PART1&2 OF LOLA AND NIKO'S STORY. . . .Wives are for children and whores are for fucking. Learn to be both and you'll do just fine. . . ~Page 2 of the mafia rules as written by Eva Camilla Salvatore, wife of the previous capo dei capo of la Italian famiglia~ Lola is not your normal average teenage girl. She has always known that her family is part of the Mafia. A few days after her eighteenth birthday, she comes back from school and hear the most shocking news that leaves her frightened to the bone. She had been promised to the most ruthless man in the New York Family, the underboss and soon to be Boss, Dominicko Salvatore. And he is coming to collect what is His.
View More*** One year later… My little Micaela stares at me with dark blue eyes. A mop of jet black curls around her forehead and pink rosebud lips pout at me. I remember the day I birthed her. After five hours of labor the Salvatores welcomed their newest members. My perfect daughter. Born only five minutes after her brother. My Micaela likes being carried. The moment you put her down she opens her cute little mouth and screams like hell. Thankfully her father is always there to indulge her. Tommy still hasn’t forgiven me for naming my daughter after my faithful bodyguard. He thinks Thea would have been a perfect name for
*** When I wake up, I’m at home. In my room at the mansion. My mouth feels dry and taste bitter. I throw the blanket off and drag my body to the bathroom I move slowly but I don’t feel sick anymore. Godfather Alonzo and Greco are dead. As I shower, I try to wrap my head around all that crazy. Because that’s what it was crazy. But N
*** My eyes are glued to the screen while Danilo drives, Lola’s position hasn’t moved for a while. On the other side of the screen her vitals reads normal, heartbeat steady, it has only speed up once, an hour ago like she had a scare but other than that she seems fine. No drooping in vitals due to blood loss or spike in her heartbeat due to torture. I hold onto that like a lifeline or I’ll go mad. I need to be calm, Lola needs me right now. I repeat that like a mantra as I fire the first shot. The silencer stifling the sound, only four men come with me on this operation, I need this to go unnoticed for as long as possible. The men have their orders. My wife is priority. Plain and simple. I stab the next guard in the chest then pulled out the knife and slit his throat with a swing of my wrist, bastard was taking too long to die. I sheath my knife, palming my other gun as I duck beneath a wall. I nod at Danilo
*** I wake up slowly, my head feels fuzzy like a ball of cotton has been shoved into my brain, a bitter lasts lingers on my tongue, I moan at the banging in my head, did I get drunk last night? My head is slightly elevated, I feel fingers on my hair, petting my head. “Niko?” I whispered, my tongue is so dry the word comes out strained. I try to blink my eyes open. "You are awake my love, no one will separate us ever again" My slow brain snaps to attention at the voice, eyes popes wide open I quickly move away, my whole body recoils, sodisoriented, shivers break all over me. That is not Niko, I shake my head, trying to drag air into my lungs and then like a tape,my last memory plays through my mind.. I was drugged. Someone’s taken me. I’ve been kidnapped. Kidnapped. "What have you done to me?" I ask sluggishly, where is this place? I sway as my stoma
Niko I first saw Lola when I was eighteen and she was ten. A kid really. Who I forgot about until my father passed. She had just turned fifteen, still a kid compared to my twenty-three so I had her sent away. I didn’t need a wife. I had power over the most powerful crime familie
As first order of business we burry my uncle. The funeral service is solemn and quiet. All the prominent families of Chicago sent their representatives. Niko stands with a group of men around an open cassette then they closed it before allowing the others to come forward and pay their last respect. “It’s to confirm that he is really dead” Ivan says quietly besides me. I look at the men standing beside Niko “they are the ruling bosses of the families” Five men stand at the front talking amongst themselves. They should be six of them but Chicago’
***I don’t stay locked up in my room today. After my restless sleep, I take a long hot shower and came downstairs for breakfast. Well I didn’t really eat, have had a hard time keeping anything down. I just had a glass of orange juice and a piece of toast. I don’t go back upstairs. I lay on a couch in the library downstairs holding a book in my chest trying to distract myself. I didn’t want to be alone with my thoughts upstairs . The door opens I look up expecting to see Maria she comes in every few minutes to ask me if I want a snack. She is there but she not alone, Niko is standing in front of her. I jump up at the sight of him throwing the blanket off my legs on the floor. I stand up book forgotten. “ We leave for Chicago tomorrow” he tells me that’s two days earlier than we planned. “Start the preparations” he tells Maria who is standing behind him. She nods the leaves us. Niko enters the roo
So there is a lift in this house, I think as the elevator doors open in front of me. I half expected someone would be standing guard outside of a secret entrance but nope. It was just like Catalina described. Obviously she’s been here before or she knows someone who has. The frown I’ve been wearing for the past half an hour it took me to decide to come check out the basement tightens on my face. I shouldn’t be doing this. Spying on Niko. If he wanted me to know about his secret place he’d tell me himself. The thought only makes me want to see it all the more. <