Enzo bowed his head slightly and sighed loudly before he started speaking. There were a lot of things to be said and he trusted his uncle to listen. Uncle Morelli was his favorite relative while growing up, he treated them with love and care and that drew them even closer.“My name is Lorenzo Verrilli.” he started and the shocked look that crossed his uncle's face was unmistakable.“What!?” he screamed. Lorenzo was his nephew. His parents had died about two decades ago and nothing had been heard of him again. Most people in the family held the opinion that he was dead. Hd had tried looking for them, combing the entire city of Palermo and its environs. The search had lasted for about a year and when he didn't find them, he finally gave up. Now it seems like fate had answered his prayer.“I am Lorenzo Verrilli, the only son of Matteo Verrilli and rightful heir of the Verrilli family,” Enzo repeated himself firmly.“Prove it.” Uncle Morelli replied, fixing his eyes firmly on him. He got u
Mikael sat in the comfort of his luxurious six figures' outdoor property as he dipped one of the most expensive wines in the country. He had been born into wealth, and he had continued on that path, although most of the money he spent wasn't earned by him.His father had died a few days ago, and here he sat, in the cool breeze of the evening, trying to push away the memories. He didn't really have that much love for his father, but he couldn't deny, the old man had done a lot for him, and for that, he owed him his gratitude.He lit his third stick of cigarette and put it into his mouth, taking a big drag before releasing the smoke into the air, tainting the cool evening air. The family council had informed him of the rites he needed to carry out if he was interested in becoming the next family don, and so far, he hadn't made his decision yet. He wanted to live a soft life. Go on vacation to Paris, Madrid, the Bahamas, and every big city in the world. He wanted to own those fucking expe
Everything was gradually starting to fall into place. He just had to make a simple push. After meeting with Morelli in the early hours of the afternoon, he had moved to go see Mikael. Though he didn't know who he was, he trusted Mikael to make the right choice. ****The Verrilli family elders were seated in the room that served as their meeting point. Today was the day they were to decide on the new Don. An invitation had been sent to Mikael and he was yet to turn up. After waiting for over twenty minutes, he finally arrived, dressed in a plain black tee.“We believe that you have given thought to what the council requested of you. We will be making a decision today.” One of the elders said to him and he nodded silently.Morelli sat on his seat quietly and watched as the proceeding began. He was dressed in black slacks, a blue long-sleeve shirt, and a pullover. His eyes met with that of Mikael and they stared at each other for a few seconds before Mikael broke the stare, choosing to f
“Where are we going?” Joan asked timidly as they drove silently on the lonely road. Cielo ignored her question, fixing her focus on the road. She hadn't spoken to her since they started driving in the car.Joan sighed and leaned back on the car seat. She had tried initiating a Convo about four times in the last eight minutes, and each time, Cielo had replied her with silence. She inhaled loudly and closed her eyes to relax.“I'm driving you to the next city. You'll catch a flight from there.” Cielo's calm voice replied and she opened her eyes to stare at her in surprise. The previous day, Cielo had called her to remind her about their deal. Joan was to boycott the wedding. The plan was for her to act like she was dressing up for the wedding and spend extra time at home while Cielo drove in to get her, making it seem like an abduction.Cielo controlled the steering wheel with one hand while she bent slightly and picked up a bag from the car floor in front of her and handed it to Joan. J
“We have a problem,” Morelli said, turning himself a drink.“What is it?” Enzo asked.“Rafael. Rafael is the problem. He's contesting to be don too.” Morelli revealed, tipping the glass filled with alcohol over his lips.“What!” Enzo seethed angrily. “Who is Rafael?” he asked, a bit calmly.“A hot headed, dangerous capo. He leads the gangs around the old town area.” Morelli explained.Enzo chuckled, “Why does he want to be don?” fury was building up within him. He had worked hard for this, and now someone wanted to take it away.“I don't know for sure, but he has the money. He has men too. It's just one of those usual ambitions.”Enzo chuckled dangerously “If he ever becomes a problem we can't handle then I'm going to have to take him out.”“Calm down. You don't win all battles by using the gun.” Morelli advised. “I think you should use this time to prove why you are a better option.”“I don't have the time for all that, uncle. I've worked too hard for this to let a single man stand in
“We have a problem,” Morelli said, turning himself a drink.“What is it?” Enzo asked.“Rafael. Rafael is the problem. He's contesting to be don too.” Morelli revealed, tipping the glass filled with alcohol over his lips.“What!” Enzo seethed angrily. “Who is Rafael?” he asked, a bit calmly.“A hot headed, dangerous capo. He leads the gangs around the old town area.” Morelli explained.Enzo chuckled, “Why does he want to be don?” fury was building up within him. He had worked hard for this, and now someone wanted to take it away.“I don't know for sure, but he has the money. He has men too. It's just one of those usual ambitions.”Enzo chuckled dangerously “If he ever becomes a problem we can't handle then I'm going to have to take him out.”“Calm down. You don't win all battles by using the gun.” Morelli advised. “I think you should use this time to prove why you are a better option.”“I don't have the time for all that, uncle. I've worked too hard for this to let a single man stand i
Morelli, Rafael, and the rest of the Capos were seated in the usual meeting room. This time, the room was arranged differently. Morelli and Rafael sat separated from the rest on a raised platform. The air in the room was tense. It wasn't just going to be another meeting. The council of Capos was going to elect a new don today. Rafael eyed Morelli from where he sat, a few meters apart. He was dressed in a black casual shirt and trousers with some pieces of silver jewelry. “We will start the voting process now. Whoever gets the highest votes cast will be made the don.” the leader of the process announced and both men turned their attention to him. Morelli straightened up on his chair, his lips going tight against each other. The process started and the ballot paper went around. Each man was to make a tick on their preferred candidate's name and return the paper to the box. After the box had gone round, the count started.“Rafael, one vote.” The moderator raised the paper up, showing
“Hope everything is set?” One of the leaders of the black scorpion asked Romano. Romano, his right hand man, and the three leaders of the black scorpion were standing in the center of a room, holding a discussion.“Yes. The boxes came in last night. Everything has been sorted out.” Romano replied and he nodded. He made a gesture with his hand and his right hand man walked towards one of the boxes and lifted it to where they stood.He dropped it on the floor and opened the box, taking out a gun.“This is an M16. We've got a whole box of this, plus other weapons.” Romano said, pointing to the gun in his man's hands. He collected the gun and cocked it, aiming it at the wall. “These will do. I have enough men on ground. We will strike later tonight.” he informed.“Good. It's better to strike quickly while we still have time.” the second man said, stepping forward. “We are expecting goodnight in a few hours, right?” he asked in a menacing tone.“Definitely,” Romano reassured with a confide