CHAPTER 1
Marco went wild again as he got shot after an encounter with a rival gang, he wanted to call it quits but he couldn't. Man has lived his whole life on his family terms, you could tell he was never interested in the whole family business, the drugs, the weeds,the whole money laundering and every thing that tells you what a mafia is, he wasn't pleased with any of those things, he just knew he had to keep up and be good at it, it was the family business and you sure know what they say about family, “ family is everything son, you must never forget that” that was the quote that gave him the why anytime he thought of a way out of his dangerous and mysterious life, His Dad would say it to him every time ever since he was a little boy. It was something he could never forget even when he wanted to.
His Dad was Diego Fellani, he was popularly called “Uomo Elemento”, The real Don don of the Diego’s, anything and everything was subject to his will, that is the element man himself, Diego Fellani was widely feared by many men, no one was willing to cross paths with him, if you were in the business and business of breaking deals with people, you never want to break a deal with Diego Fellani, because you could already tell what would precede such action, the repercussions for such actions were very deadly.
Diego Fellani had an empire of his own, he owned his business and he owned it well, just as his son he inherited all of it from his father Diego Dante who was the beginning of the Diego Mafia family, he lived his entire life building his empire, he was called the "Desperado", as the name entails so desperate and keen a man, if he was going to kill a bird today he had to kill a bird today and nothing less, he was in the faces of everyone, he was the plug within and without, the middleman to every sale in the city, if it wasn't from Desperado then it was nothing at all, but Fellani was just as desperate as his Dad, it took it a while before he was fully introduced to the family business, his father did not disclose the whole business to him, he just thought it to be that he wasn't ready or he wasn't vile enough to carry on the business, and then one day it happened from not being able to hurt a fly, Fellani killed Six of Dante's Men, he had overhead them plotting a homicide against his Dad, he knew this was it, he said " Today is the day, I'm about to make Father proud, he shot each and everyone of them to death without hesitation, Dante was left in awe cause he knew his boy Fellani was not that guy but that prior thought changed in just a twinkle of and eye.
Fellani was now building and basking in the already laid empire his father had left for him and was never going to jeopardize it for anything, he knew his son Marco had to understand the basics and tenets of things on time, he was going to do whatever it takes.
But there was one person who was never scared of Diego Fellani, he was one deadly son of a gun like Diego Fellani
‘Behold Moretti Leonardo”
There now existed a vendetta among the Diego’s and the Moretti’s, this was after the advent of their Fathers. The undying thirst to always be on top of their games Just like their fathers, they were like a pair of drug-dealing unicorns, each with their own magical, top-secret ways of ferrying those illicit goodies!. If you ask me I'll tell you they had more money than they will ever need but they were hell bent on one thing: the perception and thought of the likelihood of one being bigger than the other, they both were intimidated by each other.
Those two couldn't handle the idea of one being on top, it was like watching two scorpions in a sock wrestling match, it was the one thing that they all adored, something they believed was worth dying for, but it was nothing more than pain, stuck in this deadly game of theirs, all in search for fortune and Power.
And it doesn’t end with one person, it continues, it was a family inheritance, even to the last generation, what would anyone of them not do to see that be, neither families would watch the other put them out of the spotlight. It was their dog eat dog world, it’s the only world they’ve known their entire lives, it’s what they lived for and it’s sure what they’ll die for.
The Diego's were more in numbers though, it was more like they were the kings of the food chain, and had more supplies than a supermarket on steroids! You couldn't take a step without bumping into one of them. Casinos? Check. Clubs? Double check. Political parties? Triple check. Heck, even the gym wasn't safe from their clutches! If it was considered a crime, and you just knew, without anyone spelling it out, that Diego's cats were up to their eyeballs in it. They were the real deal, no doubt about it, Las Vegas was their playground. The Moretti’s couldn't take any of that, they did get themselves bumped but not just as hard as the Diego’s.
On This day, it was another one of their dog eat dog encounters, regularly such encounters always followed suite with a lot of brutal killings, gunshots with sounds that could wake up a sleeping dog from where it laid, you could tell they were illusioned by the endless violence, the US government had gotten involved several times, but they lost a handful of their officers in the process, it was no child’s play, this particular time they had met at the newly launched casino (The MGM Grand) it was now the best of it’s kind in Las Vegas. The most important personalities were present, the governors, Chairmans, Senators, Mayors, Executive directors of Top companies, I mean it was one hell of a good day for business. They both had themselves there with their sidemens, but very much in an unexpected way.
