ANTONIOI know it wasn't an ordinary call.At first, I thought, what if Jordan already told him about my time with Rivera?Since he worked for the Portuguese, he could have known about Rivera's plans and the meeting.What if Jordan already told him everything?Including what Rivera failed to tell me.Confused. I was really that confused.A lot was running through my head.Miranda. My unborn baby. Xander's naughty attitude and how I would deal with it.Sometimes I wonder if that boy doesn't know what I am capable of.I only see how Miranda behaves when he is with her.I don't want that happiness. I don't want it for her.Not when it's coming from someone else.Not from Xander.He better not be there when I get back. Else he is dead.I drove as swiftly as I could to Don Vito's residence. I could imagine what Jordan was facing already.Even though he was the boss's bastard son, he wouldn't take it easy with him.That, I was sure of.Even the hooker who gave birth to him had her own shar
MIRANDAI coughed.Could it be what I am thinking?Could it be just exactly what I have in mind about this?If it was then I guess things are beginning to come out right.I sat and stared at the photo that accidentally popped out of the file.It was Antonio and who I think is his sister.They look pretty much alike.It has to be her. Antonio's sister.He once told me he had a sister one particular night when we had multiple rounds of sex.He must have been really excited that night for him to have blurted that out to me.Well, that was the first and last time he spoke about her.But I remembered him saying, people called her his twin sister but they were never twins but shared a super striking resemblance.It's definitely her.My mind snapped back to what I was doing.My plan.I already had the perfect bargain with me In case of any trouble.Antonio wouldn't see this coming.Don Vito is just so evil.I wonder how he could do such to his godson…..Immediately I packed the files back an
FEW YEARS AGO,ANTONIO'S POVI stormed in.My eyes darted everywhere in search of my briefcase.“Where the fuck is it?” It was right here before I left this morning.“Who the heck came for it?” I spoke out angrily as I searched the room.That briefcase contained a million dollars and a hard drive. The hard drive. The actual reason I am looking for the briefcase.The money is nothing to me.I can do that in just two hours.It wouldn't take a joule of energy from me.But the hard drive wasn't something I could create or recreate if it ever got missing.It was essential. Essential to my life, to Don Vito, to the whole mafia.Every of our business plans and grade dealings were drafted into a single document for reference purposes.It was time to present one of the biggest shows to the Chinese, our top investors, and everything we need is on that drive.I kept searching and searching but I couldn't find it.Only if I could get the briefcase, then I would be relaxed.But there was no sign
ANTONIO'S POV"What do you mean you can't find my sister?""Is she so small to be seen or searched for?""Get out of my sight Andre, and get her for me," I said in a loud tone.Are these people playing a prank on me?I was here an hour ago and l spoke to her.So what does Andre mean by 'she is missing'?In a house full of able-bodied men to guard and protect her?No, It must be a prank.I didn't take it so seriously.I was more bothered about my missing briefcase.How the heck does something as big as a briefcase suddenly get missing in a house?"Boys!!!" I shouted.That was what I call them.It wasn't a code or a slang peculiar to the mafia.It was just my thing whenever I wanted to call out to my men.“Boys,” I called out again.They assembled in front of me including Andre, the guy who came to tell me he couldn't find my sister.“Andre. Where is she?" I asked.“I still can't find her boss. I have searched everywhere even upstairs in her room. She is not there, boss,” Andre said, lo
ANTONIO"So you didn't see her since then?" Miranda spoke softly as she watched me narrate how my sister had gone missing.“I didn't but I knew for a start she was taken away. I knew someone was behind it but I never knew who it was.”I never thought of going to Don Vito's place.That was simply because of the missing items which I made a promise to bring back to him.My mind never thought Don Vito could be behind it.He wasn't such to do so.I was his godson for goodness sake.We don't harm family.Not just a mafia code but a bond.“Why would Don do such to me?”I paced around the room.So he had Carmela in his custody all those years and didn't say a word to me.For a full year, I searched every corner of the earth for her but couldn't find her.At some point, I became discouraged and sad.There was no news of her kidnap.Nobody saw her.Nobody saw anything.I had no choice but to report to the police.But there were still no positive results.Virtually, every mafia crib was raided.
