Lahat ng Kabanata ng OMERTA: MAFIA'S VOW: Kabanata 21 - Kabanata 30

Meeting up with a rival family to iron things out may seem like a good idea, but meeting the head with no guards or weapons is another thing altogether. To show our trust, we’re meeting alone at the docks at midnight with no men and no weapons. Just the two of us uninterrupted. Both Frankie and Dom tried to talk me out of it, saying it will be an ambush, but why should I back away from this if it’ll gain me access to ports and routes no Famiglia member has touched?Kaius Tulvan may be a scary bastard, but I have a feeling I can trust him. I suppose we’ll see how good my gut feelings are today.I get out of my Bugatti and straighten my suit before walking over to where I see the hulking figure of Kaius; hands in the pockets of his black jeans and staring into the dark, frigid water below.“You know, most mafioso wouldn’t meet with Brigăzi unarmed,” he says without looking at me. “You’re either stupid or have complete trust in what I have to say.”Chuckling, I walk up to him. “I give a

After we’re done eating breakfast, Giovanni takes me back to the estate because Frankie needs to discuss something urgent with him. The time spent with him went by quickly, but it was pleasant nonetheless. He asked me questions about my time at the convent but never answered anything about himself. All I know was that he had a twin sister who died young. It made me more curious, to be honest. When we drive towards the mansion, I turn to him. “You said it’s safe to go out now, right?” I ask and his gaze flits to me. I see the frown on his brow as he nods, and I continue. “Is it possible for me to have a day to myself out of the mansion?” “A day to yourself? What do you mean, you have every day to yourself, Micetta,” he says with a chuckle and I bite the inside of my cheek. “No, I mean like…A day at a spa? Getting my nails or hair done?” I explain as he brings the car to a stop in front of the mansion. I hope I sound right as I explain this and from the look on his face, I think I d

LuciaThis morning was one of the worst for me. Giovanni snapped because I asked him a simple question, then I ended up revealing my pregnancy in the worst way possible. I just wanted to talk, and arrange to have dinner with him to see his face as I told him the news. Then again, I probably went about it the wrong way by being all emotional about it. If we had a proper conversation, I wouldn’t have felt the need to interact with his mother. I wouldn’t have wanted to bond with her and accept her invitation to go to dinner that night and get to know each other. I would still be at home, cooking dinner and waiting for him to come home.Instead, now I’m cold and it feels like my body is on fire.I wake up to a searing pain in my ribs; I struggle to move, the pain in my body making even the slightest movement excruciating. My vision is blurry and my head is pounding. I try to remember what happened, but my thoughts are jumbled and confused… Everything is foggy.Groaning, I try to sit up,

Lucia flinches as I lay her down on our bed, trying to hide her pain and doing a terrible job at it. If there’s one thing I’ve learned these past three days, it’s that Lucia doesn’t like showing her pain. I don’t know who in her past taught her to hide her pain, but I wish them a fucking painful death.“You really don’t need to make this much of a fuss over me, Giovanni,” she says as I place a pillow behind her.I lean down close to her face when I’m done, tilting her chin up. “The Vittori Capo Dei Capi wants to fuss over you, and you’re just going to brush him off like he’s nothing?” I ask with a smirk and she rolls her eyes at me while trying to hide her smile. “Let me cater to you, Micetta; you’re my wife, after all.”Something flashes in her eyes when I say this, and it causes me to frown. “And that look of annoyance? What was that just now?” She sighs and leans back into the pillows. “I don’t like it when you call me Micetta. It feels…condescending,”“What?” I say, my eyes widen

I don’t know what it is about an ultrasound, but that shit puts things in perspective real quick. The past few weeks I have watched Lucia’s belly growing more and more, then after seeing the ultrasound, something inside of me snapped.That overprotectiveness increased tenfold; I knew right then and there that I would do anything to protect the two of them. We got home from her first checkup about an hour ago, and she’s already passed out on the bed. She’s been extremely exhausted lately, but that’s understandable since she’s going through a lot of healing because of that fucker Sal. I lean down and kiss her forehead before getting up and walking downstairs; to the problem I’ve been putting off since they released Lucia from the hospital. What I’m about to do won’t be pretty, but to me, it’s justified. My brothers think I’m insane for keeping her alive down here; however, I have something planned for her and her betrayal.I open the door to the neglected wine cellar and the stench o