Chapter 3

Falcon patted his pet one last time before walking to Romano and grabbing his neck. He leveled him to his face. Romano met the beautiful charcoal black almonds which were dark with the intense excitement to kill him. He saw his death in them, the price he would be paying to defy him. 

Falcone smirked looking at his scared emotional face that made him like getting energy. He pulled out his sharp butcher's knife from the knife strap on his hand, and in one swift movement cut Romano's face into two, ceasing his voice .

Aslan roared in excitement but Falcone didn't stop there, his thirst for blood grew wilder and he started butchering him insanely, Romano was now nothing but the butchered pieces of flesh and blood. 

Amber couldn't stomach the scene in front of him and puked but he controlled himself as Falcon totally lost his cool. 

Falcon D'Alberto was not some street goon who forgave people, no he was the monster reincarnated who bar forgives anyone. The word was foreign to him. 

"Aslan!make them pay to stress me ."

Falcone murmured while wiping blood from his face "idiota maledetto stronzo"

(Idiot bloody fucker)

Aslan attacked the other men who supported him 'I never Forgive Deception,Romano," he muttered and wiped his face with knuckles which was filled with Romano's blood. 

His pristine white shirt was drenched in blood too. 

Amber gulped the bitterness of vomit and ran to him, handing him a new suit as he had lined up meetings. 

Falcone dressed in a white shirt paired with navy blue tie and coat along with the same with the same color bottom.

"Chiara Called.... Capo!,"Amber informed, when Falcone dressed up as a businessman. 

Falcon raised two fingers to stop him and ordered him in a crisp tone."Send this video to all organizations to let them know what is the outcome to betray THE CAPO- FALCONE!"

Amber looked at the phone and didn't know how Falcon recorded everything. 

"Send their bodies to our Organ Care Hospital to take their organs. Amber, I want everyone in the Annual Council Meeting , especially Uzochi."

"Yes, Capo." 

Falcone turned to Amber. "stato?" Amber looked at him bewildered, his mind still on Romano's fate.

(Status)

"Amber Status?" Falcon clipped. 

"O..Oh ..Yes," Amber stammered, Falcon stared at Amber for two long seconds, " Amber, every second of my time is precious. I am paying you millions not to see your not so handsome face because I have much more than that."

Amber was ashamed at his comment and started briefing about his schedule " you have a meeting with Chiara as she is in Barcelona next week after her graduation ceremony. The American organization asked for your appointment to deal with our new designs of armour and weapons as per your finalized price."

Falcon chuckled. " They would have to agree eventually. Now triple the amount as they negotiated with Falcon. Also reward them with tea to get the deal successfully, Alive!" Amber gulped but nodded.

"Give me annual reports with all profit and loss accounts. Investment with Greenland subordinates. Also update me about Aspen's whereabouts and Amber ask Chiara what she wants for her Graduation ceremony."

Amber mumbled, "Spoilt Brat she is! You will never give her what she wants, Capo. She wanted everyone to be her slave." 

Amber stopped when Falcon called him without looking back, " Take leaves and rest but don't make me repeat myself Amber. I don't like slackness at work."

"S..S...Sorry Capo, I won't repeat it again . Also the meeting with Councils is scheduled after two weeks. Our hospitals are earning tremendously and the organ trafficking business is flourishing, record earning and without any single loss. But some doctors and high officials from the government were cranky ."

"Aslan is always available to give them his company . Offer one of their colleagues to Aslan and everything became smooth. I need all the information about Omari Uzochi, the African Capo. His time is over on earth , I will liberate him very soon."

Falcone chuckled. "Call Ferrell and ask him if it's time to prove his loyalty to me. He will be the next under boss of the African Mafia , he will get a new tech weapon from my weapon stock but I want his adhesion in return. He will be our business representative too. Also add my video conferencing with Arsenio in the evening." Falcon said, looking at Amber."I deal in the business of Fear. Always remember. Now dismiss."

He dismissed Amber and kept his head on the back of his chair and closed his eyes " I need drugs for my aching nerves ."

Falcon declared harshly and sat on his Chair with a transparent glass table in his Office room. He rolled his fingers on globe paper weight while closing his eyes.

Amber was one of the best employees and one could say a long working tenure employee in his organization. He joined Falcon's organization as a soldier and trained himself well. Soon he got the chance to work under Falcon directly due to his skills of technology, also honest consigliere. He only feared Falcon because of his unpredictability. Being with him, Falcon, mostly irritated by his nature, if Amber was not good in his statistics and facts he would be in Aslan's belly Falcon chuckled at his own thoughts.

He was A shrewd businessman, domineering and who showed astute or sharp judgment in practical matters, sometimes at the cost of moral compromise: a shrewd businessman. cunning or tricky; artful yet composed.

Being a Mafia Capo was nothing just a compliment in his dominant personality. He was born to rule. Focused ,atrocious, courageous and witty.

The Italian mafia, named for family honor, respect, drugs, money, and running from the law, created a fixation and aspiration on the American gangster image. When anyone could think of the Italian Mafia, Falcon name comes first.

The Mob PHOENIX is notorious for its cruel and immoral practices, but its most successful members have always been extremely smart businessmen. Falcon revealed its surprisingly effective management techniques and explains how to apply them-legally-to any legitimate business. As an associate of the D'Alberto family, Falcon relied on his instincts to pull off some of the biggest heists in U.S. history. By the age of twenty-one, he had netted millions of dollars for his employers. His natural talent for management led Mafia bosses to rely on him.

Falcon remembered his father's words "Falcon, Always think about the peoples who are the strength of the organization. They are your strength. Never lose them. Small loss does not make you beggar but if you fail to sustain their trust it will cause your destruction. Be a Capo- make people fear you when their fear increases their loyalties will be yours."

"You were right Dad. I hate lies. I hate traitors, I hate deception in any form, in any way!" Muttered FALCON.

He was calm like the ocean but when there were storms in the ocean, they destroyed everything!

Amber connected Falcon to video conferencing with Arsenio, his  Russian underboss .

"Arsenio! If you are unable to handle the position and feel overburdened with work. Then I am always ready to free you from this position, you just have to ask ." 

"N.N.nothing like that Capo. You know many groups are behind us to drive us out but I ..I am trying my best to track them down. Our drug consignment was of good quality that's why the truck got stolen. We punished the men, killed them with their entire family and destroyed all the evidence. I am talking to ……." Falcone cut in between.

"Do I look like a street punk or a lousy person who has the time to listen to this crap?" Falcon roared in anger.

 His veins popped out and were visible. Arsenio trembled with his voice and gulped the insult  "If you can not work then tell me I have many people who will not hesitate to kill you to  get your position. Don't just talk, give me the result in two hours." 

Arsenio begged

"N.N.No C.Capo, I will do the work and kill all the rebellion Asap! . I will compensate you from my personal account and..."

"Do it soon,"  Falcon ordered and ended the call without hearing his worthless cries.

Falcon sighed deeply as his eyes went to a picture frame, he stared at it for a long minute before putting it in the drawer and got busy with his work. 

In a lightly illuminated room there was a huge table around which the country heads and underbosses of various countries were seated. The crime lords who hold supreme positions in their countries were nothing but assistants waiting for their real boss to arrive. 

The wait was over, They stood as the floor taping sound emerged in the whole silent room. The highness chair was placed in darkness. Everyone bowed their heads, not planning to look up.

Falcone smirked and lit his cigar, he puffed out the smoke and the whole room scented with his exclusive cigar's smell