chapter three
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Inheritance
Sir Damien’s POV
My soliloquy was slowly turning into insanity.
I have not slept in days and I was starting to see things that was not there,hear things that had no source and just bask in nothingness,sourced from overthinking.
The hair on my head and underneath my chin was turning grey and I was no longer as strong and young as I used to be.
I needed to get someone that would take over my position when I pass away.
These days, all that was on my mind was getting the right heir to my mafia den.
There was a knock on the door and someone called out for me.
“Sir Damien.”
I was immediately pulled out of my thought.
“Who is it?”
“Your special advisor. You called for me.”
“Oh, come on in.”
I must have forgotten that I called for him.
“Good day sir, how may I help you?”
“Thank you for coming. I called to vent and hear your opinion about something. I also need to do some research.”
I blurted and sit on the chair opposite of him.
“Sure, I am all ears.”
“The whole matter is centered on the fact that I do not have an heir to the Mafia Den.”
He laughed lowly and leaned back.
“You do not have to worry about that. Once you pass away, the strongest mafia group in the world would pick another leader for us.”
I sighed and face palmed myself, nodding off.
“You do not get my point,do you?”
“Not really. We have never had next of kin issues before.”
I stood up and went to the water dispenser, mixing hot and cold water in my favourite mug.
I took a long sip from the mug and turned to the window of the room, staring into the blue and clear sky.
I loved how the sky always looked so bright from my window.
I took another dose of water and licked my lips, continuing to talk.
“The thing is that I want the next Mafia Leader of the Den to be from my heritage. I want my fmaily to continue in the history.”
I said and went back to my chair, leaning inside of it as I sat down.
“That is preposterous. You know that the rules do not allow for that.”
“Who made the rules ? I read the constitution and studied it twice and there was no where that said that the next heir or CEO to the Mafia den cannot be from my bloodline. There is nothing against forbidden romance too. So if I can get a nephew or another child from my family to take over me, then I am good to go.”
I replied him straight up, no bluffing or blunder in my statement.
I meant every word I said and I was standing on business, seriously.
“If you say it like that, then maybe you have a valid point. It is a stretch though, I would be honest as your advisor but it is also valid.
He agreed to me, nodding his head and turning on the laptop.
“Yes but the problem is finding someone from my bloodline to continue.”
“What do you mean?”
He asked, raising his eyebrows at me from curiosity.
“I disowned myself from my family a long time ago, I lost contact with them too and so iy am not sure if I would find anyone to get a legible heir from my family members.”
I sighed and took another sip of my water, my throat burning even with the streams of water flowing through it.
“So wait let me get this straight,yeah?”
“Go on…”
“You have a crazy idea of the next Mafia leader following you to be someone from your family, related even closer;pure blood but you do not have anybody to use? Are you hearing yourself?”
I sighed, shutting ny eyes and refreshing.
Hearing the way I sounded now from his point of view was actually very crazy.
“Yes but I have started making advances to find and make up with any of my family members.”
He burst out into a whirl of laughter, his voice shaking and he almost lost it.
“What is funny? I do not get it.”
“Wait a minute. So what are to planning to tell your family?”
“Hey, my name is sir Damien and I am the Mafia leader for the Mafia Dena and I am your long long uncle, who ran away from the family but I am here now and I want a child, preferably a nephew that would take my spot as Mafia Leader when I leave this world.”
He laughed in between his words, making a mockery of his own thoughts.
“Well, I have actually thought about that and it was funnier to me but I found something. Check your spam mails.”
He scrolled through his laptop, his eyes widening as he read through.
I gave him some time to digest everything.
“What do you think?”
“Well if everything I see here is one hundred percent correct, then I think all you need to do is actually get her out of their grip.”
“Yes, I heard that Jhorta’s hideout is deep in the bushes and I need very specialized teams to raid it. I would release about two million dollars for the funding of this operation.”
“Two million! Woah! That is a lot of money. Do you think it is worth it?”
“I know it is worth.”
“She has been living with Jhorta for years now and according to this too secret research mail, he captured her after killing all her family members.”
“And so?”
“Do you want her to take over your position?”
I spat out my water, making a very disgusted look at him.
“God forbid, I would ever let a woman be the mafia leader, I want us to have kids together,or at least a male child.”
He stroked his chin, and hmm slowly.
“What is in it for her?”
“Money:A price she cannot say no too and maybe anything else she wants.”
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