Ralph Macchio Johnny Cade Novels & Stories

"You're right. Thank you, Johnny. I don't know what I'd do without you." Johnny smiled. "That's what friends are for. Let's go home." As they walked away from the grave, Harley knew that she still had a long road ahead of her. She would never forget Ricardo, and she would always love him. But she had to find a way to move on, to honor his memory by living her life to the fullest. And with Johnny by her side, she knew that she could do it, As for Rosalie and her men, and other Mafia leaders, and gangsters leaders were sentenced to life Imprisonment,

Cody nodded before getting into his vehicle and heading out. “Mack, can we speak inside?” John asked him. “Of course, Alpha.” Mack replied. “Please, call me John.” John said. The two stepped inside. Mack pouring two cups of coffee. He sipped on his as he watched John who seemed out of it. The look on the Alpha’s face was a mixture of concern, disgust, agony, and pure rage. “What’s going on?” Mack asked. John not being able to say the words passed Mack the folder.

she adds, making Dad and I chuckle. Alpha Alarick, or Ricky, as we all call him, has a big sweet tooth. He looks like he's always angry as fuck, and he's very serious all the time, but he's a nice guy. He takes his job very seriously and doesn't take a bull from anyone, but he's a sucker for sweet stuff. Don't be fooled by the appearance, everyone thinks he's a menace, and to most who dare to cross the line- he is. But not to us. To us, he's just Ricky. But...If you want to be on his good side, get him a sweet pastry and a good cup of freshly brewed coffee.

I laugh. I drink my beer and we head out to Maripossa. Cade greets us “Oh, My god! It’s Mateo Catillo! Ooh, Mr. Castillo, what can I do ya for?” Cade is acting like Candy despite being dressed in a more masculine style. “Cade don’t you have a guy? What about…”I can’t finish because Cade cuts me off.

What a surprise! Cain quickly turned to Johnny and yelped, “Mr. Johnny! This motherf*cker is Charlie Wade! Kill him now!” Marcus shouted cheerfully too, “Yes, Mr. Johnny, kill the f*cker now!” Charlie frowned and said in the calm before the storm, “Let Albert and my father-in-law go right now and I may consider sparing your life.”

If you must know I am having these lunches to avoid having to go into her place of work and see you-know-who. Especially since impulsive idiot Rocco has set some fairly dangerous wheels in motion. Johnny Deco had shown up a week ago at the Gilded Falcon. He was a short, scrawny guy with a receding hairline. If you passed him in the street you would think he sold flowers but he's a fixer in the local mafia. He likes to brag, when he's had a big win and everyone else has left. Lolling on my bar stools with a cognac telling me tales about how many men he had to take teeth from to find out the latest snitch. Interesting yet terrifying.

he chuckles, "I'll have the chicken feta sandwich and a side of macaroni salad." I nod at him, "good choice Alpha, I'll get that out to you as quickly as I can." I walk into the back and all eyes are on me, Mr. Costa glares at me, "What happened out there? Why did Alpha Braddock growl like that? and you need to say Alpha Braddock, not just Alpha and walk away?" I shrug, "don't know would you like me to ask him why he growled? and I don't see the big deal, that's his title isn't it."

"Watched some football and hung out." Yeah, at his secret restaurant. I smile, but it doesn't reach my eyes. "Where is Cade?" he asks, buttoning his uniform. "In the back," I say, turning on the computer. "He's all better, finally got his cast off." Johnny nods, still working his buttons. Pursing my lips, I continue to scroll over appointments, and say, "I wish they would have found the thugs that did that to him. Scumbags." Johnny finishes his shirt, and gives me a smile. "Yeah, he didn't deserve that."