MIRANDA“Bring her out!”“That slutty bitch. Bring her out!”Those were the cold and harsh words of Don Vito as two tattoed men barged into the room and dragged me out.“Please don't kill me!” I pleaded as the men kept hitting my leg while they pushed me out the door.My heart kept racing.I couldn't find Antonio.This was the time I needed him the most. To save me from this danger.I was about to lose my life in front of this devil in human skin!I watched Don Vito puff his cigar into the air.He walked up to me and pulled my hair.“You are one sneaky bitch. I would enjoy watching my men torture you before I kill you myself,” he said.The evil in his eyes was true and frightening.Fear overtook my bones and I felt like sinking to the ground.“Will this be the end of me?”“My life wasted just like that? So at the end of the day, I end up being killed by the same man who murdered my only sister?”I wept as I stood in front of Don Vito who was busy blowing the smoke of his cigar on my f
DON VITO"How many times have I warned you not to appear before me without giving me a call?""You can't just show up. You are not Antonio. Only my godson has the liberty of doing that.""What are you even doing here in the first place?" I asked the young man. "I have brought you information as usual," he answered."And you didn't think you telling me beforehand was wise? What if Antonio was here with me?""Wouldn't that have wrecked all of my secret plans? Uhn?" I spoke in a loud tone."Boss, I am sorry but I had to quickly come and tell you this. I couldn't make any calls where I was, boss," the young man said hastily."What is this about? Be quick," I shouted.I was expecting some hookers and a ton of cash to arrive that hour.I didn't want anyone to know about it including the fellow standing in front of me."Boss, we already have the man. He is in the torture room," one of my men walked into the room and said."Just hold him there. I'll join you guys soon," I answered in haste.
MIRANDAI wonder what Antonio wants to tell me.He hasn't been home for the past two days.I miss him.As weird as that may have sounded,I actually do miss him.His touch.His voice.Even the way he cautions me when I go against his simple instructions.I hugged the bedsheets so tightly. I squeezed them in my hands and inhaled the fragrance out of them.His cologne still spreads around the room and on the sheets.He had become a part of me already even though his presence only threatened me and made me feel scared.I have become so glued to having him around so I feel empty when he is not.Let's not go to the sex.As much as I hate him and wish to escape his grasp, I enjoy every moment of it.It was as though he had cursed me with his charm and now I am left trapped in his sexiness and beauty.The way he handles me is one of a kind.I can't seem to get it out of my head.A feeling I hold onto whenever I want to While I was wandering in my thoughts, I heard a voice from outside my r
MADOFFI have wanted her for so long.At last, she is mine tonight. Whatever I wanted I got, Power money and respect were all mine including the woman that has been my desire for years.Diane's gown slit open by the side revealing her hot legs as she sat down while I poured us some drink.A grin nudged on my lips as we clanked glass and made a toast to a great friendship and more.“Something more?" Diane asked me with teasing eyes.I gulped my drink and licked my lips coyly.“Yeah sexy I want you to be mine. I'll give you whatever you want.” My eyes scanned Diane's hot body as the words crept out of my lips.“But I have everything I need" Diane replied to me with a seductive glance.Diane was playing hard to get but that interested me more about her. Agreeing with her she had everything she had except a man struck the facial expression of surprise on her that I was expecting.“A man!?” She scoffed. “What gave you that impression?” She posed the question playing with her fingers across
CRISTOMy nerves were at ease when I remembered that Carlone had given me a license and registration bearing the name ‘Calvin’ and my masked face.My hands stopped shaking as I held the ID in my palm and gave it to the officer who observed it closely.After what seemed like an eternity he looked at me and said the name he saw on it.“Calvin Damian."“Yes sir," I replied.He got amused by my friendly demeanour and asked where I was driving to.“A friend’s party" I replied curtly.He nodded at my response and advised that I drive safely, handing my ID back to me.“You were driving too fast. Take it easy."He added calmly.I thanked him and drove off at a low speed to avoid being stopped over again.I halted in front of the casino. All eyes were on me as I stepped out of the Lambo looking dapper with an air of confidence.A guard walked up to me and greeted me.“Good evening sir."Then he collected the keys from me and parked the car.As I approached the casino entrance, another set of g
XANDER“You think you're a tough guy huh! Well, let's see how tough you are!”Zacko spat at me, landing blows to my gut with a mischievous glint in his eyes as the guards restrained my hands.I clenched my teeth, refusing to give Zacko the satisfaction of seeing my anguish. The pain coursed through me like a river of fire, but I held it inside, refusing to let it escape in a scream.While the pain raged through me, I drew strength from the knowledge that this was only a scratch, a fleeting discomfort in comparison to the past ordeals I had endured.Without getting any reaction from me, Zacko punched me harder, a smile tugged at the end of my lips seeing his frustration which hung around his neck like a necklace of stones.“You're having fun huh? Well, let's see how fun this is…” He spat at me with a devilish smirk.My eyes widened in shock at what happened next.The babyface bodyguard gave Zacko brass knuckles which he wore on his right hand.It hurt like crazy when he punched my stom
