Chapter 10

Vincenzo's POV 

“What the hell are you saying? I have nothing to do with your father's death, is that why you killed my customers?” He creased his brow at me, I could guess the realization hit him that that could be the reason for my attack on him.

I raised my hands in the air objecting to his statement, “Collateral Damage,” I synced with my lips, “Don't put their death on me, Don't pin it on me,” I said.

He snorted audibly and said, “You're a psychopath you know that?” He taunted.

“As well as you too,” I replied, matching his sarcastic energy.

“Look if you want to know who killed your father you can find out yourself, with your influence you can get whatever you want, why pull me into your shit?” He asked, his tone showed how impatient and baffled he was at the time.

“The only reason you're still standing on your legs is because your father is crippled already, that's to show you how much I care about you, and my investigation doesn't have any trace to you yet, and those are the reasons you're still standing, and after my investigation's, if you have hands in my father's death, then you won't get a say on how your death will be,” 

“investigate all you want, I'm not involved, And for this rubbish you did today, the feds will hear about it,” He warned, putting his gun back into his holster.

“Try me and see, I go down, you go down, as a matter of fact, your family is just a first-generation Mafia compared to a sixth generation Mafia like me, you will do yourself Good and keep your mouth shut,” I warn him.

In New York, the Mafia men (outfits) here are under a rule, that no one exposes the other, in broad daylight we are businessmen as I said earlier, so we don't get exposed or traced by the feds, we invest our money into businesses, so that nothing will be suspicious.

Rodriguez looked at me disdainfully, not knowing what else to say, “this is not over, I promise you, we will meet again, and when that happens you will be the furious and angered one,” he warned and with that, he left the place.

“I hope that happens because it doesn't sound surreal,” I said, followed by a mocking laughter, my laughter resounding in the room. I wanted to make sure Rodriguez was as pissed as I was.

My men escorted him out of my province to ensure he caused no harm, soon he was out of sight.

I drew a long smoke from my tobacco because I wanted to ease myself, getting Rodriguez pissed wasn't enough, I wanted more than that, I wanted vengeance for my father's death, I was getting impatient, I needed answers that only my father's killers could give me.

Soon my right-hand men came back, Gio had good hacking skills and immediately I looked at him and an idea popped into my head, “Gio,” I called.

“Yes, Boss,” he replied, ambling close to me, his head down, and his hands locked in his back.

“I want you to hack into all the Airport systems in New York and check if you can see any reliable information about Thomas, his last travel the last time he booked a ticket, everything and even check if he is out of the country yet, who knows he might still be lurking around,” I shrug..

“Okay, Boss, but you know people use fake passports right?” Gio reminded me, and I bit my lower lip in frustration, realizing there's a lot to this dark world.

“What do we do now?” I muttered more to everyone than myself.

“Boss, he could even leave the country through the sea,” Riccardo tipped in, and I was impressed that my men were vast in thinking like me.

“True, those are the fastest means to leave the country, station men at the borders, send them a picture of him, give them some cash, let them know it's an important mission, he may not also pass the places we imagined but station men everywhere even at the train stations he could be anywhere, we need him alive, through him we can get to the others and even the sponsor, you know we can't rely much on the police, their investigations may take more time than expected,”

“Alright, Boss,” Riccardo and Gio said in unison, and they left to take care of the job at hand.

“Thomas, wherever you are I will find you,” I said maniacally.

I dropped my tobacco and headed for my room, Melinda, was still asleep when I came in, I let her sleep peacefully, I walked into the toilet, as I looked into the mirror, I didn't feel like me, I felt empty, I remembered my father's dismembered body, and tears threatened to fall from my eyes, I let them fall freely, it was now me against me, no one as there, anger cursing through my veins no matter how much I tried to control myself I couldn't I was hungry for destruction, I shouted at the mirror, nothing changed, I clenched my fists tightly and punched it at the mirror, it broke into many pieces, I sustained some slight injuries on my knuckles and I groaned loudly.

“Are you okay, My Love?” A female gentle voice cut through my whirlwind of emotions and quickly I turned to see that Melinda was awake, my fierce demeanor dissolved into a caring one, “Hey, my baby,” my voice came out husky with a forced smile.

She ambled towards me and touched my face, she raised her toes and kissed me on the lips, “it's okay,” she said, not even knowing why I was mad.

She took my wounded hands and dragged me to the basin and washed the blood off, “the wound isn't that bad, but don't hurt yourself again,” she warned, looking me straight in the eyes, I nodded to her command.

“Let me call the maids to treat your wound,” she said, turning around and I grabbed her arm, and she turned to me, “What?” She asked calmly.

“Don't worry, I'm fine, let's have a bath,” I said with a smirk.

“Really? You're something, you know that?” She chuckled playfully, punching my arms, and I jerked her without warning and placed her inside the jacuzzi, and her clothes got damp,she kept laughing.

I quickly took off my clothes and joined her in the jacuzzi. She was wearing my dress top and just her pants, she had no bra which gave me easy access to her breasts.

I balanced on one edge of the jacuzzi and she sat on my legs facing me, I pulled her hair from her face so I could get a clearer view of her face, she smiled innocently at me and I must say it was contagious cause I smiled back, I only smile like that when I'm with her.

She kissed me briefly and pulled out looking into my eyes intensely, “Are you just going to stare at me? Or do something,” I urged.

“What do you want me to do?” She teased raising my chin, “Anything, anything that would please you,” I said rather huskily, her breath was fanning my face and without warning she captured my lips into a deep, passionate, and intense kiss, as she held the back of my head.

I slid my hands into her clothes holding her bare back, I took my hands from the back to the front as I clenched her tities, and she pulled out of the kiss and moaned in pleasure.

I went further to unbutton her shirt, I removed it and tossed it to a corner, I couldn't take out her panties because of the way she sat, so I just shifted her pant to the side and massaged her core a bit, she shuddered with each of my touch, I felt satisfied that I could make her feel that way.

I saw she was trying to reach her climax and I stopped, I slid my already hard member gently into her core, her walls were warm and inviting, gradually she was adjusting to my size, and soon I was all inside her, we were both moving in circular motion each of us deriving unmeasurable pleasure from the sex.

Moans from the both of us filled the bathroom and soon I released my seed inside of her, I also felt her hot liquid run down to my scrotum, the pleasure I just felt was unmatchable. Maybe this was just what I needed to calm my nerves.