Weakness in our line of business could be fatal. Dante Russo remembered the words of his father and they kept ringing in his ear. Dante never loved his father, he even hated his father's guts. He had lived his whole life trying to be different and better than his father.
"He has sent the address." Anthony gave his boss Dante the latest update.
Dante Russo is a mafia boss and his rival gang just kidnapped his girlfriend, Sophia, to make him drop out from getting the new contract government wanted to award him. Dante couldn't believe he would make such a mistake after taking the family business from his two half brothers.
"What are we waiting for, let's go get her." Dante said and entered the car together with Anthony.
"Boss, you still have time to turn up at the presentation." Anthony wished his boss would be awarded the contract because he worked a lot for it. Though they are a mafia family, Dante was trying to change everything and make them a decent family.
"Don't worry, I have already accepted my defeat. Roman Ricci, he played his card well." Dante balled his hand into a fist and gritted his teeth for allowing his enemy to explore his weakness.
"Let's get to the address, no need to call everyone."
"What if it's a trap?" Anthony has been with Dante ever since high school. He helped Dante conquer the whole surrounding high school so he knows how dangerous Dante could be when he is provoked.
"I pray it's a trap." Dante looked out of the car window as the car drove through the streets of Italy. Anthony knew that whenever Dante is like this, he has been provoked.
"Alright." Anthony accepted but still sent a message to their men and asked them to head to the address and be on standby. Anthony is one of the people that believes in the strength of Dante but he still likes being careful. It's Dante's job to become the powerful figure they all look at, but it's Anthony's job to protect that figure.
After a while, they arrived at the abandoned factory and Dante stepped down the driver or Anthony. Dante doesn't know which anger consumes him the most, his anger on himself for letting his guard down, or his anger on his enemy for playing such dirty lips.
"I am guessing she would be kept in one of the abandoned rooms." Dante entered the building without waiting.
"Wait out here." Anthony instructed the driver and followed Dante. Anthony was already sure their men has already arrived and be on standby.
It wasn't hard to find out where Sophia was being kept. Four tugs were sitting in front of the door. They all stood up when they saw Dante approaching. Dante is a tall handsome young man with dark hair. His height and broad shoulder make him imposing and pleasant to the eyes.
"You must be Dante." One of the tugs said as they approached Dante.
"Is she safe?" Dante asked in a low threatening tone. The tugs laughed at him because they were confident in their number. Anthony pitied the thugs that had no idea that their boss has just offered them for sacrifice.
"You must be a lover boy." The tug with a scar said while stepping aside to pick up one of the batons laying around.
"Dante!" Sophia yelled from inside the room.
"Oh, the princess is screaming for her prince." They mocked.
"While coming here, I was trying to convince myself not to punish you guys for the wrongdoings of your boss." Dante removed his suit jacket and folded the sleeves of his black shirt up to his elbow.
"But seeing how disrespectful and unremorseful you lots are, I will enjoy what I am about to do." Dante dashed toward them and they were surprised about it. Dante has lived his whole life fighting, so he knew it's best to attack first. Since the tugs weren't ready and had the confidence they would win it was easy for Dante to knock them all down.
"Mercy." The one with the scar cried as blood ran down his nose. Now he realized why their boss's right-hand man left them with a mocking grin.
"It's enough Dante, let's get Sophia out of here." Anthony reminded Dante of the reason for them being here. Anthony didn't bother helping Dante because he knew four tugs are barely enough to push Dante to his limit.
Dante let go of the tug and went inside to untie his girlfriend, Sophia. It hasn't been long since they started dating but Dante was sure he would make her his wife. Sophia is a beautiful girl with blond hair that makes her eye candy. They met five months ago at one of Dante's hotels. Sophia wasn't like other girls he had been with. She was ambitious and understood the dangers surrounding the life of Dante.
"I am sorry Sophia." Dante apologize as he untied Sophia. He knew if he was more careful, Sophia would have been safe.
