how to please people."Thanks."Eugene gladly accepted the coffee. Jerry made a satisfied expression. After thoroughly searching the area around the store for days, he had finally succeeded in finding a