“We would be visiting Enzo Carrao tomorrow.” Roberto spoke as he walked to his room. They got to his flat in Southampton quite early. Enzo Carrao happened to work with Roberto’s father when he was alive. He wasn’t one of the good ones, and Roberto was going to discipline him for that.“Yes, sir. I will take her to one of the rooms.” Vincenzo carried Martina in his hands because she slept off while they were driving down to the house. Roberto instructed him to carry her out of the car. “Put her in that room.” Roberto pointed to the room that was next to his. Vincenzo nodded and walked into the room. He managed to switch on the lights without dropping her. He walked to the bed and laid her carefully on the bed. He lifted the duvet and tucked her in. Her scattered hair covered her face as he laid her. Vincenzo moved his hand to her face slowly, and he adjusted her hair so that he could see her face. He heaved a sigh and stared at her face. She looked so calm and beautif
“You don’t have to know what is happening. Sit, and eat.” Roberto dug into his meal and waited for her to sit. “Eat, Martina. You need to use your medications.” Vincenzo whispered into Martina’s ear. “What is happening tomorrow?” Martina asked in a whisper, and Vincenzo shook his head.“Nothing is happening tomorrow. You should eat now.” Martina looked at Roberto again before she sat on the other end of the dining table. She pulled the plate to herself and opened it. The aroma of the food filled her nostrils, and her eyes closed automatically. Her mouth watered as she dug into her meal. Vincenzo carried his plate and began to walk to the living room. “Vincenzo… Sit here.” Vincenzo halted in shock. He turned to look at Roberto and a smile crept up his face. “Thank you, Sir.” He sat next to Martina and started eating too. ***The Next Morning Roberto walked out of the house in his black Giorgio Armani two-piece suit, and his leather Giorgio Armani shoes. He al
Martina’s stomach grumbled occasionally as they drove down to Enzo’s mansion. She folded her belly with her hand and closed her eyes. “How do you all go on missions without eating? What if you collapse due to hunger?” Roberto scoffed and kept on scrolling through his phone. He was reading through some documents that had to do with Enzo’s dubious act when his father died. Enzo was to sell two tons of crack cocaine for $30million, and he was supposed to send 65% of this money, which was $19.5million, to Roberto’s father. Unfortunately for Enzo, he sent only 15%, which was $4.5million, after complaining that the buyers were playing him. Roberto found out the truth from one of Enzo’s men he captured after two years of his father’s death. He was told that Enzo was fully paid but, he decided to betray Roberto’s father. Roberto had the complete signed documents with him in both hard and soft copies. Giovanni, his father, had always known he could die anytime, and he made sure al
“To what do I owe this unpleasant visit, Mr. Galante?” Enzo kept a grin on his face. Two ladies that were dressed in panties and bras, sat next to him on his large sofa. They lifted his cup of wine for him and caressed his bare hairy chest. He still had his sunglasses on, and his tobacco in his mouth. “You should be able to guess why I am here Mr. Carrao.”“How can I guess why you are in my territory? It is been years since I met a Galante.” Roberto looked at Vincenzo and threw his head forward. Vincenzo walked to the large center table which was made of glass in front of them, and he dropped the file he held in his hand. Enzo looked at Roberto and waited for an explanation. “Exactly ten years and four months ago, you were supposed to sell two tons of cocaine for my father Giovanni. Scrolling through my documents, I found this file. It was a contract signed by both of you.” The grin on Enzo’s face faded away immediately after he heard Roberto’s statement. He remembered al
Enzo ran for his life with some of his men after seeing how hot the firing was. Vincenzo, Martina, and Roberto managed to get out of the compound alive with the help of Bruno, who also had a bullet in his lower arm. Bruno drove the car out of the vicinity recklessly and hit the road to the hospital. Vincenzo sat at the back as he helped to stop Roberto’s bleeding. Martina was fidgeting as she watched Vincenzo rap Roberto’s right upper arm with a cloth. Vincenzo had torn this piece of cloth from his shirt. “Why didn’t you run when I asked you to?!”Roberto asked with gritted teeth. The excruciating pain he felt didn’t give him the chance to yell. He was covered in sweat. “I don’t know! I was stuck… I didn’t know why I couldn’t move! I’m sorry!”“You are sorry but I have been shot!” He groaned. “I never said you should get in the way of the bullet, okay? Don’t blame me!” “Enough, both of you! I am trying to concentrate here!” Vincenzo yelled in anger, and they both went mute
Martina walked back to the ward where Roberto was. She looked into the ward and saw the nurses were wrapping his arm with a bandage. She could guess they had gotten the bullet out of him already. Vincenzo was glued to where he stood in the ward and he had a terrified look on his face. He regretted watching them remove the bullet from Roberto’s arm. Roberto looked at him, and after seeing the look on his face, he scoffed. “When will you ever stop acting like a pu*sy? Why do you look so horrified?” Roberto asked, and Vincenzo shook his head.“I am not horrified.” “Of course, you are not. You look so bold right now.” Roberto teased. He looked at the door and saw Martina watching them. “Tell her she is going to regret going against my orders.” Vincenzo turned and saw Martina at the door. He heaved a sigh and looked at Roberto. “She couldn’t stand the sight of blood.” “I didn’t ask you to speak for her, Vincenzo. Go out there, and tell her she is going to regret going agai
Roberto was discharged from the hospital after ordering the nurses to let him go. He wasn’t a weak man so he chose not to be in bed like someone with cancer. “It is just a bullet,” he told himself. He walked out of the hospital with Vincenzo and headed for his car. The sleeve of his shirt was torn and stained with his blood. He got to the door and Bruno opened up for him. Bruno also had his hand bandaged. The nurses treated him the same time they treated Roberto. “Can you drive?” “Yes, boss. I feel much better now. Thank you.” Bruno bowed, and Roberto nodded. He entered the car and met Martina sleeping. Her head was almost touching right her shoulder. She sat in the middle of the seat, and Roberto sighed. He looked at Vincenzo and spoke up, “Sit in the front.” Bruno closed the door and hurried to the driver’s seat. Vincenzo moved to the front and entered the car. Roberto sat suitably and was very close to Martina. They were only a few inches apart. He could hear her breathing, a