"I just want to go home." Sophia carried as the whole ordeal shook her. Sophia knew the dangers when she accepted to date Dante, she was prepared for it but being close to danger made her regret her decision. Her friend warned her about her safety but she was blinded by her desire for power and fame.
"Let's go home."
"No, I want to go to my own house." Sophia cowered away as Dante wanted to comfort her. It saddened Dante for he thought he has finally found a girl that would accept his dangerous lifestyle.
"Alright, Anthony take her home." Dante didn't try to persuade her for he knew he was the reason for her current predicament.
"Alright Boss." Anthony took Sophia and left the building after Dante covered her with his jacket. Sophia was wearing a red gown that he bought her last month. Sophia was on her way to get a present for Dante as a present if he gets awarded the contract. She was kidnapped by the men of Roman Ricci, she was used to threatened Dante and made him drop his desires for the contract.
Dante was alone with the tugs that were still grunting for the pain they suffered at the hands of Dante when his phone rang.
"Hello." The voice of Roman came through
"I am sure you have rescued your princess like the knight in shiny armor." Roman mocked him but Dante kept mute.
"Well, I called to tell you I have been awarded the project." Dante hung up before Roman could say another word. Dante was already thinking of a way to not only get back at him but also get the upper hand.
"Your boss has just provoked the devil." Dante said to the tugs before leaving the building.
Dante Russo, the youngest Mafia boss that took over the family business after his father died. He succeeded to become the boss after he showed his two half brothers what he is capable of. For two years now he has been trying to let go of his mafia life and live a good life for the sake of the people that depends on him. Because he was trying to turn over a new leaf he no longer makes evil plans or tries to get things done through illegal means. Now, his old father's partner, Roman Ricci, has awakened the beast that was laid dormant in him. After working hard through legal means to get the contract, Roman Ricci took it from him in a devious way. Dante might get trying to turn a new leaf but he is still the devil that pays back tenfold whenever he is wronged. Roman Ricci, has just awakened the devil and there would be a price to pay.
Madonna Ricci was at the bar trying to drink her sorrows away but it wasn't walking. A lot of young men approached the seductive beauty offering to buy her a drink but she always turned them down. "Refill." She instructed the bartender and he did as he was told. The bartender seductively smiled at Madonna and hope she would still be around when he ends his shift. The bartender was used to such situations, now and then, a girl would stumble into the bar to drink because of heartbreak or just any shitty reasons. The bartender would always give them a listening ear and a shoulder to cry on, then at the end of it, the girls would warm his bed. He was already making up ways to conquer the beauty before him."Rough day?" He asked as he tossed the filled glass of vodka over to Madonna."Is it?" Madonna asked and that's the first time the bartender has gotten such a reply. It made him lose words. His sixth sense was warning him to mind his business, that the girl before him was not someone h
Madonna woke up and her head felt like it was about to split open. She has never drank so much as she did last night. She was happy it was the weekend so she wouldn't be going to work today or tomorrow. She stood up from bed and tried to get an aspirin for her headache and that was when she noticed everything was different. "No, no, no." She muttered as she discovered she was naked under the duvet. The next she noticed was that the room was unfamiliar. "What did I do last night?" She tried to remember what happened but nothing came to her head."Yes, I would be returning in less than a week." She heard a masculine voice coming from the next room. Madonna's heart was beating loudly against her rips and she was scared to think of what might have happened last night. "Alright, take care of everything, bye." Madonna wrapped the duvet tightly around her chest to cover her nakedness as she heard the footstep approaching her."You are awake." Dante said the moment he saw Madonna. The che
