A few minutes later, when I come out of my uncle's study and begin to descend the stairs, my ears perk up at a woman's faint groan of pain from a distance so I stop halfway. My hand trembles sightly at the knowledge that a pitiful female was getting beaten up by her husband but there is nothing I can do to help.
This was the sad fate of any woman connected to the Mafia. This was the reason I struggled to be inducted as a Made Man.
It wasn't ideal for a woman to be a Capo anywhere but there were two rare cases in my Costa Nostra, mine and the Boss's grandmother. Her bravery gave me the strength and courage to fight for a better life and I succeeded. I was now untouchable and feared by any man in this region.
I snap out of my deep thoughts when I hear another sound so I descend down the stairs and see my friend on the floor. My eyes widen at the pool of blood beside her as she curls herself in a defensive position on the white-tiled floor. I immediately run to her side to check on her on my knees. "Oh my GOD...Giuliana!"
When I look up, I see my cousin looking down at me holding the other end of the belt. The sight of the lanky figure with a similar stroke of mustache like my uncle infuriates me to the point all I see right now is blood. "Davide, what the hell are you doing?!"
He seems a bit surprised to see me here but he scowls at me like I am an unwanted pest. "Get out of my way, Marcella."
My heart clenches when I retract the fingers that I use to cradle my friend's head is sticky and wet with blood. My eyes grow teary when I see her holding her protruding belly tightly. "And if I don't?"
I see him narrow his eyes at my challenge but I do not care. There is no one here anyway. We stare at each other and I do not falter at all when I spot him from my peripheral vision curling his belt and I wait for him to make the first move.
When he sees that I do not back down at all, he strikes first and raises the belt again to hit me again but this time, I dodge to the side and raise my leg to strike at the place that I have been want to destroy all this while; his family jewels.
He yelped like a cat thrown in hot water when I hit his private part with all my strength I could possibly muster. I struck out my fist after my kick and hit his face, causing him to fall down on the floor like a pimp. I towered over him, watching him retreat with his hands until his back hit the floor. Davide had always been a coward who liked to prey over the weak so he only hit defenceless and helpless women. Such a person couldn't even one of the soldiers under me yet they bowed to him because of his father's name.
I was very satisfied with the bruise that was already forming over his left eye but I grabbed his collar instead and said to him. "You mortedella, you think you are a man just because you hit my friend every single day and she does nothing? If I see another bruise or cut on her skin again during this pregnancy, I am going to castrate you and then feed your worthless penis to the dogs. Do you understand me?"
I made sure he responded to my words by nodding before I stood up to watch my uncle staring at me with a grim expression. He merely stared at the scene, giving his son a look of disdain and then he turned to face me. "Come with me."
I let go of my useless cousin and followed him to the study to await the punishment I knew he was going to give me for beating up his son. He was the don of our Andreotti family and his word was law, even my father would not disobey him. A few minutes later, my father arrived in the study and I could tell by his face that was filled with annoyance and disappointment that he had been briefed of my insolence.
He was not as liberal as my uncle and he didn't like the fact that I had become a Capo and had a higher rank than him in Diff'rent Strokes. I could hear them talking to one another while I stood in the corner silently with no regrets on my face. Because in my book, the idiot got lucky based on what I had in mind for him.
"Marcella." My father calls out to me and I look up to face him as he says to me. "Your uncle and I have decided on your punishment for disrespecting your older cousin. You had no right to interfere in his private matters but then again...you never listen!"
I say nothing because I can already see that he just wants to please my uncle and show to him that he still has a firm control over his daughter. As much as I would like to defy him, I see no reason to drag this matter and just want it to end. I'm in too much of a good mood now. "So what now?"
My father sputters at my words and glared at me but I don't give a shit. Just as he is about to talk again, my phone rings in my pocket so I pick up the call. Although I wanted nothing but rest right now, I can't deny I am grateful for this call. I raise my head to look at my father and uncle with a cocky grin resting at the side of my lips. "I have to go now. The Underboss has another mission for me."
