The house was quiet today and I could put all my energy into my work. Never before have had I encountered so much restraint in my work than in the last four days, but since the night Mia erupted like a volcano unable to stop the liquid from boiling up she mostly tried to avoid me, which was a hard task, reason being that we were cooped up in the same house. So I decided to make it a little easier on her and mostly lock myself into my office when I was home. The other option was moving into a bigger house, but that would just be absurd. The Casa Hotel and Casino was opening in a month as the paperwork went through, but there was still some furniture waiting to be delivered and the lobby needed some work. Antonio straightened the mess and it went down as a robbery gone wrong. He also deployed some of the men under his order for extra security. “Madrè.” I lay my eyes on my mother as I enter my office. “What are you doing here?” I question her as I bend down kissing both of her cheeks.“
“You are leaving?” Mia catches me on my way to the door, if she took three seconds longer she would have missed me. Her hair a mess, her legs uncovered with only a pair of panties covering her sex and what looks like a t-shirt with some kind of cartoon on it. It was late and I thought that she was sleeping already. Achille took my mother home an hour and a half ago and I heard things quieting down after that. I didn’t leave my office after Angela left. I went through the files she brought, financed and arranged for delivery and I might have looked into the company she used to work for. Nothing out of the ordinary stood out, it all looked legit for a company that specializes in other people’s finances. The company assisted small business until recently… around the time that Mia described her work started to be more about impressing and flirting with other business men than so much working for numbers. The clients were obviously kept anonyms, but the functions and press they started t
“Luigi Romano.” I greet my old friend when I enter his office on the seventh floor of the office building where some of my offices are located as well. Luigi is one of my oldest associates, we actually went to school together, but our paths changed when he became a detective in the police. We still met for a drink at times, but he evidently got married and started a family; his priorities changed and we started seeing less and less of one another until his wife left him and took everything he owned. I coincidently bumped into him one night at one of my casinos when security got hold of him for counting cards. He was drunk, depressed and using his mind to pay for yet another night’s stay in the hotel and cover his refreshments. If this was anyone else there would have been serious consequences, but luckily for me he was my friend and I was there at precisely the right time and I paid for his room in advance for three months, offered him the office floor for the first three months rent-
On my way to the hospital, my mind was all over the place going from one bad thought to the other as my Maserati flew by the other cars on the road. What if someone actually just walked through my security and into my house like everyone else did and attacked Mia? I was going to kill Carlo who was supposed to be in charge of today's shift. And the fucking idiot who worked the gate is also a dead man. In fact anyone of my men who was not doing their jobs needed to be dealt with. This has gone on for long enough. It is high time that they realise who signs their pay checks. Too many times before did I let them go when listening to my brother and my mother, but now it needs to change. The circumstances changed! Mia and Madelain was now living with me. They needed to be kept safe.If someone had laid their hands on her because of me I would most probably put a fucking bullet through my own head as well, but I am going to rip their hearts out first. I will torture every part of their family
"Nice cut." I heard the boy with his potty-cut hair who pointed his head towards me as he showed his friend to look at me. Both of them were about 17 years old and clearly were some of those boys who had no respect and were going to end up on the streets. I watch the two of them exchanging their thoughts on my hair with each other as we rode the lift to the second floor of the hospital where Madelaine was being kept. Their overgrown t-shirts covered with skulls hang loosely over their bodies, but for some reason wasn't long enough to cover their briefs peaking from their jeans that they were wearing beneath their hips. They looked terrible both clinging on to their skateboards beneath their arms. I run my fingers through... over my hair in habit reminding me that my hair was cut too short when their eyes followed my hand closely so I slowly let my hand fall to my side drawing my suit jacket slightly to the outside revealing my gun, which made them quickly turn their heads away from a
"Everything went well. Adamo got a little community service and has to do a drug test each day for a month thereafter it will become weekly." Angela sat in on our meeting this morning. "The children?" I question Gian."They were delivered safely. We didn't encounter any further problems. Angela solved the problems in England before I arrived." Sometimes things like this happen. The mother's nerves sprout sky high and suddenly she doesn't want to go through with the adoption anymore. Angela has a way of handling situations like that."Good. We have 28 more clients lined up. We fell behind on orders this past two weeks." I point to the 28 files stacked on top of each other laying on the table that separates us. "Gian I need your men to start looking for possible children, but don't act just look okay? We firstly need someone who can move the Gambino's shipment before we traffic. We don't need them playing kidnappers again. Achille, I want you to get in touch with that friend of yours f
"I want to go home." Mia spoke through gritted teeth as Achille, Madre, and Madelaine walks in front of us following the waitress who is showing us the way to our table in the VIP area of the restaurant. "We are done talking about it. Now act like you want to be here." I squeeze her hand in mine, but she doesn't flinch. She is getting used to my touch. "Bring us a bottle of Masseto." I order the waitress as soon as we sit down and I let go of Mia's hand but keeps her close to me with my other three guests sitting opposite me. "Make that a bottle of Biondi Santi Brunello di Montalcino Riserva Tenuta Greppo." Mia pipes in with her smart mouth giving me a glare before continuing. "And one of those cannoli milkshakes you advertise at the front desk." The waitress pauses for a second giving Mia the stink eye before giving me a smile. God woman was all the fucking same. I already had a woman with a bitchy attitude I didn't need another one."Like il mio amore said. Biondi Brunello and a c
I couldn't get in much sleep last night, I checked in on Mia every half an hour just to be sure she was okay, but she slept through the night. I never know what her next move will be so I have to keep my eye on her so she doesn't do anything that will probably make me flare or spiral into a fucking mess. At first, I thought that she was just another scared woman who wouldn't be able to handle my kind of life, but she surprised me the night I took her, pointing a gun at me was a bad move, but I liked her spirit so I wanted to learn more about her.Then she turned into the fearful woman I met when she wasn't sure what will happen to her. That day I gave her my firearm again and she was allowed to ask whatever she wanted to know, but this time she played a little with the dangerous piece of steel before putting it away and talking to me like we were two normal people. She wasn't scared anymore. She was frightened when Madelaine sliced her own wrists but decided that she wouldn't run aw