Chapter 2: The Don of the Cosa Nostra

VITTORIA'S POV 

It's been a week since the last hunt. Obviously I won it, however I wished it was under better circumstances. 

My Father, Christian Guerra the King of the Cosa Nostra was badly injured during the hunt. 

According to Stefano he had a terrible fall and injured himself.

I know my Father, I know that he knows those bushes just like me, if not better than me. There is no way he just 'had a fall', no way at all.

I knew Stefano was behind this, he has always wanted the Cosa Nostra for himself. Yes, technically he is the first born and only son of Christian Guerra so he should have been the heir to the Cosa Nostra. However due to his 'personal preference' he is not interested in females, only males. He won't be able to produce an heir so our Father made the decision to give the Cosa Nostra to me, and he has groomed me my entire life to furfill that position.

I know Stefan is jealous, and spiteful. I'm not surprised that he is responsible for our father's injury. He has always been a coward like that.

Knock Knock

"Father, you wanted to see me" I quesioned as I entered his bedroom

"Yes, Yes, come in, come in" He gestured at me  

I moved across and sat on the side of the bed, he laid in the middle of the bed. He looked pale and weak, he didn't look the Don of a Mafia, he looked like a Weathering old man.

"You look terrible" I stated, trying to make my voice sound soft

"Well, at least your straight to the point" He choked out with a laugh, which was then followed by a series of coughing. I watched as he coughed up blood into his napkin. 

He must have noticed the concerned look of my face, because he reached out and held my hand

"Vittoria, My second in command, My daughter, I know I won't get better" He tried to sound strong

"I need you to take my position, as the Queen of the Cosa Nostra, I know it is earlier than we planned but..." He let out a sigh "... But I don't see myself recovering from this" 

"Father, I will honor you as your daughter" I nodded

I was never good with emotions, I understand them but I had a hard time figuring out how I felt. As I sat on my father's bed, all I could think about was how weak he was, how his breathing was shallow and his skin turned a greyish pale, how his hands where trembling and how his eye lids appeared heavy. I knew the signs, He wasn't going to make it. 

"I have no doubt that you will make me proud" He crocked out with a smile

I nodded in reply, as I learned over and kissed him on the forehead, "Get some rest, papa" I murmmered. 

I watched as he smiled and closed his eyes, I stood up and made my way back to the bedroom door. I turned to face him one last time, I knew this was the last time I would see him again. 

I knew what Stefan planned and I intended to ruin it. 

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STEFANO'S POV

I looked out the window as we pulled up to this giant golden gate

"Someone knows how to spend money" I admired

I recieved a short "Mhm" from Carlo, my driver. He wasn't the talkative type, oh well his lost I guess. 

I watched as the gates opened and we proceeded up the long driveway. I was here to meet the King of the 'Ndrangheta, a rivial mafia with equal influence and power to our own Mafia. I have always considerede myself as a Business man, and I am the only Son of the Great Christian Guerra, the King of the Cosa Nostra. 

I wasn't going to let him hand over the business to my little sister, Vittoria, I'll kill her myself if I have to. However, I thought about how I could be play this. I will propose Vittoria to the Don of the 'Ndrangheta, She will become his wife and in return, I will have gained even more powerful allies. 

We approach the end of the Driveway, This place looked like a castle, and standing out the front was a group of men in nice suits. 

I Alighted from the car, stood up straight and fixed my suit jacket. 

"Mr Guerra, Please follow me. He is waiting for you in his study" 

I looked down to see a young woman, maybe early 20's, she was wearing a maid uniform. Pretty little thing though. As she turned to guide me into the house, I couldn't help but pinch her on the butt as I let out a laugh. 

She jumped, and immediately began walking faster. 

I followed her into the foyer of the mansion, and throught the hallways until we came up to these massive woodern doors that reached from the floor to the ceiling. I watched as the maid knocked exactly 3 times.

"Come in" a voice ordered from behind the doors 

She pushed open the doors, and stepped aside. I put my hands in my pockets and strode into the office, there was a cloud of smoke blocking his face. 

"Take a seat" the voice commanded 

I took my hands out of my pockets and ran them along my tie, "Thanks but I'll stand" I tried to make my voice as assertive as his was. 

"Very well, What do you want?" He demanded not even looking at me, but I could see the thick smoke in the air starting to clear 

"My father, Christian Guerra, is unwell. I will be taking over as the Don of the Cosa Nostra. I am here to offer you a proposal..." I answered, I dont know why I was starting to feel nervous.

"You have nothing I want" He interjected, this time he looked at me. 

Fuck. I've seen those eyes before. He has the same look in his eyes as Vittoria. Either it'll be a match made in heaven... or hell