Two weeks later, I finally recieved the details of my next mission. According to my Underboss, I was to hunt down Gavino, one of our main suppliers who sold us some fake weapons for a large sum of money and then went underground. Apparently, the Boss of Diff'rent Strokes was not happy about his betrayal and wanted him dead as possible. The only problem is that everyone under my command knew that old man, Gavino and no one was happy to receive this order. He had been serving us loyally for years and had never cheated anyone before. This whole stuff smelled fishy to me so I decided to do some of my own private investigation. If he was innocent, I could take him back to the Underboss and prove his case but if he really was guilty, then I would have no choice but to end him myself.During twilight, my men and I go to his workplace first where his men unsuspectingly continue their jobs, not knowing what that their boss just offended a very dangerous mafia and had just run away. They would
When we returned back to Diff’rent Strokes territory, it took the convicting of my second-in-command and everything in me not to put a bullet in Davide's head. He was my cousin but I was higher than him in rank so it was very disrespectful for him to call such a shot in the presence of my men. He had always wanted to outdo me since we were little but it seemed like his plan didn't work out so he thought that he could use my uncle's authority to suppress me. That's why I was hoping that our Underboss, Vincenzo Corsi was finally going to grant my wish of ending this bastard's life this time because it seemed like he was totally pissed by the sudden change of plans. We were both summoned to his office where we stood in the tense atmosphere that seemed to chill under Vincenzo's dark gaze. He stared at Davide. "Who did you say sent you to kill Gavino?"Davide couldn't even lift his eyes as he looked down on the floor with his tail between his legs. "I-It was m-my father. H-He said t-that
Seeing my son playing with his father so happily was the most excruciating pain I had ever felt for a long time. The sight of his tender eyes on our son was all I had ever imagined since I got the news that I was pregnant but now, it only serves to remind me of his betrayal. He wasn't there when Pedro was born neither was he present when he took his first walk or spoke his first words. He left us. He chose his people over us and that thought alone sobers me up enough to wake up from this happy illusion that we are now one complete family. I grab the other hand of our son as we walk out of the amusement park in California he took us to. I spot the men that he had hired as an extra security measure to protect us even though we are in his territory. I still don't understand why he is here, trying to return to us. He clearly has an ulterior motive but still a part of me wants to believe in the illusion that he missed us, that he might be regretting his decision. "Momma, I want to eat
I drove back to Gavino's place where almost all his stuff was gone thanks to Diff’rent Strokes' sacred policy but still I scoured the place looking for any clues to my friend's whereabouts. I already had some suspicions in my heart but I wasn't the type to take useless risks so all I needed at the moment was some kind of confirmation. I enter his office and look around but there is nothing substantial to be seen after searching for a long time. I turn around to leave when my eyes rest at the mahogany table and my memories return to me. It was back when I had just returned to Nevada and my father was already planning to remarry me as soon as possible in order not to lower my price value in the marriage market but he was still unaware of my pregnancy. I remember coming to this place because it was the least expected place and I hid under the table when my father finally came. My eyes tears up at the past but the present where Gavino is no longer around so I continue to walk away when a
He looks down to me lying on the floor before his eyes starts wandering around the place and spots Rossella who runs away into the back room, his eyes widening in shock. "So....it's really true? She is really alive?"I grunt in pain as I hold my stomach in pain as I struggle to stand on my feet. The last person I expected to be following me was my own cousin but I know the repercussions this could bring if he opens his mouth. "Davide, let me explain...""You traitor bitch, what exactly do you want to tell me?" Davide raises his gun and hits me on the forehead mercilessly, causing me to stumble back on the floor as I groan in pain. I slowly feel a warm wet liquid trickle down my forehead as he comes over and looms over me. "That you helped your friend escape and killed our uncle? You helped our enemies shame us!""That's not what happened.." My whole body racks with pain from each hit he gives me but I hold onto his body, telling myself not to allow him leave this place. My whole life,
My uncle's smile falters on his face after everyone hears my words but I don't give a damn. He is the one who tried to sell me like I am some sort of goods on a market but he made the wrong move. Any other woman might allow this insult go........but not me, Marcella Andreotti. I meet his glare eye to eye as the room is still drowned in silence until someone approaches us with a friendly smile. He stretches out his hand and says to me. "It's nice to meet you, Miss Marcella. You are as beautiful as they said.""Hey, were you f*cking deaf when I said I was married? Who is the Miss here?" I bristle at his comment and ignore his hand sticking out to my direction. Although it seems like I am acting a little bit rash in the eyes of the women present, I have my reasons. There was no way I was going to marry this man. Of all the Capos in Diff’rent Strokes, Aurelio Zanetti was the most ruthless and most merciless one. He was also the Underboss's favourite and he only worked on special missi
My men continued to search for the missing girls for days but there was no progress in the investigation. I had already ordered Frederico to talk with the immigration officers nearest to us to ensure that they didn't try to flee the country so that only meant we need to find them as soon as possible before they snuck off through some illegal means. Meanwhile, Aurelio continued to keep an eye over my operations and businesses as he searched for clues to help him discover where those girls had gone. I didn't intend to make things easy for him at all so I made sure that none of my people cooperated with him and his tactics. Although he tried not to show it, I could see the frustration in his eyes and it delighted me.When I entered the office to begin my work for the day, a man suddenly barged into my office rudely and threw some papers on my table. He growled at me. "My Capo wants information about the girls' families. I don't understand why you are making things fucking hard for every
My soldiers and I were no longer disturbed by Aurelio's unit after the incident. We both managed to keep the little fight we had from leaking out of our territories because we didn't want the Underboss to find out about it. We kept looking for the girls in places that we would find them but those ones were smart enough not to leave any traces behind. When I had just come out from one of my warehouses in the evening, I saw a familiar figure waiting in front his car at the parking lot. Frederico who had also seen the guy immediately brought out his gun but I stopped him with my hand and said. "Let's not cause any bloodshed today, I will go and talk to him. You can go ahead without me. "Frederico was a bit hesitant to leave but at the end, he nodded his head as he withdrew his gun and tucked it back to his pocket. "Yes, Capo. I will go now."I watched him walk away before I approached the car that was waiting for me and said. "I thought I told you not to follow me, Aurelio. What are yo