All Chapters of To The Mafia Born: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

The man looked over helplessly at his pretty young daughters who met his eyes pleading with theirs that they not be left alone with this monster but there was nothing more he could do to protect them. So he bowed his head to Paolo who smirked at his submittance, and then he turned away and left them with the monster. He reasoned that as he still had two younger sons another small daughter and his wife at home to protect there was nothing else he could do for them. Even if he had tried to intervene he reasoned that he would still have been brutally murdered, the rest of his family taken and his daughters would still have to face the same fate. Returning to his home he made sure the hospital was on standby to receive the two girls should they survive their dreadful fate and he had good reason to do so. When Paolo’s henchmen dragged the girls back to their father's home a few days later they had been very badly beaten and repeatedly brutally raped in every orifice. They had survived but

His wife was appalled when he told her,‘No, no, non puoi condannarla così Antonio, ha appena diciotto anni e lui è un animale.’ [No, no, you cannot condemn her like this Antonio she is barely eighteen and he is an animal.]His young daughter had become hysterical, screaming and sobbing begging him not to do this and he had hung his head in shame,‘Perdonami, non abbiamo scelta. Deve farlo o moriremo tutti. È questo che volete entrambi, che quei tre ragazzini muoiano?’ [Forgive me, we have no choice. She must do this or we all die. Is that what you both want, those three little boys to die?]He pointed to his young sons aged eight, six and three and to her credit his daughter had lifted her head,‘No, Padre, mi sacrificherò per i miei fratelli ma non ti perdonerò mai e poi mai. La mia morte è nelle tue mani.’ [No Father, I will sacrifice myself for my brothers but I will never, ever forgive you. My death is on your hands.]They were stood at the back of the church as he had commanded,

When he turned up for Christmas she was five months pregnant and could no longer be bothered keeping herself pretty for him, It was her third pregnancy in three years and she was wearing a comfy tracksuit, it was all she could manage after running around after two babies all day. He was furious as he had been thinking of all the things he would do to her and the image of her naked with her legs spread wide on his bed was stuck in his head. When he got to the house and found her ‘slobbing' around the house as he called it, not caring that she had been up since five with a teething baby he started yelling at her. Then, as he lost control of his temper, he lashed out at her not caring that the children saw him. They started crying shocked at his violence and he grabbed the pair of them and tossed them into their cots locking them in their bedroom. He dragged Maria into his ‘playroom’ that was kept locked when he was not there and throwing her to the floor he took off his belt and whipped

He said cruelly turning away as they staggered shakily from the room when they closed the door he looked at the four men, ‘Ti è piaciuto il mio piccolo regalo? [Did you enjoy my little gift?] He asked his eyes hard and all four men nodded zipping up their pants and reaching for their glasses of whisky, grinning smugly at each other not caring in the least about the women they had just abused. The four of them represented his deadliest enemies, they had accepted his invitation that night thinking it was an act of conciliation on his part. When he had offered them the women they had accepted happily thinking they had been correct none of them saw him draw his gun. ‘Pensavo che avresti potuto farlo e pensavi che fosse il mio modo d

It was her very first proper kiss and she hugged her pillow in happiness closing her eyes she then wrapped it into her memories for safekeeping.‘Gabriella, stop mooching over those silly pop stars and come down for dinner’Her Mother shouted to her and she sat up on her bed looking at the posters on her bedroom walls.‘Time for you to go’She said to herself tugging at one of them and watching it indifferently as it fell to her bedroom floor, she no longer needed them, she had found the real thing. For both of them, their worlds were changing and although they never forgot each other it would be a long time before fate brought them together again.Paolo was furious at the murder,‘Chi ha fatto questo.’ [Who did this?]He demanded when told of his henchman’s demise.‘Chi cazzo ha fatto questo? Voglio che vengano trovati e portati da me.’[Who the fuck did this? I want them found and brought to me.]He raged but they