Mafia's Obsession

5

“Yeah, right, step-brother,” he continued, “I came here with zero confidence that you would want to help, but this threatens the whole Rossini's business you have tried to stabilize for years, so I came to you having no other choice.”

A threat to the Rossini's business?

Don took a pause to his smoke before turning to face Martin. He stared at him for a while trying to detect a hint of lie, but none was forthcoming. He knew Martin was well aware of his desire for power and had expected him to manipulate him into giving up his position as usual, but this time was different; their conversation had taken a whole new turn.

His step-brother was here to form an alliance with him; a proposal that was unexpected.

“Who dares to pose a threat to the Rossini's business?” Don asked as he dropped the cigar into the ashtray.

“The Moranos,” Martin said with a glimmer of optimism.

The Morano family rang a bell in Don's head. Hehad heard that name before. The former high ranking mafia group before the death of the leader and his son.

“After the death of his father and older brother, Marco, the youngest son has taken over and he is coming directly at us.”

“Is your information legit? Last time I checked, the business had died down and Marco had travelled out to further his college education.”

Martin let out a laugh, “Well, I can see you are unaware of the fact that his travel out of the country was to regroup and strengthen his forces,” he paused then continued, “he now stands as the new leader of the latest mafia group rising up in the US. If you still care to know of my sources, I would like to tell you that my spies are very efficient in their jobs.”

Don sank into his chair. If Marco has started their family business anew, then it would definitely pose a threat to them since it would be more personal than business related.

“We need to be prepared. It would be more of arevenge against us for the death of his father and brother.” Martin said, reading his stepbrother's mind.

Donatello hates to hear the word “we”, he loves to accomplish things on his own, but this time around, he knew something had to be done.

The ruthless boss kept quiet, taking another cigar from the packet, he lit it and inhaled deeply.

Moreno wasn't the problem, but the audacity he has displayed by threatening him and his family business was what pissed him off.

When Martin was gone, Marcello entered at his boss' call.

“Get me the new girl!” He ordered.

***

Julia was seated in the room still trying to figure out her new life when Marcello barged in. She shot him an angry look but he ignored it.

“The boss needs you now,” he smiled when he noticed the pair of lingerie laid out on the bed, “You should actually dress in a sexy way if youwant to make him feel better.”

Julia looked at the pair of lingerie behind her and rolled her eyes. She had figured she would still end up wearing it sooner or later.

While she dressed up, Marcello waited for her outside the room, soon she was done putting on some neat clothes and followed him.

***

Julia met Donatello in his study room, he was too engrossed in his thoughts to notice her presence and Marcello's exit from the room.

Suddenly, he looked up, taking Julia aback, and smiled. He noticed she looked more beautiful with her blonde hair cascading over her face; a feature he hadn't taken note of before.

“I need you to please me.” He said as he stood up and walked towards her in a few strides.

Julia rolled her eyes secretly. She was already aware of why he called her.

“You know I like it when your hair falls to your face,” He smiled again, “it gives me theopportunity to uncover your face with my bare hand.” He added while pushing the hair behind her ear.

Her body tingled as he touched her; it seemed as though he was aware of her sensitivities and knew how to arouse them.

Abruptly, he caught her by the waist and drew her toward him. Julia flinched. She could feel the heat emitting between them from his hardened chest as her hand lay on him.

He placed his head against her neck, tracing kisses while he worked on her skirt, slowly unzipping it and letting it fall to the ground.

A knot tied in her stomach, she was not ready for this.

In a second, her shirt was gone. Don paused to stare at her, his lips salivating, “The lingerie looks nice on you,” He commented.

Julia remained silent. She knew talking back would not prove anything plus she was already under his influence.