Martina swayed her hips as she walked to Roberto’s room. Her hands were on her hair, she was trying to pack it into a ponytail. She got to Roberto’s room and looked at the guards that stood by the door. She waited in front of the door, and they stared at her. “What are you waiting for? Get the door.” She folded her arms under her breasts as she spoke. “Why should we get the door for you? Why are you here?” “Why don’t you ask your boss and stop being a pain in my ass. If you don’t let me in and turn back, I promise you are going to lose your job. “Are you threatening us? You this…” “You this what?!” They heard Roberto’s gruff voice from behind the door, and they all composed themselves. They kept their heads high, and one of them opened the door. Martina smirked and walked into the room, still swaying her hips. She got into the room, and her mouth fell open after seeing how beautiful and huge his room was. The lighting, exotic hardwood floor, open space, walk-in closet,
After two weeks Adelina called Martina and told her to start packing her luggage. She told her Roberto, who was already out of prison, had asked her to tell her, and he was headed to her house. Martina wondered why Adelina had asked her to pack up, but she didn’t question her. She got to work immediately. As she was packing her bag, she heard the doorbell ring. She dropped the dress that was in his hand and rushed to get to the door. She opened the door and saw Roberto standing in front of the door. He wore a black suit, inner shirt, and pants. He has sunglasses on, and he smiled widely. Martina flung her hands around his neck, and he lifted her and rolled her in the air. “I missed you so much!” She giggled, and he let out a little laugh. “I missed you too.” He put her down and covered her lips with his. They broke the kiss shortly, and he kissed her nose, making her chuckle. “I believe my mother delivered my message.” He said, and Martina nodded. “Yes, she did. I’m packing already
The Next day Martina walked into her house after Caterina opened the door. She had left the police station to clean up before she returned. Adelina was busy trying to look for ways to get her son out of the custody of the police. Caterina had a huge frown on her face, and she wasn’t ready to talk to Martina. Not after what she had done. Martina looked around her living room and let out a loud sigh. “I missed this place so much,” She muttered, dropping the bag she carried on the couch. “Of course you did. That is why you stayed with him, like forever,” Caterina responded and sat on the couch. “C’mon, Caterina. Don’t give me that attitude. I’m back now, okay?” Martina approached her and sat next to her on the couch. “You are back because Alberto didn’t wait for your stupid plan! I see no reason why he wanted you out of Roberto’s custody at all cost after you showed him you didn’t want your freedom.” Caterina folded her hand and threw her head to the other side. “It isn’t what you thi
Martina and Roberto walked out of the ship and headed to the car. On the body of the car were holes made by the bullets that hit it. Roberto’s eyes widened when he remembered he had kept Adelina in the car and didn’t leave anyone to check up on her. As they approached, he stared into the car from the windscreen and didn’t see her at all. ‘Was she shot? Did they get to her too? Did she escape? How the f**k did I forget about her?’ Roberto reminisced. He pulled Martina with him as he hurried to the car. He headed for the back door and opened it. He saw Adelina laying on the seat, her eyes were closed, and she seemed to be asleep. “Adelina,” He called, and she slowly moved her head. “God, you are something else,” Roberto shook his head. He wondered how a person would be so comfortable, to the extent of sleeping, in such a situation. Adelina slowly opened her sleepy eyes and looked at Roberto. “What? I didn’t sleep well last night, okay? I was busy putting your money together.” She pout
Roberto overtook Vincenzo’s car and began to lead the way. He watched the infotainment in the car he drove and kept following behind the van. He didn’t get too close because he didn’t want them to notice him, nor was he too far so that he wouldn’t give them too much time to do something crazy to Martina. Roberto furrowed his brows when he saw them head to the nearest sea. “Where the f**k are they taking her? Why are they heading to the sea?” Roberto mumbled as he kept driving. “They are heading to the seaport boss. We need to attack as soon as possible or we would lose them,” Vincenzo said after connecting to the infotainment in Roberto’s car. “I’m very aware, okay? Once the vehicles stop, we rush them. We start attacking, we must make sure nothing happens to Martina.” Roberto informed Vincenzo before disconnecting the call. Soon the vehicle that kidnapped Martina stopped at the seaport. They hurried down the vehicle as they sighted the ship they were expecting approach them. One of
Adelina kept her hands in the air, instructing her men to stay low. “We can’t let him take you away!” One of her closest men said, keeping his gun up. “He is my son! You shoot him, you die!” She yelled in response, and he slowly lowered his gun. Roberto pulled her by the hand out of the compound and when they got outside, he found out that his Mercedes Benz was nowhere to be found. It was this car that Bruno drove. “Martina!” He called in fear and anger, but he got no response. “What did you do?!” He smacked, looking at Adelina. “I’m your mother, Roberto! I didn’t do anything to your Martina! And why did you leave her out here alone? You are in the Mafia, you can’t be careless.” “Oh please, shut up! She wasn’t here alone. My men were with her!” Roberto spat angrily. “Then they are not competent enough. It’s that simple,” Adelina responded. Roberto looked at her and clenched his jaw in rage. He looked at one of his men and called him closer by waving his head. “Get her into the car.
