uncertainties

Giacomo

I take a deep breath, detached from the perfect illusions I created to resist amidst the pain, her perfume is the only thing that compensates for all the dangers and unlike the man who called himself my father, I really want to build something with Giulia. Turning my illusions into a reality parallel to the animal that inhabits this blood-hungry body, I face the white ceiling again, the latest events will have a direct impact on all of us. Starting with my sister's fury, given the rapid change, should I wait until after the wedding to put an end to those two and what did I do?
Burning down the huge mansion kidnapping Giulia and their dirty secret, the dead men in the middle of the grounds creating the scene of an attack, the dead soldiers in the mall drawing attention to the other side of town to delay the brothers' return home and onwards. toast Antonella being kidnapped to infuriate the consigliere.
I picked a fucking fight with the organization with no one to blame amidst Enrico's misgivings and worst of all knowing I'm going to destroy my own family with Jack and Diana's fury.
I turn my face to the side watching the small body shrink under the covers, I run my fingers along the thin arms marked in a silent affection, loving the ways her breathing deepens as sleep arrives. It was stronger than the need to have oxygen because it burns like heroin through my veins if I had any faith it would be a good time to pray. I inhale once more the scent of blond hair spread across the pillow for deep snoring.
She is my faith, the prayer I want to say every night.
With that certainty, I climb out from under the covers, mentally thanking Hunter for leaving at least this decent apartment, unlike the one our sisters stayed. I pick up the clothes on the floor heading towards the kitchen, Antonella lying on the couch sleeping with the bathed girl watching television probably admiring herself for having been deprived of so many things. I intend to feel the tap on my shoulder.
- You saved my girl, don't worry, I'll take care of them. - I nod in thanks to Simone.
It sucked a lot to get her hired by those idiots when they put the men on my trail, causing all the euphoria of the stolen cargo was enough to turn attention away, even if a few hours from now things could turn into chaos I would not change a thing.
I leave inside the building finding Hunter inside one of his armored cars waiting, I enter keeping silent. A message arrives instantly summoning everyone to an emergency meeting inside the headquarters, presumably to inform about Antonella's kidnapping.
I tap my fingers on the door, analyzing the people walking calmly without being aware of what lurks beside them, I check the time once again in a countdown to receive information about the mansion's fire.
Jackson assured that the two would take time to return with their soldiers because they were too busy trying to find the stolen cargo and contacting the supplier to ask for new girls. The idiots don't even sell them to another mafia, they just throw the women in whorehouses in Sicily holding auctions for perverts like them and using the kids as freebies for the best customers.
sick
sick fuckers
At no point in my life did I stop to think if I was killing an innocent or an unscrupulous criminal, orders have always been orders, killing will never be dignified anyway, raping women and molesting children is definitely a limit. I've paid several prostitutes over the years, lusted after married women, fucked several secretaries and many others, always willing to fuck with me.
The only one who was able to move me was Giulia with her golden hair, a child so innocent that I had to try in every way to guarantee her protection, which was useless since my little angel was mistreated for so long. I snap my fingers in a nervous gesture, remembering in detail his whispered pleas begging for my cock kneeling on that hotel rug.
I am filled with fury at having been so foolish as to believe that Vincenzo would protect Giulia, when the only thing that exists in him is envy for his own sister, I put Beatrice's protection aside by offering my body in the vain attempt to compromise. They have no honor in a word.
My sister's flashes clearly speaking of her desire to destroy Vincenzo, it's like turning on a red light, she was so clear listing each and every name she wanted to torture and kill, in no time did I even consider the possibilities and now it sounds like a storm.
I wake up from the conflicting thoughts of Hunter tapping my leg, indicating the other family's cars whether the most important or associated as I can tell, the shit that's going to blow up on the fan is huge.
We take the place of one of the most important families in the organization but it is not enough to withstand the fury of the other four, especially when Don Enrico Sartori formed alliances as dirty as the Russians, gaining space across American soil to the borders with Canada to lose any trace of where the girls are robbed.
I remember well some powerful names stuck in the Don's pocket, owing something much more lethal than money, favors. That they should start being charged now, after a direct attack inside the organization's soil, under their own nose and the fury at not having killed the suspect for murdering Stefano with their own hands. The car finally stops, we don't need words, not now, in a wave we leave towards the headquarters taking the path to the office amidst the men running hallucinated ready to follow orders, there are a few minutes between entering the headquarters and meeting with Enrico, but enough to put a mask back on his face, closing his face in a tone of concern without any information. Accompanied by Hunter, we entered the office to find the gray-haired man shouting furiously at the men responsible for keeping the hacking system active.
Bernardi on the side, red-faced, probably unaware of the little princess, the post of underboss left vacant by Stefano's death becoming an affront to the other men on the council entering the room one by one, graced with the total lack of control of the man who should command the organization with an iron fist.
The sending of the girls in the last shipment late, the Mexican cartel invading our borders breaking an agreement that none of the council men knew existed, a family of the organization being accused of treason and murder of the legitimate heir to the chair. get out of control, preferably without arousing the curiosity of other men.
I walk towards him, placing a hand on his shoulder to get his attention.
- Sir, whatever the fuck these Mexicans are, we'll wipe them out like the plague. - I finish talking attracting attention from the feline eyes.
His face changes as he becomes aware of the other men in the room, taking the white handkerchief out of his pocket, wiping his blood-spattered face. Bernardi seems to wake up from the fury he is in, taking his own place on the council wheel, I take the place that once belonged to Riina, with Hunter's presence behind me, waiting for orders under his suspicious gaze, I keep my face unbiased loving having a reason to come back at night. As the De Angelis brothers storm into the room, lighting the fire at the gas station about to explode.