Stuck with the Gangster

Enrico kept walking until he got to the Rolls-Royce. He didn’t want anyone to see how upset he was after the conversation with your uncle. He was still angry that his wife was a liar.In the car, he removed his blazer and loosened his tie, feeling the anger suffocating him. Enrico punched the car’s horn twice before starting the engine. He was a fool for trusting that woman."She shall have what she deserves!" The hands started pounding on the flywheel, one more punch and one more again...The wheels of the car were sliding down the road so fast that the trees looked like blurs. Enrico opened the windows, allowing the cold air to whip his face. His uncle’s voice still reverberated in his mind, the information collected, along with the coin and the pen drive, confirmed what Enrico was so afraid to admit to himself: he was wrong about his own wife. The woman he loved was a fake. He was tired of that fake marriage, it was time to teach a lesson to the woman who bewitched him with her cha

As soon as the vehicle entered the sumptuous property, the driver parked in front of the mansion with a white facade. Enrico remained seated, his countenance heavy. The big man opened the car door and waited a few seconds until Enrico pulled out and closed the button of the blazer. The first floor lights were on. The moment he entered the house, he heard his uncle’s voice complaining about a traitor.Enrico went to the room and listened when the counselor spoke about the danger of sending him to that mission. The counselor was completely inclined to convince Don Bianchi that this was a delicate situation.The Bianchi family was religious, however, the main businesses were focused on extortion networks, smuggling, illegal gambling and arms trafficking, so friendships with important people were essential to business. The Bianchi were leaders admired and feared by everyone around them, from employees to neighborhood residents. To fame was given thanks to the strict codes of conduct of

Enrico let Livia go through the medicine cabinet. Bringing his face closer to the shorter woman's brown strands, he could smell the peach scent in Livia's silky hair."What are you doing?" She asked when she felt that Erico was very close."You're taking too long to get your fucking medication".Livia turned, holding the pot with painkillers and another of anti-inflammatory. She gave him a pill and a capsule to relieve inflammation from the gangster’s wound."I need water". He popped the two pills into his mouth.Lívia went to a small fridge in the corner of the room and took out a bottle of water. She had never been so outraged about taking care of a patient."Do you have other clothes?" Enrico drank the rest of the water."This isn't a clother's store"."Change it!" The mobster's blue pupils looked at the bloodstained bandage.He sat in the armchair when Livia took the alcohol, cotton and gauze.She spread the material on the table and sat on the chair. Livia began to unroll the su

She thought about waking the man lying in front of her, but she stepped back when a thought came to her mind. "If they wanted to kill us, they would have fired by now," she said, maybe it was an opportunity for her to ask and help escape from there. Livia left the room where Enrico was lying and went down the hall to the entrance of the clinic. She opened the door, men entered the room. Before even thinking how to escape, Livia had already been brutally dominated by one of the men who had nailed her to the ground. "I did nothing." She fought back slowly, thinking that these men were detectives and that they were there to arrest the gangster. "I work here in a medical clinic". His face was glued to the cold wood floor."Be quiet, bitch!" The man covered the doctor's mouth.Livia noticed the clothes of the four men, they weren't what the doctor imagined."Look, the boss is hurt!" One of them showed the man lying on the bed."Mr. Bianchi, get up! The man checked his pulse."Suddenly, E

Livia was still trying to understand the gangster’s proposal while listening to the footsteps of two of Enrico’s henchmen approaching. One of the men said something she didn’t understand, Enrico just shook his head. "Will you marry me?" He kept his gaze fixed on Livia."I need some time to think about your proposal." She tried to buy time. "Could I have my cell phone back?"""Get the doctor’s phone." Enrico ordered one of the men standing outside."What if she calls the police, boss?""Give it back immediately." Enrico screaming.For a moment, Livia felt inside one of the American police films directed by Francis Ford Coppola. One day, she watched The Godfather with her best friend, but never imagined that one day she would be stuck with the gangsterEnrico's employee returned and gave the cell phone to the boss."Open!" The mobster ordered the henchman.Livia retreated when Enrico entered the cage. He reached out and handed over his cell phone.Even if she agreed to the mafioso’s p