The Mayor of the city David Johnson had already put a call through to Fellani and his men for his regular dose of coke (Cocaine). The Mayor could go all in for his cocaine, that was his own vice. Unfortunately that night he was feeling rather much delayed and started growing impatient and anxious. He could no longer bear the itch the absence of his favorite poison was doing to him. His eyes constantly darting across the room, like someone who was just about to pass out, desperately in need of his most desired food, tapping his foot you would think the mere act of waiting would make his cravings disappear, the whole dancing and shaking from the strippers was not even helping, his frustration mounted like a pressure cooker about to explode.
After so much unrest he sought for an alternative, “Hey Jude get Leonardo Moretti on the Phone. Jude was the Mayor’s bodyguard and was already insinuating that the Mayor called Leonardo boys, but there was just something about Fellani’s product that always made the Mayor want to get it from him, but this time was a half bread is better than none situation, the Mayor did not mind if it was just a pint of coke that he got . Hey please could you have me Coke as soon as possible, I'm at the top chamber of The MGM Grand, my boys will lead you here as he said sharply and got off the phone immediately.
Now, this is where s**t got f****d up,Fellani had now arrived at the landmark with his men just some minutes after the phone call between the Mayor and Leonardo, s**t was just about to hit the fan.
As the Element Man highlighted from his black sparkling Ferrari, just in time for the show, you already knew who it was when you spotted the glasses and the Trench coat, and the smell coming out of his gigantic Arizona Cigar. Here comes the Don Don of Las vegas, party time it is.
Just as he arrived with his boys into the casino, the whiny hoes were already racing their feets to go do their regular hoeing scheme, he was also there to have fun but most importantly there to meet new acquaintances, rekindle sour relationships and meet with potential friends or buyers, whatever you call it.
Leonardo was also getting himself ready but he really needed to hasten up, him and his men, cause he could already tell how the mayor was feeling the moment he jumped off the call with him. The rapid & shallow breathing from the Mayor was just enough signal.
The door to the VIP chamber now stood ajar, a beacon of golden light streaming out into the hallway as Fellani walked in after being directed by the Mayor's men. Is this a joke, is this a joke to you? The Mayor asked as he looked down on his face, and he asked again, are my wants and requests a joke to you?. Look at when you're coming Fellani, just look, I have been waiting for you since forever, because we already have some sort of bond as friends doesn't mean you should take my deliveries like they mean nothing to you.
Mr Johnson, could you please take it easy,Fellani said as he laughed and signaled his boys to excuse him.
You know the way the city of Las Vegas is Mayor, I need to put myself in check and ensure the coast is clear before any movement. What!! The Mayor screamed, what sort of excuse is that ,you wanna put who in check, yourself? Before coming to deliver me Coke, I'm the Mayor of the f*****g city Fellani, who the f**k are you putting yourself in check for, I own the city, the f**k are all these excuses men.
Apologies, apologies Mayor, your coke is here now so we should be good now,Fellani said, Good? the mayor laughed as he replied Fellani, this whole delay has done much harm than good. Get me my knife Jude, I need this s**t open now, more harm than good, what do you mean by that Mayor? Fellani said with a worried look on his face. Hmm, Let's just say I had to put him on Fellani, you were taking longer than expected, so I had to put him on.
Wait, what the f**k do you mean you had to put him on, who the f**k is who?. Fellani replied
I did put a call through to Leonardo and his boys when you weren't forthcoming, I couldn't wait any longer, my cravings could not wait any longer, you left me no choice Fellani, I couldn't deal anymore, as a matter of fact he’ll be here any minute from now.
Fellani was so alarmed because he didn't want a dog fight that night, he just wanted to have some fun that night, you know the kind of nights when all you wanna do is just smoke some weed and catch some cruise.
The evening was however still filled with enough laughter and bubbling until it wasn't.
The Moretti’s were already here and one of Fellani’s men had sighted them just as they were approaching the stairs.
The mayor was already feeling the excitement from the cocaine but still aware of the impending storm that was about to hit. One of Fellani’s men immediately said, do we wait for them or we just get the hell out of here, what's the plan Don?
Run? No way Fellani replied,we stay here and wait for them, he then told his men to take some positions in the room where they would not be seen easily. Leonardo was not even ready for what his eyes were about to behold. As Leonardo ascended the stairs, his eyes hidden behind his designer sunglasses, the glint of a diamond-studded pinky ring caught the dim light, revealing his taste for opulence, and his entourage right behind him with the parcel for the Mayor, little did he know that his most rival gang were waiting for him with their weapons clenched beneath their trench coats lurking in the shadows.
As Leonardo finally reached the top of the stairs, the two drug lords looked each other in the eyes for a fleeting moment, a silent exchange of power and rage. The world around them seemed to hold its breath, much unaware of the unprecedented chaos that was about to loom the horizon and the Mayor was seated on the chair but was standing at the crossroads of power and danger.