At exactly 6:30pm my mother had everything set with the help of the chef and the housekeeper. The table was full with all the food I can imagine and I kept wondering if we were having some kind of party or celebration I am not aware of or was it just Giuliana’s visit. I stood confused, my hands akimbo as I spoke to my mom.“Mother, are we celebrating something?” I asked her with my eyes racing from her dress to the table again.“Don’t be silly Dominico we are having a guest remember”. She kicked the words back at me.“Oh well, I am aware we are having Giuliana Ricci and her son over but that’s not the reason for all this food, I suppose”, I picked up one of the washed apples and began to munch on it.“Really? I thought you were responsible enough to help me get the entire place ready but now all you have to do is stand there and ask silly questions like a four year old. Of course all of this is for the arrival of my first grandchild and his mother. Should I have done otherwise?” he as
I saw the look on Enzo’s face when his mother asked Dominico the question about letting Gio come visit the family some weekends. I don’t know why but I feel Enzo wasn’t happy about how the whole incident turned and I really don't care by the way. If he hadn’t rejected and dumped me to be with Isabella maybe all of this wouldn’t have happened and if I had known that the masked man in that party was Capo Dominico I wouldn’t have for any reason had anything to do with him. He ate his food in silence without speaking to anyone and when he was done he grabbed the glass of wine and gulped it down his throat. A soft hit on the table he turned to his mom and to his brother.“I think I am done here”, his voice still sounding hoarse. To him it seemed like a new epoch he just cannot handle. But I call my time to avenge anyone who has wronged me and I am still very willing to go on a fierce war with anyone posing to be a threat to me, and my son.He waved a hand at his mother when she tried to
Over the weeks Giorgio and Dominico’s bond has deepened. He would stop by the house to be with him for a while and since I am not comfortable with him being around I would just lock myself up in the room and wait until he is gone. I didn’t appreciate him coming to my home on those days yet I had no choice after all Gio was his son too and we needed the extra protection from him and his family.With my bag strapped tightly in my hand I walked through the front door of the Ricci tower. Since the last incident I haven’t been at work and this time I made sure to load up my gun right in my skirt for any threat at all I didn’t care. My shoes are clicking against the tiles as I elevator. Thankfully this was my home so I do not have to watch over my shoulders or watch my back for any stray bullets. The staff I met on the way greeted me as they passed minding their duties. I got out of the elevator in no time and headed through the left wing. The chandeliers stood fine and magnificent overboar
I hurried out of the building, my heart racing, my heels threatening to tear the earth as I ran with force. Maria was still on the phone when I got to the car.“You need to drive down Gui and please be calm”, she said the words and ended the call. What does she even mean by being calm? My son is missing and that’s what I get? I was pissed at myself for not driving myself to pick him up. With my hands trembling I turned the car on and drove off the scene. I put a call through to Dominico several times but he didn’t answer. I drove a raven mad. Curse and yelled in the car as I finally arrived at the school premises. There was still no point telling my father about it because of late he has chosen to take sides with his beloved wife and her daughter. I could tell from the look of things that they weren’t even happy I came back with an heir. After the conversation I overheard from my father and his wife Francesca I knew I had internal enemies to deal with as well. The sound of their hushe
I knew Giuliana was never going to let me take the kid after school and when my men told me the boy was still in school thirty minutes after closing I made sure to drive down myself. I feel bad making her run helter skelter thinking the boy has been kidnapped but I also wanted her to learn a lesson. The boy was now a part of my life and nothing must happen to him. I walked closer to her and whispered in her ears.“Tell your friend to put that toy away, look around you. My men are everywhere, you two alone can’t win” The moment I said the words she punched me in the mouth.“Ouch! Why the hell are you so aggressive?” I asked her.“How dare you trick me and then act like everything is fine. Do you know how scared I was, you connived with all those people to lie to me”, I was so pissed ready to give him another hit but this time he held my hand so tight. Maria grabbed Gio the moment she saw the fierce war was about to happen. Thankfully Dominico is not the type to hit a woman. I grabbed h
Maria and I drove off to the house. I couldn’t bear to leave my son under Dominico’s care at least not that I really need to keep an eye on him and not now that he just played a silly game on me. I was scared my son had been kidnapped or something bad had happened to him. I appreciate Dominico’s attempt to be in the boy’s life but he was doing it the wrong way, maybe just to spite me I wasn’t sure but what I am sure about is I am not going to let him teach my son the Mafia ways nor his silly Mafia rules. In no time we arrived at my family Villa, our cars stopped just a few steps away from the main building.“C’mon Giorgio, I need to get you changed from those clothes as soon as possible” I spoke as I hurried out of the car.“But Dad says I could wear them”, he refuted.“No son, not today, you can’t stand there dressed like a mafia, I never want you to be any of that’, I answered him. Maria nodded her consent to him and he looked down with guilt. I could tell he wants to bond with his