“You are not my mother! I don’t want to hear any more filthy words from that mouth of yours! Give me my money, and I’ll be on my way! I have better things to do!” Roberto yelled at Adelina, his hands were shaking, and he tried forcing back the tears that threatened to roll out of his eyes. “Roberto, if you want your money, I have your money ready. I just want you to know the truth before you leave.” She walked back to her desk and opened her drawer. Roberto kept his gun pointed to her, Incase she wanted to act funny. Adelina pulled out an album from the drawer and stretched it to Roberto. “After looking at this pictures, you will be able to decide if you still want to kill me or know the true story about your biological mother.” Roberto narrowed his gaze at her, and then at the album. He wasn’t sure what he wanted, but he sure didn’t want to let this opportunity go. He needed to know the whole truth. “Drop it on the table,” He waved his gun, pointing at the table. She bobbed and plac
“You are not going to talk to me? What do you want me to do, Vincenzo?” Martina asked after she stepped out of the car and approached Vincenzo. Vincenzo heaved a loud sigh and turned to look at her, while Bruno stared at them, looking very confused and lost. “Martina, I don’t want you to do anything apart from staying away from this house and sitting peacefully in the car. This is a dangerous place, and you shouldn’t be out here,” He said, and she rolled her eyes. “I am very aware this is a dangerous place, you don’t have to remind me, Vincenzo. I stepped out of the car because I believe we both need to talk,” She said, and Vincenzo looked at Bruno, he saw he was lost staring at the both of them. “Hey… I thought you said you wanted to pee. What are you still waiting for?” Vincenzo asked, widening his eyes as he looked at Bruno. “Oh… true! I almost forgot. I’ll pee now and come back as soon as possible,” Bruno responded and briskly walked away. Vincenzo exhaled and turned to look at M
As Roberto got into the compound. All the armed men that were in the compound, on the top floor of the house, corked their guns and pointed them at him. In front of him sat a woman, she looked like she was in her late fifties. She sat on a chair, she wore a long white garment, and she crossed her legs. She raised her hand, and they all lowered their guns. Roberto wasn’t shaken by the guns they pointed at him, all he thought was how a woman could steal that huge amount of money from his Father, and he wasn’t aware until now. He got to where she sat, and he saw she wore a bright smile. “Roberto Galante! Welcome.” She uttered, standing up. “I don’t think greeting me this way would save you from my hands. Let’s have a chat, shall we?” Roberto sounded angry and determined as he spoke. He wanted to know everything. Who she was, how she got access to his Father’s money, how she could stay hidden for years. “Sure. I’d love to have a chat with you too. Alone.” Greco looked at Adelina from be
As they drove down to Adelina Marchetti’s house, there was an awkward silence in the car. Roberto was thinking about how to deal with this woman that had stolen so much money from his father, while Martina couldn’t stop thinking about her chat with Vincenzo the previous night. “Boss, we are five minutes away from her house now,” Bruno uttered, looking at the back seat through the interior mirror. Roberto raised his head and looked at him, he gave a nod. “Okay. Tell the other to be on alert. She could be aware we are on our way already. We can’t be stupid,” He responded, and Bruno gave a nod. He proceeded to talk to the others, using the microphone attached to his shirt. Roberto looked at Martina and noticed she had been staring out of the window speechlessly for so many minutes. She had a sad face and was lost in thoughts. He moved his head to her leg and touched it slightly. She jolted out of her thoughts and turned her head to look at him. He let out a slight smile and said, “What i