"Ari Mia who is this yahoo?" "She isn't your anything old man, watch what the fuck you call my woman in front of me." Shane stepped towards him as if he was about to throw down. I placed myself between them; men are so pig headed, "Cool it Michael Corleone, no one's taking out the five families today." "You still doing that shit Ari Mia?" Shane pointed his gun at him again and I gave my uncle a glare, he was just provoking Shane on purpose now. "Put that thing down, it's fine I promise." He lowered his gun but kept his eyes on uncle Alphonso. "What shit?" He finally asked. "Quoting mobster flicks, how many files you got now by the way Principessa?" "All of them." I smirked at him; I'd pulled off something none of the others could in all the years they'd been trying. I had the files of every sitting head in America. "Damn, you selling?" "I ain't no stinking snitch!" "Whatever, what are you doing in this
I'm trying to take all this shit in. I had a mafia princess in my jurisdiction for a while and had no idea. How the fuck did she slip by my guys? She wasn't even using an alias, not that anyone knew too much about Rossi's only offspring. She was one of the mob's best kept secrets. "Swear to me that you didn't play me Mouth." I could forgive anything but the thought that she might've played me wasn't one of them, I'd let her into my circle, introduced her to ma. Fuck, ma. "I didn't even know who you were, my research was only concentrated on the ones who took out dad, believe me I only found out about you after I got here, and since you weren't on my hit list I had no real interest in you." "Wait, your hit list, what the fuck, you're not hitting anybody, what the hell would I tell our kids?" "Uhhh, what do you plan on telling them about you?" "I'm a man; my boys will expect me to handle shit." "First of all, our daughters aren't goin
"What's going on with you and the Staccos?" I faced the two of them, arms folded, face stern so they knew I meant business. I may be younger than they are, but this was still my territory and they had broken into my place. We all knew the only reason they were still breathing was because of my woman. "I told you already, they put a hit out on me.""Yeah, but where does things stand now? How're you handling this shit and how the fuck do we get Mouth out of the middle of this fuckery?" "Mouth, that's what you call her, that's perfect.""Dad, zip it.""See, always was a mouthy little thing. You sure you can handle her Flanagan? Of course I have yet to give my blessing, we're gonna have to have a sit down when this is all over." "I hear what you're saying, she's your daughter, but understand when I took her to my bed I didn't know that, now it makes no difference to me, she's mine." "Shane ... I can't believe you just told my dad that we went to bed t
"I want in, I did all the ground work it's only fair." I opened my mouth to blast her, no fucking way, if she thought I was kidding she could think again. I don't care what she'd gotten up to before she became mine, but there was no way I was standing back and letting her put herself in harm's way ever again though. Ma would have a coronary if she heard about this shit. She liked to pretend that I was just a nightclub owner; I like to keep it that way. "Be reasonable Arianna, you never wanted any part of the life remember and this thing is big, this could mean all out war. Flanagan's right, you need to stay out of this." "Dead man talking. No." She actually held her palm up to him. Damn, she even gives Roberto Rossi shit, this did not bode well for me, she was gonna run circles around my ass for sure. Shit, I am so fucked. Right now I have to find a diplomatic way to get her to pull out. She had that mutinous look on her face which meant we would be here all ni
We went back to reading and planning. I called out for food around seven in the evening; we'd been poring over her notes for hours. I had her sitting next to me so I could feel her, know she was safe, because each time I read how she had broken into some place or the other my blood ran cold. The fact that she'd been in danger all this time, in my own backyard made me see red. When I got to the part about someone breaking into her bedroom back at home in Chicago I wanted to tear the motherfucker apart. Luckily she'd been out gathering information that night and had escaped whatever the fuck had been in store for her. She'd left the next day, no wonder. Now we knew the Staccos had tried to make good on their kidnapping threat. Dead motherfuckers, they were getting more and more dead by the minute. I pulled out my phone at the end of my rope, fuck this shit. "Where the fuck is Stacco?" I listened to the voice on the other end of the line. My men k
I'd decided, my turf, my woman my hit. My guest will just have to take a back seat, it's not like I could move into their territory and make a hit. Besides I owed the Staccos, they'd been fucking with me for way too long. The son was still hiding somewhere but I had a bead on the father, one's good enough for now. I had no doubt that if I hit the father the son would come out of hiding. Him I wanted to spend some time with, marry my girl indeed. The fuck, what he'd planned amounted to rape. He was going to force my Ari, like fuck. I'm gonna enjoy fucking him up. "Carmine Stacco is holed up in a cabin in the forest two hours outside of town, no word yet on where his spawn is but I'm sure when news of his father's demise reaches him we'll flush him out." I imparted that info while we rode down in the elevator, everyone had their game face on now; everything else was forgotten as my detail fell in behind me when we reached the ground floor.
Back in the car the tension was gone. Everyone seemed relaxed, and of course the conversation turned to my upcoming demise. I wish these gossiping fucks would leave me alone, not only did I have my two sisters in law to deal with, but now I had her father and her uncle adding in their two cents worth. "Boy I'm telling you, my little girl can hold a mean grudge and she's got a mean streak a mile wide, you tell him Al.""Yep, we've got the scars to prove it, remember that time she hid all the keys in the house and fucked up the phones so we couldn't call out?" "Shit, I thought we were under attack or some shit." Tony and his sidekick were eating it up, I was just sitting there keeping my cool; she'll be fine. "Why did she do that?" Mikey was leaning over the back seat like a four year old at story time."We missed her school play." They laughed and shook their heads. "What? That's it?""Yeah, it was like the second one in a row, plus some other things
What the fuck? "Mouth...how the fuck...ma?" What the fuck was going on around here? I walked through the door gearing up my nuts for the shit storm that was about to come, only to find that I'd been thwarted again. "Seriously, are you fucking kidding me?" "Shane Patrick Flanagan you watch your mouth." My mother scolded me as she put what looked like a bowl of mashed potatoes on the table. My focus was on Mouth who had yet to say a word or even acknowledge my presence. My two sisters came from the kitchen with more food in their hands while I looked around like I was in the twilight zone. "How did you get out?" "She called me." "She called you, how did she do that?" "Well actually she texted me and told me what you had done, shame on you, I thought I raised my son to treat a lady better than that." "Ma...." "Don't you ma me, you're lucky I don't let her dismember you as she's been threatening to do for th