"Don't be ridiculous." Madonna noticed a second later that she has exposed her nakedness again. It has not been up to a day since she met Dante but she has already shown him parts of her that nobody has ever seen. Dante cleared his throat and acted indifferent about the ordeal."Just a few minutes ago you were willing to accept whatever condition." "Yes, that was because I thought it would be a sane condition.""What decision would consider sane?" Madonna pouted as she realized the whole situation was already insane."How about I work for you, I can make a very good secretary.""I do not require a secretary.""How about a personal assistant?" Madonna has no negotiation skills. After she graduated, she started working as a teacher and she enjoys it."Personal assistant?" Dante thought of his best friend Anthony, who is currently his assistant and he would not step down from the position. "That position would never be vacant."Madonna tried to speak but Dante cuts her off. "Don't try,
"They are out." The reporter rushed towards the latest couple as they stepped out of the church. All this was Dante's plan, he asked Anthony to give reporters tips that he was secretly getting married."Mr. Dante is this the reason you went off-grid for two months." One of the reporters asked. Anthony did his best to keep them at bay and they were already taking photos of the couple."She is Roman Ricci's only daughter, do her parents know about this?" Another asked."When did your relationship start, or was it an arranged marriage?" The reporters never got tired of questions"Yeah, I went off-grid to cool my head and fate brought this beautiful young girl to me." Dante smiled warmly and pecked her cheeks. Dante hardly accept interviews and whenever he was cornered by any reporter he would make sure the reporter never repeat it. The reporters were surprised to see the ruthless CEO to be smiling and acting warm toward a lady."It wasn't planned but I wouldn't have wished for a better b
Dante was just a few feet away from Madonna when he stopped. He scoffed as he realized he just lost control of himself. He was about to go back when he saw two men walking up to Madonna."I thought this island is only for couples, why do people approach strangers for a one-night stand if they came here with their couple." Dante was now feeling frustrated by the people of the island."Hello, pretty girl." One of the men said as they approached Madonna. Madonna was wearing a pair of sunglass so they didn't see her roll her eyes, this wasn't the first time she was experiencing such."I am married." She was quick to tell them and continued walking."I don't see no ring and no man beside you. He must be stupid to have left such a beautiful girl to roam free." Madonna didn't bother answering them and continued walking down the beach."Come on lady, let's just have some fun." The two guys followed Madonna and kept bothering her. Dante just followed behind keeping enough distance for them not
When the two came back to their lodge, neither of them spoke any word. Madonna stood behind Dante with her face down and Dante was embarrassed about his actions."Have they always been disturbing you?" "Yes." Madonna answered with a frown."We still have a week to spend, I will always be with you till then." Dante left the lodge immediately after speaking. He left with the excuse to go get food but in truth, he feared he would lose his cool if he stayed a moment longer "Evil tyrant, leaving after speaking his mind." Madonna muttered but didn't hate the idea of Dante tagging along.True to his words, Dante always tags along with her whenever she steps outside. Though they don't talk to each other Dante made sure to provide all she needed and Madonna made sure to make use of the opportunity."I would like to have a glass of grape juice." Dante glared at her but still went and got her order. Madonna was having the best time of her life treating the Mafia boss like her personal shuffle.
"I can't even be appreciated for the stress of carrying her in, bridal style." Dante complains to nobody in particular as he sips the cocktail he ordered in the bar. He knew that Madonna wasn't wrong in being careful. Judging by what he did, he was already surprised that Madonna hasn't planned to poison him. "You are here?" Madonna came looking for Dante after waiting for one hour. "What do you care." Dante didn't look back to know it was Madonna. The night was chilly so the scarf Madonna wrapped around her body wasn't enough. Though she knew she was right in being cautious, she still can't shake away the guilt she was feeling. "Come let's go back." Madonna thought she was feeling guilty because not for once has Dante tried to do anything funny since they arrived in the Maldives. "Don't worry, you would feel safer with me not sleeping under the same roof." Dante took a sip of his cocktail and can't remember how many of those he has taken. The alcohol content wasn't much but he was
