Max“That’s it for me today,” I told Giuseppe, the guy I was helping today. I had spent the last two months helping the men that Dominico said needed more training.“It’s only eleven,” Giuseppe looked at his watch.I nod as I pack up my rifle, “My wife finally has time for a small vacation. We are heading out in a few hours. I’ll be gone until Monday. Dominico will be around if you need anything, but I told him everyone should just get an extra day off this week.” I picked up my gun case and headed for the door.“Have fun,” he hollered after me. I raised my hand and waved but didn’t slow down. I’m on my way to take my wife on a fucking honeymoon. I thought the day would never come.As soon as I pulled up to our house though, I know something is wrong. Ivy said she would be outside with our bags so we could go straight to the plane and be gone. Our bags are where they’re supposed to be. Ivy isn’t.Getting out of the car and walking to the door, I take in what I see. The front door is o
IvyI watched Max walk out of my office door and then looked at Cristo. Did he really believe that Max was going to go kill people like my Uncle Dom? That his loyalty would ever waver? I had truly thought Orland was a complete moron giving out his whole plan and what not to Max and Nico, but his cousin here, was proving to be equally or maybe even more stupid.“You won’t get away with this,” I said then rolled my eyes and my cliche words. Max better hurry up and get me out of here away from this guy, his stupidity might be rubbing off on me.Cristo chuckles with a shake of his head as he stocks toward me. “You think I haven’t thought this all the way through?” No, I don’t, but I don’t say that I just stare at him. “Wow! You don’t think that I know that deep down that husband of yours won’t do whatever he has to in order to save you? Or is it that you don’t believe he loves you?” I continue to stare at him as he rubs a finger over his chin. I know it’s important to just keep him distra
Five Years LaterIvy“Again!” I shouted as I paced around the group training in hand-to-hand combat. I couldn’t even help the smile that crossed my face as I took in the groups, made of both men and women, as they threw punches, and kicks, and fought to take their partners down.“They look good,” my dad said, stopping me from continuing my pacing. “I think you’re possibly the best Capo we’ve ever had.”I shook my head. There was no way that was possible. He had been amazing and everyone knew that. I work hard to be half as great as he was. “I had a great teacher,” I tell him, bumping his shoulder with mine. “Aren't you supposed to be leaving for Italy?”“Heading to the airport,” he nodded, “wanted to say goodbye and remind you to…”“Call you if I need anything,” I finished for him. He always said the same thing. Even five years after I became Capo, I was still his little girl. “The only thing I need is for you and Mom to enjoy your trip and tell Aunt Lidia that I said hi and send her
"Congratulations Graduates!" The guest speaker said into the microphone as the crowd cheered. Rebecca smiled and hooted with her classmates in excitement. She was more than ready to get the rest of her life started. Turning away from the crowd, she rushed for the exit trying to beat the others out. She slid her diploma under her arm as she walked to the spot underneath her favorite tree. She had told her parents to meet her there. As she walked, she thought about the last six years and couldn't help but smile. It had been great. She had made some friends not a lot, but it was about quality, not quantity. She loved them and wouldn't change it for the world. "Bex," she heard someone shout. She looked around before seeing her green-eyed, beautiful best friend since high school, Joni, waving frantically from under the tree they had deemed theirs on the first day of freshman year. She laughed and shook her head at her over-dramatic ways that Rebecca couldn't live without and waving and t
Vincent rolled his eyes, listening to his cousin, Domenico and younger brother, Gio talk about the job they just finished, as he turned the knob to his father's office. Walking in he heard his father talking to Roco, his youngest brother. "I am proud of you son, for treating your brother's club as your own," his father said patting Roco on the shoulder. "Yes, little brother. You have been doing great things with my club," Vincent shook Roco's hand. Roco was dressed in a dark blue suit with a maroon tie. Vincent thought about laughing seeing as his brother only wore a suit when in their father presence. Everyone knew that he would leave the suit jacket in the front hall closest on his way out. His normal attire usually consisted of dark washed jeans and a button up with at least the top three buttons undone. But when you were around Francesco Bellandini, you dressed like he expected a responsible man to dress. "Thank you, brother. I'm glad you decided to trust me with this job." Roco
"I can't believe that you never told us you had the hookup, T," Joni shouted, pulling on the side of her black satin dress that stopped at the top of her thigh and had a little slit the sides were open showing a little side boob. Isaac told her he loved it so she wore it, but wasn't totally comfortable in it. One of the things she loved about him most is that he worked hard to push her out of her comfort zone. She would willingly admit that she was a spoiled rich girl when they met. She projected all the confidence in the world, but deep down didn't really have any. Isaac had changed that. The look in his eye when she had shown him the dress on her, had given her the boost of confidence to leave the house in it. But now she thought about how others may be looking at her the same way. "You look amazing and you are safe with me," Isaac whispered as if he had read her mind. She stopped fidgeting and smiled at him. Rebecca watched their interaction and sent her a wink when she looked at
Vincent was almost finished with all the paperwork when Dominico and Gio walked into his office. He looked up at them before looking back at the contract he was currently reading. "Is everything good?" He asked without looking back up."A little problem but, it was already dealt with," Dominico said, he and Gio walking over to the big window that overlooked the club. Vincent nodded realizing it would be the same problem Roco already told him about."There are a ton of hot girls here tonight," Gio said before whistling."Agreed, but that's every night boys," Roco said standing and walking over to look with them."Will you idiota's shut up," Vincent barked at them rolling his eyes. He knew the smug look on Roco's face was mostly because he was proud of the beautiful women, he had brought into the club with his policies on making sure they were able to feel safe drinking and dancing here without any chance of being unwantedly harassed. Roco had made it his priority when one of his friend
Rebecca, Tobin, and Rosalina had decided to leave. Rebecca was not looking forward to her hangover the next day, but at the moment was too drunk to really worry about that. As they got to the bottom of the stairs, she bumped into a tall man with tan skin and dark curly hair that went to his shoulders. Do all the beautiful people come to this club? She thought to herself, causing herself to laugh a little."Hello, Bella," the man said, looking down at her. She blushed at the sound of his accent. Rebecca looked at Rosalina and they both giggled. Tobin rolled his eyes in annoyance and let out a heavy sigh before crossing his arms over his chest. "What is your name or should I continue to call you Bella?" the man said, causing Rebecca to blush more than she already was."Rebecca," she answered him before looking down at her feet. She then shot her eyes up to his as she felt him slip an arm around her waist."Care to go have a drink somewhere quieter so we can get to know one another?" He