The big court was full of people. The head of coscas, Tikhon, Consiglieres, the enforcers, the footmen, everyone was present there waiting for their hearing. Tikhon was sitting beside his lawyer in his seat with his head down. After the death of Aurora, he spoke the bare minimum. He just opened his mouth to answer whatever was being asked to him. It was like he was broken from the inside. The woman he loved the most was dead. His vast empire had crumbled down. All the people working for him were under arrest. His wife, his daughter hated him. No one was with him, no one cared about him anymore. He was a broken shell of a man. The judge arrived and everyone stood up. The girls and Michelangelo were sitting in the back behind the Aagua State Attorney (ASA). Interpol had done its job and handed everything to the local government. After Aagua would be done punishing, Tikhon and the head of Coscas would go back to Siago to face charges there too. Aagua state attorney stood up first and g
One year later….Michelangelo snaked his hand under Renata’s waist and pulled her closer to himself. She moaned a little in her sleep but adjusted herself as the small spoon. He kissed on her neck and sighed happily.His love was sleeping close to him and there were no enemies around except the two alarm clocks, one boy and a girl, who could wake up at any time disturbing Renata’s beauty sleep. She needed that sleep to look good tomorrow. After one whole year of proposing, Renata finally said yes to him and they were going to be married tomorrow. He could not sleep due to excitement. He again looked at Renata. She had gained weight because of childbirth and her full figure made her look even prettier. If she was hot before, she was irresistible now.He lowered the string of her spaghetti top and started planting wet kisses all over her neck and shoulder. Renata groaned a little and tried to move away from him but he pulled her even closer and wrapped his arms around her tightly.“Mic
“Five more drinks!” shouted Hazel, moving her purple hair away from her face.“No, no, I have had enough. I think we should leave,” said Renata who now started to feel the influence of alcohol. She had her head in her palm with her hands resting on the small table of the bar where they were enjoying drinks.“Spoil sport,” shouted Valentina. “It’s your birthday, girl! People don’t turn 29 every day, enjoy a little,” giggled Sameeksha and took a sip of her vodka martini. At home, she was the mother hen, but the good doctor knew how to party when outside.“Yeah, drink!” shouted Valentina and stood up. The moment she stood up, she knocked a glass on the table, and like a chain reaction two more glasses got knocked over.“Watch it, idiot!” shouted Ambrosia, the short-fuse of the group.“Calm down, he-he, she made you wet, get it, wet,” laughed Sameeksha.“Ha-ha,” Ambrosia made the sound but didn’t laugh.“Okay, shut up both of you! We need to leave,” said Renata.“You are not our boss. W
The pounding ache in her head was making it difficult for Renata to open her eyes. She knew drinking so much would be a pain in the ass in the morning, yet her girls made her drink. What is the big deal in turning twenty-nine? Everyone turns twenty-nine.Renata knew what she needed, coffee. A large cup of black coffee would help her or maybe Sameeksha could give her a banana bag. It was good to have a doctor in the house. She sat up but kept her eyes closed.“What?” she groaned. “I understand why my head is pounding. I don’t understand why my whole body is aching. It feels like I spend a whole day in the gym. Shit!” she sighed. She lifted her hand to stretch when her blanket fell from her chest.“What the hell!!” she shouted as she found herself naked. “Ah, girls! What kind of stupid prank is this?” she looked around her room, her red dress was lying at the foot of the bed. “Why would they leave me naked? Stupid, girls!” she groaned.Rubbing her temple with her middle finger she took
Renata was shocked that she slept with someone. She was never that drunk that she would make such a mistake. She brought a stranger home, rather a stranger brought her home. And then she slept with him. Even her friends were not aware of what she was doing inside her room.She ran to the door and brought Severino in. “Just take your… whatever… with you and leave. Leave now!” she commanded.“Yes, yes, sure,” stammered Severino. Last night that girl was happy and sweet and now she was rude and angry. He was a little scared of her.“Boss! Michel! Let’s go!” shouted Severino and moved inside the house. Renata pointed him in the right direction and Severino moved towards her room. He stood by the door and saw four girls giggling and talking to him while he was buttoning up his shirt.“Go? Go where? Dear Hazel is making coffee for me even though it’s Ambrosia’s turn,” he smiled and said loudly so that Renata could hear him.As he thought Renata came running and shouted, “what?”“What?” he a
Severino was tasked to do the most important job anyone in the Siago Mafia Syndicate (SMS) could get. He was told to transport the cargo to the Mafia’s headquarters, Sevendale Club. The Supreme Boss was going to be there and was going to make an announcement.Everyone from all the six coscas was coming to the party. It would be a great opportunity for Severino to shine. All the bosses would now know his name but if only he would carry out this mission successfully. His dream was to become a consigliere and this mission would be the perfect opportunity for him to get everyone’s attention.He took the consignment that was locked in a truck and tasked one car to follow the truck while he sat in the car in front of the truck to make sure the roads were clear. The product was extremely important. So important that every man and woman in the party would bid on them. A grand scale auction was supposed to be held.Everything was running smoothly. There was no law enforcement in sight as the S
Severino walked inside the room and his eyes widened with the turnout. All the big bosses from every cosca were present there, the Venturis, the Babineauxs, the Vasilievs, the Carters, the Zhaos and the Ishidas. He lowered his head and made his way to his new boss.“What happened to you?” asked Michelangelo after seeing minute lacerations on his face and his hands. He tried hard to clean but the blood behind his ears was still present. Michel gave him a napkin to clean it off.“Vigilantes!! They were waiting for us. They ambushed us on the way to the club,” said Severino in a single gulp and downed the two glasses of drinks kept before Michelangelo.“What??!!” shouted Michelangelo and stood up. Every single person sitting in the light and the dark hiding their dark, perverse faces looked at him.“What happened?” Vittore Venturi, a rugged faced man, the leader of Fina Cosca, asked his son, Michelangelo, from the next table over.The table next over had all the biggest parties from the
The whole ballroom stood up with respect. Only the rustling of clothes was audible in the room otherwise the whole room was silent. All looked at the other end of the room where a tall chair was kept. It was like a throne for the Supreme Boss. It was built on a high platform so that the Supreme leader could have a visual of the whole room.A tall man walked in with two women on either side. The man had a certain aura about him. His one look was enough to grab the attention of the people. The black suit he was wearing was about to burst due to muscles. Even though he was old, his handlebar moustache and his hair were black.He never asked for it, but everyone bowed at him the moment he stepped in. He commanded the love and respect of all. After all, he was the man who made SMS, what it is now. He started the auction ring and made all the money for SMS and made it the most ruthless gang in the world.Tikhon Kuznetsova, the ruthless boss of Siago Mafia Syndicate, SMS, was extremely cunni