Alberto sat in the living room scrolling through some files. He never stopped looking for a way to rescue Martina and her sister. The way he worked annoyed Lucia, his wife, and they started having issues. Most times, she would go to bed more than five hours before he returned from work. They couldn’t even remember the last time they had sex. “Is this going to keep happening?” Lucia leaned against the wall and folded her arm under her breasts. Alberto let out a sigh and turned to look at Lucia. He knew he was not giving her the attention she deserved. He felt bad about it, but he couldn’t just act like everything was fine. He stood up from the couch and approached the boiling Lucia. “I am sorry for all these days of not paying attention to you, Lucia. I know I have no excuse to neglect my wife and family.” He wanted to hold her hand but she moved away. “You have been so unfair to me, I never said you shouldn’t rescue Martina and her sister. They are our friends, and they are in d
“We would be moving to Southampton now. Pack all your stuff, we move to the Heliport in ten minutes.” Vincenzo announced as he walked through the house. All the men in the house got busy, packing the little things they had to take along with them. Vincenzo looked at the large wall clock and saw it was getting late. He picked out his phone and wanted to call Bruno when he heard a car drive into the compound. He rushed to the living room and peeped out the window to see Bruni drive in. He rushed out of the house and stood in front of the door. He waited for Roberto to alight. When he alighted he walked to the mansion and Vincenzo bowed his head. Roberto walked past him without saying a word. As soon as he entered the mansion, Vincenzo rushed down to where the car was. He looked into the car through its window and saw Martina seated in the back seat. Her eyes were open and she was awkwardly blank. “You sat at the back with him?” She turned her head and looked at Vincenzo
“We would be visiting Enzo Carrao tomorrow.” Roberto spoke as he walked to his room. They got to his flat in Southampton quite early. Enzo Carrao happened to work with Roberto’s father when he was alive. He wasn’t one of the good ones, and Roberto was going to discipline him for that.“Yes, sir. I will take her to one of the rooms.” Vincenzo carried Martina in his hands because she slept off while they were driving down to the house. Roberto instructed him to carry her out of the car. “Put her in that room.” Roberto pointed to the room that was next to his. Vincenzo nodded and walked into the room. He managed to switch on the lights without dropping her. He walked to the bed and laid her carefully on the bed. He lifted the duvet and tucked her in. Her scattered hair covered her face as he laid her. Vincenzo moved his hand to her face slowly, and he adjusted her hair so that he could see her face. He heaved a sigh and stared at her face. She looked so calm and beautif
“You don’t have to know what is happening. Sit, and eat.” Roberto dug into his meal and waited for her to sit. “Eat, Martina. You need to use your medications.” Vincenzo whispered into Martina’s ear. “What is happening tomorrow?” Martina asked in a whisper, and Vincenzo shook his head.“Nothing is happening tomorrow. You should eat now.” Martina looked at Roberto again before she sat on the other end of the dining table. She pulled the plate to herself and opened it. The aroma of the food filled her nostrils, and her eyes closed automatically. Her mouth watered as she dug into her meal. Vincenzo carried his plate and began to walk to the living room. “Vincenzo… Sit here.” Vincenzo halted in shock. He turned to look at Roberto and a smile crept up his face. “Thank you, Sir.” He sat next to Martina and started eating too. ***The Next Morning Roberto walked out of the house in his black Giorgio Armani two-piece suit, and his leather Giorgio Armani shoes. He al
Martina’s stomach grumbled occasionally as they drove down to Enzo’s mansion. She folded her belly with her hand and closed her eyes. “How do you all go on missions without eating? What if you collapse due to hunger?” Roberto scoffed and kept on scrolling through his phone. He was reading through some documents that had to do with Enzo’s dubious act when his father died. Enzo was to sell two tons of crack cocaine for $30million, and he was supposed to send 65% of this money, which was $19.5million, to Roberto’s father. Unfortunately for Enzo, he sent only 15%, which was $4.5million, after complaining that the buyers were playing him. Roberto found out the truth from one of Enzo’s men he captured after two years of his father’s death. He was told that Enzo was fully paid but, he decided to betray Roberto’s father. Roberto had the complete signed documents with him in both hard and soft copies. Giovanni, his father, had always known he could die anytime, and he made sure al
“To what do I owe this unpleasant visit, Mr. Galante?” Enzo kept a grin on his face. Two ladies that were dressed in panties and bras, sat next to him on his large sofa. They lifted his cup of wine for him and caressed his bare hairy chest. He still had his sunglasses on, and his tobacco in his mouth. “You should be able to guess why I am here Mr. Carrao.”“How can I guess why you are in my territory? It is been years since I met a Galante.” Roberto looked at Vincenzo and threw his head forward. Vincenzo walked to the large center table which was made of glass in front of them, and he dropped the file he held in his hand. Enzo looked at Roberto and waited for an explanation. “Exactly ten years and four months ago, you were supposed to sell two tons of cocaine for my father Giovanni. Scrolling through my documents, I found this file. It was a contract signed by both of you.” The grin on Enzo’s face faded away immediately after he heard Roberto’s statement. He remembered al
Enzo ran for his life with some of his men after seeing how hot the firing was. Vincenzo, Martina, and Roberto managed to get out of the compound alive with the help of Bruno, who also had a bullet in his lower arm. Bruno drove the car out of the vicinity recklessly and hit the road to the hospital. Vincenzo sat at the back as he helped to stop Roberto’s bleeding. Martina was fidgeting as she watched Vincenzo rap Roberto’s right upper arm with a cloth. Vincenzo had torn this piece of cloth from his shirt. “Why didn’t you run when I asked you to?!”Roberto asked with gritted teeth. The excruciating pain he felt didn’t give him the chance to yell. He was covered in sweat. “I don’t know! I was stuck… I didn’t know why I couldn’t move! I’m sorry!”“You are sorry but I have been shot!” He groaned. “I never said you should get in the way of the bullet, okay? Don’t blame me!” “Enough, both of you! I am trying to concentrate here!” Vincenzo yelled in anger, and they both went mute
Martina walked back to the ward where Roberto was. She looked into the ward and saw the nurses were wrapping his arm with a bandage. She could guess they had gotten the bullet out of him already. Vincenzo was glued to where he stood in the ward and he had a terrified look on his face. He regretted watching them remove the bullet from Roberto’s arm. Roberto looked at him, and after seeing the look on his face, he scoffed. “When will you ever stop acting like a pu*sy? Why do you look so horrified?” Roberto asked, and Vincenzo shook his head.“I am not horrified.” “Of course, you are not. You look so bold right now.” Roberto teased. He looked at the door and saw Martina watching them. “Tell her she is going to regret going against my orders.” Vincenzo turned and saw Martina at the door. He heaved a sigh and looked at Roberto. “She couldn’t stand the sight of blood.” “I didn’t ask you to speak for her, Vincenzo. Go out there, and tell her she is going to regret going agai