I guess grandpa’s words were just too much for all of them to handle and with the way he kept me by his side like the little girl he has always known made me smile ear to ear. Isabella and her mother had a sly spiteful look on their faces but I didn't care. There was no point having a riff with them when I know that I have gained grounds in the family as the only heir before Giorgio. “Grandpa, you speak of me with so much love and admiration”. I told him, kissing his old greyed hands. He smiled weakly. A tiny drop of tear hanging on the side of his eyes. I could see he was in pain from the ailment but there was nothing I could do at this point. I wanted him to live for me or better still let my father die in his place so that Giovanni can stay with me a little longer. I wouldn't hesitate to take that option if I had the chance to. Looking over at my father, I couldn't quite grasp the expression on his face but I could tell he too wasn't happy with how my grandfather spoke about my g
I tasted blood before I felt the pain. Metallic. Warm. Thick. It filled my mouth as I lay sprawled on the marble floor whose cold surface was slick with my own blood. My ribs ached and my vision blurred but I refused to cry out. I wouldn’t give them that. A shadow loomed over me.It was Alessandro Ricci, my father.His polished black shoes stopped inches from my face and sparkled despite the destruction he had just inflicted. When I was a child, I used to trace my fingers over those shoes, giggling as he soon lifted me onto his lap. Now, they stood as a silent reminder of his power—the kind of power that could snuff me out with a single word.“You embarrass me, Giuliana.” His voice was quiet as he spoke and made him sound more dangerous than if he’d been shouting. “You shame this family.”I swallowed the blood in my mouth. “I—”A sharp pain exploded in my side as he then kicked me again and sent me rolling onto my back. I gasped as the ceiling above me became blurred. The chande
I guess grandpa’s words were just too much for all of them to handle and with the way he kept me by his side like the little girl he has always known made me smile ear to ear. Isabella and her mother had a sly spiteful look on their faces but I didn't care. There was no point having a riff with them when I know that I have gained grounds in the family as the only heir before Giorgio. “Grandpa, you speak of me with so much love and admiration”. I told him, kissing his old greyed hands. He smiled weakly. A tiny drop of tear hanging on the side of his eyes. I could see he was in pain from the ailment but there was nothing I could do at this point. I wanted him to live for me or better still let my father die in his place so that Giovanni can stay with me a little longer. I wouldn't hesitate to take that option if I had the chance to. Looking over at my father, I couldn't quite grasp the expression on his face but I could tell he too wasn't happy with how my grandfather spoke about my g
Maria and I drove off to the house. I couldn’t bear to leave my son under Dominico’s care at least not that I really need to keep an eye on him and not now that he just played a silly game on me. I was scared my son had been kidnapped or something bad had happened to him. I appreciate Dominico’s attempt to be in the boy’s life but he was doing it the wrong way, maybe just to spite me I wasn’t sure but what I am sure about is I am not going to let him teach my son the Mafia ways nor his silly Mafia rules. In no time we arrived at my family Villa, our cars stopped just a few steps away from the main building.“C’mon Giorgio, I need to get you changed from those clothes as soon as possible” I spoke as I hurried out of the car.“But Dad says I could wear them”, he refuted.“No son, not today, you can’t stand there dressed like a mafia, I never want you to be any of that’, I answered him. Maria nodded her consent to him and he looked down with guilt. I could tell he wants to bond with his
I knew Giuliana was never going to let me take the kid after school and when my men told me the boy was still in school thirty minutes after closing I made sure to drive down myself. I feel bad making her run helter skelter thinking the boy has been kidnapped but I also wanted her to learn a lesson. The boy was now a part of my life and nothing must happen to him. I walked closer to her and whispered in her ears.“Tell your friend to put that toy away, look around you. My men are everywhere, you two alone can’t win” The moment I said the words she punched me in the mouth.“Ouch! Why the hell are you so aggressive?” I asked her.“How dare you trick me and then act like everything is fine. Do you know how scared I was, you connived with all those people to lie to me”, I was so pissed ready to give him another hit but this time he held my hand so tight. Maria grabbed Gio the moment she saw the fierce war was about to happen. Thankfully Dominico is not the type to hit a woman. I grabbed h