"Boss, there is an emergency." Anthony's voice brought them back to reality and Madonna was the first to move away. She floated to her end and looked away thereby backing them."What's the emergency?" Dante felt a pint of sadness and a load of anger at what just happened."Ricci is moving towards the market revenue." Dante let out a low growl and looked at the daughter of his rival. He dare not admit to himself what was about to happen."Ready the flight, we are going home now.""Everything is ready boss." Anthony bowed and left the two to talk. Anthony was oblivious to what he had just done."Get ready we are leaving.""I thought....""Don't question my word, if I say we are leaving we are leaving. Go and back up your belongings woman." Dante was never the type to shout but when he spoke with strong emotion, the density would be felt even without raising his voice. Madonna felt a cold shiver run down her spine as she left the pool to do as she was told. Madonna didn't hear what Anth
Madonna's heart pounded in her chest as the words she had just spoken hung in the air. She hadn’t meant to say them, but now that they were out, she couldn’t take them back. And the truth was, deep down, she didn’t want to. Seeing Dante’s intense gaze locked on hers only heightened the feeling that she needed to salvage the situation, but her mind swirled in a storm of emotions.“I know… I know you didn’t want to hear that,” she whispered, her voice trembling with vulnerability. “Our marriage, it—it started off on the wrong foot. And I know you might think this is just some form of Stockholm syndrome, or that I’m playing a game. But it’s not. I promise it’s not. I’m not asking for you to say anything back, or to feel obligated to reciprocate. I just needed you to know how I feel... and admitting it, it makes me happy.”Her breath hitched as Dante’s gaze didn’t waver, his eyes penetrating deeper than ever before. The silence stretched between them, but it wasn’t empty. It was full—full
While the world around him slept, Dante lay wide awake, his mind consumed by one thing—how deeply he had wronged Madonna. He wasn’t heartless. He knew the weight of his actions, and guilt gnawed at him. Any other woman would have erupted in fury by now, but Madonna’s quiet endurance only amplified his shame.“What’s keeping you up?” Nana’s voice broke the silence as she descended the stairs, finding Dante brooding on the sofa.“Nothing, Nana. Why are you awake?” he asked, trying to mask his troubled thoughts. Nana, however, was one of the few who knew how to see past his hard exterior.“When you reach my age, sleep becomes a luxury,” she sighed, a touch of bitterness clouding her face.“You’re not that old, Nana,” Dante scoffed softly, a rare tenderness in his voice.“For all our sakes, I hope you’re right.” Nana chuckled softly as she settled into her chair, her sharp eyes studying him. She had known Dante long enough to feel the turmoil brewing in him, even when he wouldn’t voice it
Dante followed his wife obediently as they entered their room. The silence between them was so thick that it made breathing difficult for him. If his enemies and allies saw him now, they wouldn’t believe their eyes.“Are you hungry?” Madonna finally spoke, but she still didn’t look him in the face, which unnerved him even more.“No.” How could he be hungry in such a situation?“You should go and bathe. I’ll make you something to eat,” she said, seemingly ignoring his response or simply not caring.“I said I’m not hungry,” he repeated louder, frustrated. This time, Madonna raised her head to look at him. Dante sat at the edge of the bed, while Madonna stood closer to the door.“You shouldn’t cultivate the habit of not eating when you come home. I won’t allow that,” she said firmly. Though anger laced her voice, the care in her eyes was heartwarming.“I could settle for fettuccine al pomodoro,” Dante relented, knowing it was late but certain Madonna would ask the maids to prepare it.“Al
Dante drove to Anthony’s apartment since he couldn’t spend the night at the mansion. He parked and waited outside, knowing Anthony had to drop Nana off before coming home. Dante didn't call to rush him; instead, he decided to help himself to some whiskey while waiting. He had a lot on his mind.“What’s keeping this fool?” Dante checked his watch. It was already past 10 p.m. “I should be in the arms of my woman, not here waiting for him,” he muttered, scoffing as he thought about how much he'd resisted the temptation of being intimate with Madonna.“If only she knew what she had,” he smiled softly, reflecting on how innocently unaware Madonna was of her beauty.Lost in thoughts of her, Dante finally heard the sound of Anthony’s car pulling up, and he let out a sigh of relief, downing the remaining whiskey in his glass.“Tonight will be like no other,” Anthony’s voice rang out as he entered the hallway. Dante couldn’t help but smirk.“I look forward to it,” a sweet female voice responded
