|Rocco|It was another night of pain for me. I had yelled at her for wanting to die when I myself do not want to live daily. I understood her pain and everything she was going through because even if our situations were different, the emotional pains it left was the same.I couldn’t imagine how she was coping with her mother being in prison for several years. When Richy brought her profile, I realized that she had gone through a whole lot in the span of those years.Since I rarely have a soft spot for people, I usually do not care about them but she was different. Something about her was soft as snowflakes and screamed to be protected. The only problem was that I didn’t know how to protect her without looking weak.To hell with love, it makes you vulnerable and I cannot afford to be someone like that. At least, not at the moment.That night’s episode of nightmare was terrible. I woke up to all my bed drenched in my own tears and a figure collapsed on my bed, under me.“I didn’t call f
“What? What did you just say?” I flared up and pulled out my drawer to get my gun“Who dares to do that? Who is that fellow that did that?” I growled in anger as I threw my jacket on“The same white Egrets that attacked you the other day. I told you that we should find them and kill them but you were so carried away with many things. Rocco, you should stay focused and don’t let a nobody from nowhere distract…”, she lamented into my ears but I was too pissed to let her continue.I cocked my gun at her with cold eyes, “Don’t make me start the shooting from you. It’s better you keep that trap shut while your head is still intact” I was done with her bitterness. I knew she doesn’t like Irena and she was being protective of me but she had nothing to do with why I didn’t attack them yet. I didn’t see the need to attack at that point but now that they had given me reasons, they better be prepared.“I think getting the boys ready should be the next thing on the list”, I added, coldly and saw
“The helicopter is ready on the rooftop. We cannot make it with the car”, Bojana informed me and we moved to the rooftop through the elevator.In ten minutes’ time, we were already at the seashore and indeed, they were there exchanging things in one of the containers at the port.Their men were heavily guarded and surrounded the area so tightly that even an ant would not crawl in unnoticed.“If we go into this without a strategy, we will lose our lives”, Richy warned as our helicopter hovered around the sky“So should I just fold my arms and let them continue transporting the money?”, I shouted at him, cocking my gun“You can stay back, I either get my money or die”, I fumed and fired out of the helicopter as it went lower to the ground to land.Bojana took the hint and also started shooting from her end. We didn’t miss any bullet, all our aims were perfect and precise. In less than three minutes, up to twenty of their men were lying in the pool of their bloods.“We need to cover up fo
|Irena|Bojana finished supervising my checkup session and didn't fail to irritate and annoy me.“Serves you right. Why would you even make the mistake of entering Rocco's room? Be thankful that you were not sent to your early grave,” she sneered.I didn't know when I released a scoff at her words. I had known her to be annoying, but she was on a different level that morning. It was obvious that she loved what had happened to me. She probably would have giggled at and mocked me when she heard the news of the attack. “Would you have been happily dancing around my coffin?” I spat out, and she shrugged.“I'm not a good dancer, but I'll try my best”, she remarked, and made my inside churn. “You will be fine after the cast gets removed in two days’ time. There's no need to be dramatic about anything”, she concluded, and left the room. I stood in front of the mirror, checking out my neck immediately as she left. I could feel a faint wave of pain around my neck and throat as I swallowed
|Rocco|I slept a lot that day, probably because I was so exhausted. I haven't slept that much and soundly in a long while.I woke up around two in the afternoon with a loud yawn and headed downstairs to have a meal, since I hadn't eaten for over twenty hours. As soon as I got to the sitting room, I saw Irena settling down for a movie, but sprung up immediately she saw me.She didn't say a word and just went straight to her room. I didn't read any meaning to it and just went on with my food before I went over to the safe where my money was being kept.I had kept that many funds in the grave while waiting for the day to use them, but foolish Marcelo made me bring them out prematurely. “The popular mafia boss also called the Tiger of Italy was found dead this morning with a bullet lodged in his glabella. We are yet to know his killer, but we believe this is another clash between the mafia gangs. The police are working tirelessly to narrow down the suspects. Kindly stay tuned as we bri
|Bojana|I was so happy with all that happened between Rocco and Irena. When I heard about him strangling her and ran to his room, I was confused at first because Rocco wasn’t someone who would allow anyone come into his room at free will.“Did she warm his bed? Why did he turn so violent towards her?”, I muttered as I rushed to his room.I didn’t hold back on my comment of the incident serving her right when I went to check up on her during her treatment. I also witnessed the way he gifted her several things because he just wanted to apologize to her.The awkwardness and silence between the both of them made me happy because I thought that would drive a wedge between them and our relationship will be back to the way it was before he met her.The Rocco I had always known has always been cold. He doesn’t care about anyone’s feelings and wouldn’t give a fuck that someone was ignoring him but it was different in this case.He kept getting distracted during the meetings and other things t
Palermo was quite cool and calm that Monday morning as everyone rushed to their workplace. The wet streets and roads added to its beauty and it smelled like goodness since it had been a while the gangs fought each other. Ever since Rocco Lorenzo took over the throne from his father, Bruno Lorenzo, all the gangs that caused trouble had been cleared off without a trace.Rocco doesn’t appear anyhow or anywhere and he was much respected because he is known for being a man of his word. Every other gangs outside Palermo knew their boundaries and would never trespass but there was one gang that shared Palermo with him, the Vamp Mafia group.The group calls themselves the tiger of Italy and it was being head by Lord Marcello who was another psychopath. He had been on the other side of Palermo where he protected his territory until Rocco took over. Being the owner of the biggest vineyard, he had so much pride and abused so many people. Most of his workers were lying under the green grass as ma
“Bene, come desideri (Well, as you wish)” Rocco shrugged and wiped the spit off with his handkerchiefMarcello yelled for his men to protect him but nobody made a move. His second order got everyone of them running but not to his side, to his surprise. They all rushed to Rocco’s back and aimed at him.Not believing his eyes, he kept stuttering “What.. what the hell?” Before anyone could blink, Lord Marcello had been apprehended by his own men while Rocco stood there with a smirk dancing on his lips.With a snap of his finger, he was tied to a chair. Everyone ignored all his threats and shouts because no one could step in, it was Rocco Lorenzo and no one dared to breathe.“Your thirty seconds is up. You just got a new wristwatch, how come you can’t keep to time?” Rocco mocked and clacked his tongueLord Marcello kept screaming and threatening that he would pay for it but Rocco was not moved. He walked closer to him and roamed the gun around his cheeks and mouth while Lord Marcello tre