CRISTOWhat a day!Antonio had not disclosed the plan to us yet but I believed he had something up his sleeves.Now I understand why the twins trusted him so much. He is a leader who always has the best interests of those around him at heart.Also, he was full of surprises which came in handy.None of us knew what tonight had in store for us, but one thing was for sure: It would be thrilling and full of action.We will surely secure the bag.One hundred million dollars was not a child's play.Of course, our gang was worth a fortune but we had never had a deal worth a huge amount as this one.Moreover, it was high risk.It made me horny!I burst into laughter as I gulped a drink of scotch down my throat in the quiet of my room.It has been half an hour since we returned safely to the mansion. We had a brief break of rest before the next meeting.I smiled at the thought of Diane.The picture of her beautiful face lingered in my mind as I poured a drink into my glass cup, a little this t
CARLONEI watched from a distance as my twin stood still at the sound of the bodyguard holding a revolver in his hands.Without uttering a word, he circled Carlo like a predator about to feast on his prey.My gaze met with the man in black. Neither I nor my twin flinched, instead we maintained our cool.At that moment, another bodyguard walked toward us, lowering a piercing stare at me and switching gazes.The both of them looked at each other and burst out in laughter.Carlo and I were confused but we kept our emotions in check.“They are not who we are looking for."The taller guard’s voice rang in the air.“Yeah, these pussies are too scared even to move." The other guard echoed with a mocking smile on his face.“Are you done?" He barked at us.I simply nodded.He patted Carlo on the shoulder and asked us to leave.“Sloppy bastards." He echoed as we were leaving their presence.I clenched my fists to throw a jab at him but my twin whispered to me to control my anger.“There will be
CARLOMy twin and I, disguised in human masks with different identities, entered Madoff’s Mansion precisely ten minutes after the power was cut off.Boss Antonio’s connections within the power supply company gave him leverage over a loyal follower, who promptly cut off the power to the mansion at his order.We approached the bodyguards at the gate, showing them fake IDs.The guards scrutinized us for a few seconds before calling to confirm the power failure.Satisfied with the explanation, they allowed us through. We marched towards the main entrance where we were searched thoroughly by another set of bodyguards.The guard who seemed to be in charge questioned Carlone and me, inquiring suspiciously,“This is unusual, we’ve never experienced a power failure before, and you guys arrived so fast. How come?”Carlone remained unfazed, replying calmly, “You are a VIP, sir, and we are efficient in every sense of our job.”The guard nodded, but I could sense the scrutiny that lingered in his
ANGELAMy phone rang.I already knew who was calling. The man whose mission was the reason I was in this mansion, occupied by the Mafia.“Have you made progress?" His hoarse voice rang through my phone.“Yes, he has tasted my cake," I replied confidently.“Impressive. Now wait for further instructions,” he uttered and hung up.At that moment, I heard footsteps.Someone was approaching the door, so I quickly hid the phone in the usual place under the wash basin in the bathroom.When I came out of the bathroom, my gaze met with Don Vito’s.His smile shocked me all over.“There you are."“What have you been up to?” he asked, drawing me closer to him.I smiled coyly. “Nothing really. Keeping myself ready for you.”Don Vito’s lips curled into a grin as I leaned in and kissed him.He wrapped his arms around me, pulling me into an embrace, and then gently pulled me onto his lap.“I have a surprise for you,” he said, whisking two bags with his right hand.“Here you go, these are for you.”“Wh
ANTONIO“What?” I was stunned.I couldn't believe my eyes as I read the text on the screen of my phone. The roaches were no other than the Dalmorra gang, a trusted ally of ours.They were known for their brutality and discrete methods of operation, but Dr. White was no novice in this spy game.To prove his information, he sent a picture along with the text, which I confirmed was authentic.I saw the black dodge that trailed us tonight parked a block away from Madoff's Casino, which meant they observed our operation tonight at the Casino. I racked my brain, wondering if they were not on to us inside the Casino.If that were to be so, we have strong competition in securing the hundred million dollars, which I suspected the Dalmorra gang to be interested in.But if they were observing us from outside the Casino, it's possible they don't know the specifics of our plan yet. Either way, we need to be careful and reconsider our strategy.Could it also have been the Dalmorra gang that sent me
DON VITO“Welcome, Boss," a guard greeted me, opening the door to the torture room in the basement.I walked into the dark room, snapping my finger to turn on the lights, and Xander's parents jerked in fear at the intensity of the bright light.I did a 360 movement around Xander’s parents like a predator circling its prey, before walking to the edge of the room and taking my seat.I could smell the fear in them, even across the room, as they visibly shook. Their cowardice fueled my rage—I hate pussies. They were sure to get the DON VITO experience.At the snap of my finger, they were waterboarded, their heads tilted backward as a torrent of water deluged their faces. The sound of their cries was a sweet melody to my ears until I had enough.“Please!!!" they wailed, at the top of their voices in excruciating pain as they struggled to catch their breath.Vance lit my cigar, and I inhaled the smoke before releasing a long stream of smoke into the air."What did I hear you say?" I cackled