Italy Romano Novels & Stories

Chapter 205: The Bullet in the Morning The Romano jet touched down just as the sun began rising over the runway. Soft orange light stretched across the horizon, but the calm morning did nothing to ease the tension inside the aircraft. Valentino Romano had just returned from Adrian Moretti’s territory. His wife was safe. But his empire was no longer secure. The council had suspended his authority. Which meant every rival, traitor, and opportunist in the underground world would now see him as vulnerable.

--- The Arrival of Lorenzo Vitale The heavy oak doors of the villa creaked open minutes later. A man stepped inside, his presence immediately filling the room with tension. Tall and lean, with raven-black hair slicked back, he wore a suit tailored to perfection. His smile was easy, charming even—but it didn’t reach his calculating eyes. “Dante Romano,” the man drawled, his accent sharp and polished. “It has been far too long.” Dante rose from his chair, moving with predatory calm. “Lorenzo Vitale. I was beginning to wonder when you’d crawl out of whatever hole you’ve been hiding in.”

It was for his sons, for their sons, for the name he carried. That's the purpose of going back to Rome. He was going to set everything and everyone straight. Put everyone in their places, remind them whose blood he was carrying, and remind them who his father was—Giovanni De Romano. And as for that bastard Marco, Rico would make sure to clip those growing wings of his before the prick ever got off the ground. He’d strip him of everything. His confidence, allies, and safe places. One by one. Then he’d make it hurt really bad.

It made me giddy, my heart racing behind my chest, my body craving him all over again. “Be careful,” I whispered just as Roman fastened the last strap. “Don't get hurt.” I knew he wasn't new to this. This was the life of the Mafia, how they operated. But I was worried. I couldn't help being worried for his sake. Roman tilted his head slightly, his lips crinkling at the corners. “I'm Romano Cappellucci. I do the hurting.” I would have laughed, but nothing was funny right now. Not when Roman was walking into a war zone.

A lanky man who looked to be in his late forties stood behind us, dressed in a rather sleek Italian suit. “Men do love their suits in this country, don't they?” I mumbled, and Olivia nodded. “It's like seeing a suit epidemic or something.” Luigi frowned at our whispering, cleared his throat and drew closer. “Miss Natasha and Olivia?” “In the flesh,” I responded. “Great, come with me.” “Who are you?” Olivia demanded. Neither of us had seen Luigi. We couldn't assume this was him. The man bowed slightly before replying. “I am Romano. I will take you to Luigi.”

I have already gone through all that was to know about him. Dante Romano, twenty-seven-year-old single father who owns a high-end nightclub by the name Eclipse Lounge. Not only that, he has another business. A popular Restaurant in the state and a branch in Singapore. He's a man that travels around a lot. There wasn't much information about his personal life apart from him being a single father and a sex maniac. There was no other information beyond that.

I said looking at Lorenzo worried, I did not understand that I was beating, Lorenzo was the Don of the Italian Mafia, as it is possible that I did not know this news first hand. "He may be dead but his killer, he shouldn’t be far away and if the Russian mafia is involved, I think we already know where to start looking for your sister Camilo," Lorenzo said clearing up the confusion. "you’re right and according to the news the new leader of the Russian mafia, announced that he will rule this city from now on. And most importantly, I heard that he is crueler than other leaders and that he does not know the word of mercy in his life, "Camilo said looking at Lorenzo.

At this round table, the three men tried to corner him. "Says who? After you left, our packs even had a drop in quality. Why can you talk like that, Rome?" Jonathan interrupted. "Danny is kind and capable of going through anything, but you are superior to leading them." Romeo burst out laughing. "You always say nice things, Alpha. Therefore everyone is very flattered by your words. However, that's not what I'm afraid of. I don't know how much my wife hates when she finds out what happened to her past. I don't want my woman trapped in the valley of misery I made a long time ago." Romeo took a deep breath.

E N D ****************************** ITALIAN MAFIA BOOK 1 I grew up in an Italian family with traditions, where the patriarch, "my father" always had the last word, since he was a child he formed the great empire of the Italian Mafia and became the most feared Don for many years. But time does not pass in vain and my father grew old, other capos began to grow their families and increase their territories, when Papa's health began to deteriorate it was the right time for a new leader.

Serafina found herself laughing at him but agreed to the sweet offer. Alessio Romano was the younger son of the late Salvatore Romano - her brother's namesake - and he had joined the Regnante Mafia 3 years ago, and was instantly assigned to Serafina by her father and then her brother on his instatement a year ago. However, Paolo felt threatened by the frankness between the two and demanded him to be relocated. Salvatore had done so 8 months ago, but seeing the futile effort Paolo's men made on her safety he had brought back Alessio from whatever station he had been assigned.