The nurse greeted us and held the door for us to pass.“Good day Ms. Ricci, good to see you here after weeks. How are you doing”“I'm fine, Abigail. How's grandpa?” I asked as I walked in through the space she made for us between the door and the frame. “He's just there, surviving”. She answered. She greeted Maria and led us into the living room. The entire hall smelt of grandpa's drugs and medications. The strong sterile smell stuck in the air yet we didn't mind. I strolled over to the room hurriedly. Maria joined without waiting to be asked because she wanted to see him as well.Grandpa's house was not the regular fancied place. He decided to keep his old decor, not letting his son touch a pin because he still wasn't happy with him.“Giuliana?” His voice was weak and faint. From where I was standing I could tell he was struggling to speak but had to because his favourite was in the room.“Papa, you okay?” I asked him as I leaned over to press a kiss on his sagging skin. His cheeks
After we finished getting lunch Maria and I stepped out of the eatery. The sun was shining orchids burning into our skin. I could walk a little distance without the clutches stuck to my arm. “You okay, do you need me to help you into the car?” She asked me with a look of concern. I shook my head with a smile, she smiled back and shrugged her shoulders before heading out through the exit door. My steps were slow but steady. I eventually got into the car without help. I was sure that in the next few weeks I would be walking normally again without fear of falling and I can say that the therapist did a really good job in making sure I gradually stopped using the clutches for aid.In about forty five minutes we were in my fathers villa. We stopped the car just beside the Bentley by the pool. It was Isabella's, the new one my father had just got her a few weeks ago. He doesn't think about me for anything and all he does is think about his wife and his step daughter and ways to kill other p
After the meeting and conclusion on how to go about it. Tyler, Christian and I drove off to the funeral ground It was at his yard in Swiftlane. The guests were all dressed in black and the wide had her dark shades on to cover her eyes. No one could really tell if she was crying or not but with the way she sounded a few times one could decode that she had spent nights crying for her late husband. For the very first time in my life I felt sad that something like this had happened and sometimes the urge to run to her and tell her it was a mistake came so strong but for the sake of my family name and my status I had to stay calm. I mean I could easily walk away with it I wanted but I didn't want all that dragging to my family name. We have been on low key operations for the last six months and I am super glad we haven't made it to the news in a long time for any crime. As for Daren, nobody knows and cares about him. He is dead and buried under water. We stepped out of the truck and wal
The news had gone all over town and beyond. As I stood in front of the TV. Tyler by the side on a couch, Dragon and Sniper at the other end. I knew this was going to happen.“Damn man. What if they trace it to me, this woman does look like she's joking”. I said out loud, Dragon was quiet with his arms folded across his chest. Sniper too had a cold countenance. We haven't felt like this before until this incident happened.“Capo, I already told you man. I have spoken to a couple of people in high profile. The lady would just have to be compensated with money and she would be quiet. Or maybe your boys can go after her too. A perfect way to shut her up”. He suggested with glee in his eyes.“No man. We can't do that now, we can't kill to cover for another evil? That'd wickedness, I mean she has a son from all I gathered and she isn't from this part so who's going to raise the poor kid huh?” “Dominico, the boy would be taken to an orphanage and he would grow up from there. Think about it
I Sat on the couch enjoying the lemon I had made after a long time of not being able to do anything by myself. Maria was busy flipping the pancakes while I sat on the long stool by the counter with my leg hanging in the air.“Have you heard from your son and your boyfriend lately?” She asked in a warm tone. Since the day she caught Dominico and I she never mentioned it and it thought she was never going to mention or talk about it until now. I choked from the bitter sweet drink I had just sipped in.“What?” I asked as I cleared my throat to get her point clearly.“You heard me Gui”.“You said boyfriend and you know I don't have one”. I tried to defend myself but she came lashing out again.“Like I didn't see you two smooshing out there? Do you love him? You know exactly who I am talking about”. She was beginning to sound like she was my mother and I was some Foster child under her watch.“Love is a strong word, Maria. Dominico and I have nothing okay so forget what you saw. It.means n
In about an hour I pulled up in front of my father's mansion. I haven't been home in the last twenty four hours and that's not even good for a man who has a son to cater for. I know he was in safe hands with my mom but at some point I still think my son needs me now more than ever. Maybe after all of these was over I would quit playing g dirty games and shit but on a se one thought I considered the consequences of leaving a Mafia team as strong as mine. I would be a prey to the devourer at least for now they are still scared because of the salvator umbrella that covers me even when I am most vulnerable. I sat in the car for a moment flashing through the rare possibilities of the police finding out the shootings that happened the previous night was all me. My image was ruined and didn't want to add to it even though the deaths were caused as a result of their carelessness. I placed my head on my head and stared blank for a moment. The officer's dead eyes searched my soul like he had