I hurried out of the building, my heart racing, my heels threatening to tear the earth as I ran with force. Maria was still on the phone when I got to the car.“You need to drive down Gui and please be calm”, she said the words and ended the call. What does she even mean by being calm? My son is missing and that’s what I get? I was pissed at myself for not driving myself to pick him up. With my hands trembling I turned the car on and drove off the scene. I put a call through to Dominico several times but he didn’t answer. I drove a raven mad. Curse and yelled in the car as I finally arrived at the school premises. There was still no point telling my father about it because of late he has chosen to take sides with his beloved wife and her daughter. I could tell from the look of things that they weren’t even happy I came back with an heir. After the conversation I overheard from my father and his wife Francesca I knew I had internal enemies to deal with as well. The sound of their hushe
Over the weeks Giorgio and Dominico’s bond has deepened. He would stop by the house to be with him for a while and since I am not comfortable with him being around I would just lock myself up in the room and wait until he is gone. I didn’t appreciate him coming to my home on those days yet I had no choice after all Gio was his son too and we needed the extra protection from him and his family.With my bag strapped tightly in my hand I walked through the front door of the Ricci tower. Since the last incident I haven’t been at work and this time I made sure to load up my gun right in my skirt for any threat at all I didn’t care. My shoes are clicking against the tiles as I elevator. Thankfully this was my home so I do not have to watch over my shoulders or watch my back for any stray bullets. The staff I met on the way greeted me as they passed minding their duties. I got out of the elevator in no time and headed through the left wing. The chandeliers stood fine and magnificent overboar
I saw the look on Enzo’s face when his mother asked Dominico the question about letting Gio come visit the family some weekends. I don’t know why but I feel Enzo wasn’t happy about how the whole incident turned and I really don't care by the way. If he hadn’t rejected and dumped me to be with Isabella maybe all of this wouldn’t have happened and if I had known that the masked man in that party was Capo Dominico I wouldn’t have for any reason had anything to do with him. He ate his food in silence without speaking to anyone and when he was done he grabbed the glass of wine and gulped it down his throat. A soft hit on the table he turned to his mom and to his brother.“I think I am done here”, his voice still sounding hoarse. To him it seemed like a new epoch he just cannot handle. But I call my time to avenge anyone who has wronged me and I am still very willing to go on a fierce war with anyone posing to be a threat to me, and my son.He waved a hand at his mother when she tried to
At exactly 6:30pm my mother had everything set with the help of the chef and the housekeeper. The table was full with all the food I can imagine and I kept wondering if we were having some kind of party or celebration I am not aware of or was it just Giuliana’s visit. I stood confused, my hands akimbo as I spoke to my mom.“Mother, are we celebrating something?” I asked her with my eyes racing from her dress to the table again.“Don’t be silly Dominico we are having a guest remember”. She kicked the words back at me.“Oh well, I am aware we are having Giuliana Ricci and her son over but that’s not the reason for all this food, I suppose”, I picked up one of the washed apples and began to munch on it.“Really? I thought you were responsible enough to help me get the entire place ready but now all you have to do is stand there and ask silly questions like a four year old. Of course all of this is for the arrival of my first grandchild and his mother. Should I have done otherwise?” he as
The moment I arrived home from the site that evening my father sent me to his room immediately. Of course he was bedridden yet he has his eyes moving on everyone and his ears open to all the news and information flying around. I listened to the sound of my own boots as I approached his bedroom. I pushed the door open to see him sitting on his bed with his head resting heavily on the stack of pillows placed behind his back. “Hi Betty, I greeted the nurse who was on duty for that day, she had her shifts for a week and the next she would leave another nurse to take over. She smiled brightly at me and as she nodded her head in response. “Don Dominico, good to have you here”, she answered me firmly before excusing herself leaving my dad and I in the room. “Son, how is business going?”“Well, everything is good pop and how are you doing today”, I was kind enough to ask, trying my best to remain calm to avert every unease that would come with his further questions.“I’m good, still breath
I raced upstairs, my heels almost reaching my neck until I got to the elevator. One heavy push on the elevator button and it in. The door beeped and spit to two sides, I rushed in, punching the floor number quickly. The door leaped and the soft humming sound followed it. In no time I landed on the fourth floor where my grandpa is. The moment I raced through the hallway and reached his doorstep I pushed the door open stepping into the living room. There he was sitting on his wheelchair, my father was on the other seat and on his left was Francesca.“Grandpa, I thought something bad had happened to you”, I rushed over and gave him a hug.“Giuliana, what is this news I see everywhere? I am rather flabbergasted that you would hide such vital information from, I thought I was your best pal here”, his tone was weak yet held authority like it has always been.“What news grandpa?” I tried to act stupid.“Don’t play dumb Giuliana, you know exactly what he is talking about, at least you know we