I'm Taking the Don's Kidney

When Ernest Marino entered the room, I was in a daze as I stared at a clump of dark hair on my dresser.It had fallen off my head while I was combing my hair. That was not the only thing. My skin was starting to turn an unhealthily pale shade, and my nails had become fragile and easily broken. "Why are you in a daze again, Mia?" A warm hand pressed on my shoulder. Ernest was in a dark suit that fitted him perfectly. The cufflinks on his sleeve were printed with the Marino family's crest. It was a silver snake entwined around a cross.He was gentlemanly and courteous. The eyes hidden behind his glasses were full of adoration and tenderness.Ernest was holding an exquisite enamel porcelain mug in his hand. The liquid in the mug was steaming with a pungent and bitter smell."Drink it while it's hot."I stared at the dark, dense liquid in the mug. It was making me nauseous."Ernest, I haven't been feeling very well recently. I'm always feeling anxious, and my hair is falling. Can

There was a sudden thunderstorm in Micosa that night.Cold air followed him into the room when he returned. He was holding a box of my favorite dessert from a particular Froise pastry shop I loved. He was still acting loving toward me."Mia, I'm so sorry I came home late. I got delayed by that business at the port."He came over to me to kiss me on the forehead as usual, but I instinctively turned away to avoid his touch. His hand paused mid-air, and his eyes narrowed dangerously behind his glasses. However, he quickly regained his composure."What's wrong? Did Anna say something to you when she stopped by this afternoon?" He sounded like he was trying to figure out what was going on in my mind. It was clear that the bodyguard had told him everything.I stared at him right in the eyes."We have been married for six months, Ernest. Was there a moment when you had been true to me?"Ernest turned quiet. He slowly took off his glasses. Without them to hide his eyes, they looked ch

The stench of blood and gunpowder filled the air inside the surgery room. It was the scent of death.Ernest sat limply on the floor. His left wrist had a bullet hole in it, and blood kept dripping from it onto the white tiles of the surgery room, but he felt no pain. It was because of the fear, a fear that chilled him to the bones and deep inside his trembling soul. The fear had numbed every nerve in his body.He stared at the red tulip insignia. That was not an insignia to the underworld, but an invitation sent out by Death itself. Nothing could make it out alive where the insignia was seen."S-Severia… Corleone…"Ernest's voice was shaking badly. He looked up with great difficulty at me while I was still sitting on the surgery table. I wiped off the bloodstain on my hand slowly as I looked at him coldly, as if he were dead to me.Silvio stood in front of Ernest. He was a big, muscular man, and his shadow cast over Ernest completely."Ernest Marino."Silvio crouched and patted

Anna's surgery was a success, well, at least from a medical point of view. Ernest's kidney has been successfully transplanted into her body. However, the Corleones' doctor would not allow her to die so easily.Silvio had hired the top medical team to look after her. Their mission was to ensure that they could prolong her pain regardless of the price. An abandoned warehouse in the suburbs of Micosa had been modified into a dark, simple hospital room. Anna was covered in tubes while lying in her bed. She had to bear the internal pain of two different blood types and DNA massacring each other in her body, as she had no anaesthesia or anti-rejection drugs to help her through this. She could feel her organs being torn alive right inside her.I pushed open the doors of the warehouse. The light shone on Anna's contorted face as she looked at me while trying to say something. She was croaking at me, and she sounded like an old, dehydrated bellow."M-Mia… Just… kill me…"She struggled to