Is he Enzo Ferrari? Ferrari!
“Wait wait, what’s your name?” Sofia asked, amidst the pounding.
He spanked her ass. “Enzo” he said, reaching out for her boobs as he thrust harder.
“Harder Enzo” Sofia said, letting out a loud moan.
“f**k b***h” Enzo yelled as he felt himself beginning to reach his peak. He gave her one last
hard thrust and exited her p***y and dropped exhaustively on the chair.
“That was a drill” Sofia said, biting her lips.
Enzo ignored her, pulled out some money from his pocket and gave it to her.
“You didn’t ask my name” Sofia asked while picking up her pants, where they had dropped.
Enzo glared at her with a raised eyebrow as he reached out for his phone.
“Make sure you empty your belly. I cannot have a prostitute having my child”, he said, and walked out of the lounge.
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Enzo came out of the club and was followed immediately by a crew of men fully guarded with weapons.
“Boss, Capo just called” Gardini said with a blank face.
“What does he want?” Enzo asked with a scowl on his face as he moved to the car.
“Maybe to ask why you were banging so loudly” Gardini replied with a smirk on his face.
Enzo let out a soft laugh and frowned immediately “Was it that loud?”.
“Definitely” he replied as he walked quickly to get the door for Enzo.
“I have told you to stop doing this, right?” Enzo said glaringly and got into the car.
Gardini got into the car after him. “Capo requested your presence at the mansion”.
Enzo let out a frustrating sigh “muovere (move)”. He ordered the driver, who immediately took off.
They headed to the Ferrari Mansion. No one came across the name “Ferrari” in the small city of
Sicily and did not shiver. The Ferrari Mafia was one of the feared mafia groups alongside the
Bianchi Mafia. They caused so much terror that no one dared try them.
“Stop the car”, Enzo ordered as they got to the mansion gate.
He immediately got out of the car, followed swiftly by Gardini as they walked into the mansion.
“Any news from the pizza company in America? Are the goods moving swiftly?” Enzo asked.
“A little hurdle from the police, but we were able to pass through” Gardini replied swiftly.
Enzo nodded sharply, and the door was opened by a security guard.
“Benvenuto sotto Capo (Welcome vice Capo)”
“Hnn” Enzo nodded as he put his toothpick in his mouth.
He was greeted by several men as he strode towards the living room. Being the son of Pablo
Ferrari, the Capo of the Ferrari Mafia, a dangerous man earned him such respect.
“Buonasera, capo, (Good evening, Capo)” Gardini greeted, prostrating on the ground.
“Hnn, Gardini” Pablo replied with a straight face.
“Buonasera, pappa (Good evening, Pappa)” Enzo said as he collapsed into the closest chair by his father.
“Enzo, you don’t pick up calls again?” Pablo said, focusing his gaze on the news on the television.
Enzo cleared his throat,” I was taking care of stuff”.
“Taking care of stuff Hnnn? Rudo, get the register on debtors, now” Pablo said with a smirk on his face, still focusing his gaze on the television.
“Si capo”. Rudo ran off and returned with the register.
“Drop it there” Pablo commanded, pointing at the nearest stool.
"So, you mentioned you were busy running stuff, what about this?" he said sarcastically, facing Enzo, who picked up the register.
“This is the debt register Pappa, my men are handling it”.
“Handling it, handling it?” Pablo roared loudly.
“There have been debts for 3 years. What have you done about it, Enzo? Why do you have to be so incompetent?”
Enzo sighed deeply, trying to withhold his anger “I will send my men there”.
“Send your men? Sei paralizzato (Are you crippled)?” Pablo said, glaring at him, and walked out.
Enzo stood up furiously as his father left the sitting room.
“Get the register Gardini, we have some blood to shed” he said as he walked out.
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It was morning, and with the help of Sofia, Maxi completed the money account.
“Girl, you mean he said that to you?” Maxi said, laughing as they were heading home.
“What does he even think he is?” Sofia said disgustingly.
“But girl, I heard you moan eih, seems you guys forgot you weren't the only ones at the club”.
“He was good okay, but È stato maleducato (he was so rude)” Sofia replied, feigning annoyance.
“At least you had a good time and, yea, you do not want to have his baby here” Maxi said sarcastically, pointing his hands towards the street.
Sofia rolled her eyes at his comment.
“Well baby girl, I guess we part ways here” Maxi said, reaching out for a hug.
“Grazie Max. See you tomorrow”.
Sofia lived in the ghetto of Sicily and anyone who grew up in such an area had to literally survive. Maxi was right, having a baby in this ghetto was going to be a nightmare.
“Buongiorno Zia (Good morning aunty)”. Sofia greeted the first lady she met on her home’s street.
“Sofia, how are you? Are you coming back from work?”
“Si Zia (Yes aunty)”.
Sofia walked faster as she avoided being asked any further questions. It was a small place within Sicily, and everyone knew about their next-door neighbor.
“Sofia, you should rush home. Your father is being attacked by the boys from the Ferrari mafia” someone screamed from the corner.
“Ahh, Ancora (again)?” Sofia screamed as she began to race home.
“It was a normal thing to have thugs come to their house almost every day, but the Ferrari mafia? How did her father get involved with them?” Sofia thought as she ran home.
“Get your hands off my mother”, Sofia rushed in, pushing the guy off.
“Who the f**k are you” the guy roared as he tried to hit her.
“Sofia, Vai giù, ti farà del male (go down, he will hurt you)” Mrs. Rossi pleaded.
“How much does he owe; how much is it?” Sofia asked, screaming back as she took out some money from her bag.
“Who is making all that noise? Is he dead yet or not?”
Sofia heard a voice which sounded rather familiar. She saw the guy walk in amid the drama.
“Enzo” she whispered shockingly.
Enzo looked up at her glaringly, shocked to see her there.
“Does he have all the money?” he asked, removing his glance from her.
“No, sotto Capo (second boss)”.
“Sotto Capo?” Sofia whispered shockingly.
Enzo began to scan the environment and his eyes landed on Sofia, whom he looked at glaringly.
Gardini moved closer to him. “She is his daughter ", he whispered.
“Grab her” he commanded, and walked away.