Vincent Or The Job Done?

Vincent Or The Job Done.

Marcello's POV.

"Marcello!!!" Karissa called out in a haste with a worried tone as she turned to watch me leave the park furiously.

She wasn't sure where I was heading to but in all, settling things with the MAFs mattered a lot more than sitting and falling in love with a lady in a park.

I got to where my car was parked and without hesitation, I climbed into it.

Vincent was going to send my wife back home in a taxi while I went to the most dreaded place with my car.

"I need to stop this! I need to make them quit being wicked to Italians, who the fuck do they think they are? I was the reason for their existence and I'm going to be the main reason for their doom!" I asserted, squeezing my hand in punch as the car took me to where the MAFs had stated to be their location.

It was a long journey but trust me, I was willing to do anything to stop them, to end their reign.

The minute my driver came to a stop, right before a massive warehouse, I climbed out of the ca