A few weeks had passed, life was almost normal again. Giorgio still has his place with his father and Maria too had her business to run. I was standing right in front of my office window staring into the city from the tower where I stood. The city boozled with its daily activities, car humming and honking. My hand behind my back as I studied keenly the vastness of the city. The same city I grew up in had turned into a den of thief, money launderers, serial killers and the Mafia game had grown really terribly. The life I didn't want my son to get involved in was suddenly revolving around him. You know what they say about our environment and how it affects us? Standing behind these thick glass walls I knew for sure that Sicily and its notorious crimes would run off on my boy soon. I snapped my fingers, my plans ready to be executed before things got out of hand.I heard the door creak open then she got it. “Ma'am, you have been sent an invite for the Mafia meeting tonight. 7pm”. “Mafi
I walked into his office without letting him know I was coming. The staff were kind enough to show me to his most quiet place. A large room well furnished to suit his standards. I walked in shoulders high as his assistant who introduced himself as Leo paved the way for me. “Good morning Mr. Salvatore” I was formal since we were in his office and it would be disrespectful not to be at least. His assistant was still there standing and probably waiting for the next order from his boss. Dominico spun round in his swivel chair the moment he heard my voice. I mean, mine was quite recognizable as long as we've spoken for sometime. And I would do the same with him. “Ms. Ricci”. He called back. I blinked, forcing a shredded smile at the corner of my lip. He bluffed. “What a pleasant surprise”.“I bet it and I am not even here for all the long pleasantries”. He furrowed his brows, a seamless effort to grasp the meaning of every word that I was saying.He shrugged then snapped his finger at th
I drove the car as fast as I could down to the hospital. Maria by my side. I knew the worst was about to happen yet kept my heart in a denial stage. The worst couldn't possibly happen now. My family and everything around me was under a tough restructuring stage and now an emergency. For the past weeks I have only called the hospital to know how he was doing.Jumping out of the car like horses on gallops we rushed in through the hospital front door. The doctors were standing in the hallway waiting for me to arrive. Their faces had smiles yet I couldn't figure out if it was for me or for someone else. I hurried to the one doctor I recognized.“Ms. Ricci”. He shook my hands and then went on to Maria to do the same.“Doctor, I received an emergency call from the hospital. Is my grandfather fine? What is this about?” I queried. Worried about his health.“Your grandfather is doing okay. Besides we need you to see something that's the reason we called”. He told me. “Okay”. My heart was raci
Maria and I wanted things to be over as soon as possible plus having to deal with all the drama lately has been exhausting. It’s been three days since the whole incident with Isabella and Enzo happened and the blogs were still hot with the gist digging out fresh news every day. Discussions in almost all the podcasts had their topic as major and it was kind of relieving for me to watch how the world sees fit to analyze what had happened between those two. Enzo deserves every damn thing he got and I am even sorry for him. The sun shone luminously on the day I and Maria arrived at my family mansion. The warm gleams danced across the opulent green meadows, sending a golden radiance over the sprawling estate. The echoes of birds squeaking and the gentle whisper of leaves in the breeze filled the air, forming a serene atmosphere that belied the tightness brewing with the mansion’s walls. I stepped out of the car with a fragrance of aura and elegance. I am a goddess, a war Mafia queen a
The annual council meeting was scheduled today the 10th of June, no one dares to miss except in very rare cases. The entire city now growls Guilliana’s name. Her firsceness, her resilience and her self-will was something to emulate. Sitting in my car at the parking lot just a few steps away from the conference room booked for this Mafia meeting I wondered if she had worked on herself so hard to prove the point to everyone. My phone beeps and a message lights up the screen. I grabbed the phone and read through the content of the message. “The meeting is about to begin and we need everyone here” it was a message from the council PRO. Here things worked differently and everyone knows the rules even though we are from different groups and cartels we had to finally agree to something and pay our dues accurately. In this gathering kings and generational wealth and bonds are made. I took the keys of the starter and brushed my beard once again checking the mirror for some sort of self valid
I guess I was wrong when I thought Giuliana was weak and cannot handle any gang or team. So far in the last couple of months she has been very strategic with her plans and has executed every single one of it except for the one that ruined. I have still not been able to figure out who sabotaged that work and since she has refused to tell me I decided to let it slide like she advised. She told me I would be disappointed if I got to know who did so I didn’t want to make assumptions. The past months have been really rough and my dad has been in and out of the hospital. The cancer was eating deep into his blood and into all his organs, we only have one hope left that he would have a peaceful death.I sat by the balcony with a bottle of wine beside me, my phone on the side watching the lights glow into the city. Sicily was full of amazing things but the mafia world was really changing a lot and asides that the little criminal gangs were growing by the day. My family name has been rubbed