"He did?" Madonna never thought that Dante was involved in the school war."Yes, he conquered every school and made an ironclad rule that is still in use till today.""Isn't that a good thing? He stopped the fights. I can remember how my friends would always complain about their fear of coming to school, it was a sad period. After the fight stopped, students became happy and school became fun again.""I suppose you can say that, but do you imagine what he had to do in order to end the war.""What happened? Please, tell me everything." Francesco felt that what he was saying is beginning to get to Madonna so he decided to tell her everything, starting from the beginning."I was always bullied in school, I wasn't even strong enough to protect my sister, Kenny. Because she was beautiful, our school strongest forcefully took her as his girlfriend. Our students were constantly fighting against themselves, or other schools. The fights sometimes get bloody but no one ever died. One day, Dante
Madonna wasn't the one holding Williams, but she felt like she did something wrong. She removed her hand from Williams's hold and clasped her hands together before answering Dante's question."Williams was just inviting me to our school get-together.""What did you say?" Dante had come here to break things off with her, but seeing her with another man, made him forget what he came to do."I wouldn't be able to come," Madonna answered with a pinch of sadness. It didn't escape Dante's notice and it made his heart soften. He felt guilty that he hasn't been giving the poor girl the freedom and love she deserved."Why wouldn't be able to do that?" Dante climbed up the stairs to meet with the beautiful lady."Because you..." She didn't want Williams to hear what she was about to say. Dante knew what she wanted to say."I think it would be good to go see your old schoolmate.""Really?" Madonna was happy about that."Sure, they should see how beautiful you still are." Dante smiled."I would c
"Father, forgive me for I have sinned. It has been.... I don't know, three months since my last confession." Madonna spoke near the hole for the priest to hear. Nana was the first to say her confessions. The priest saw them earlier when they entered the church and he remembered Madonna instantly. A priest would never reveal what has been confessed to them in the confessional box, but they most remember. The priest remembered how many boys would come to confess how they had immoral thoughts about Madonna, and girls would confess their jealousy towards her. Madonna was the reason for many of her friends' sins without knowing, but for her she was unblemished. The priest would often smile whenever he hears her confession and he would feel bad for the ones that hated the innocent girl. After Madonna's first statement she kept quiet since she had no idea how to start or where to start "Speak my child, the lord is listening.""I don't know where to start, I am married." She decided to start
"How do you mean?" Madonna felt a chill and suddenly the warmness she is feeling in her heart, felt familiar. Madonna would always have this fuzzy feeling whenever she was thinking about the young mask boy that saved her. The fuzzy feelings stopped when she got older so she forgot what it felt like. It started recently but it wasn't because of the boy, it was because of the handsome man in front of her."You know," Dante swallowed hard and felt like he was constipated. "You are a beautiful lady, I wouldn't see a reason why a boy wouldn't fantasize about you." "You're right, I was always a beauty." Madonna flicked her hair as she accepted Dante's statement."I bet he would be somewhere always watching you whenever you visit, but too shy to come out." Dante felt like patting himself on the back for successfully evading a disaster."I must admit, I always had the same thought.""Wait, you are here telling me about your first love with a smile. I am certainly jealous, he is lucky I haven
The words of Madonna effortlessly flowed into Dante's heart and it sounded like a melody. Anthony has been telling Dante to let Madonna go as they planned, but Dante couldn't. "What else would be making you fall?" He asked as he kissed her ears."When you touch me like this." Madonna let out a moan. Madonna couldn't tell if she was the one that laid back or Dante was the one that pushed her back, all she knew was her back was touching the bed. Dante has been with many women but never has he felt the urge to satisfy a lady as much as he feels now. Dante masterfully removed her nightgown and cupped her left breast with his right hand. It was a handful, not too big or too small, just the perfect size. Dante felt the hardness of her nipple against his palm so he lowered his head to give the needed attention. Madonna was losing herself in the wave of pleasure and it was impossible to keep her eyes open. Dante knead her breast and Madonna had to grab onto the sheets because she felt dizzy