Mobsters Desire

XVII | Disrespect

Luciano's pov

"Sembra tutto a posto?" Translation: Does everything seem okay?

Keeping my hand in my pocket I continued holding the phone against my ear, looking outside the window to see Nicolo and Angelo talking to each other as they were heading towards the mansion, more than likely to inform me that we have to leave.  

"Non proprio capo. Di tanto in tanto vomiterà, potrebbe essere solo un mal di stomaco a causa del cibo che abbiamo mangiato due giorni fa." Translation: Not really boss. Once in a while she will vomit, could just be a stomach bug from some food we ate two days ago.

Street food could have caused it, it could just be a simple stomach... Or she's carrying the next heir.

"Lei sta dormendo, vero?" Translation: She's asleep isn't she? 

Receiving a 'yes' from Lorenzo I quickly explained to him that if she wasn't feeling better within a couple of hours to take her to the doctor. 

With that being said I hang up on the call as the two men knocked on the door, soon entering the office as I place my phone in my pocket.

"Sono pronti per noi capo." Translation: Their ready for us boss.

Giving them a nod of acknowledgement I quickly adjust my suits jacket and walked out of the office, Nicolo and Angelo walking right behind me.

The mansion was quiet today, no one was here today for everyone's safety. All that could be heard is the clicking of our dress shoes against the floor as we walked down the stairs.

I was going to be meeting the capo of the Russos, to discuss what's happening and what's been said. Because of this meeting existing today it could go in one or two ways. We can continue with the peace or turn against each other, blood will be shed in both sides where one will end up dead. 

If that were to happen I wasn't going to let those innocent die like the ones from that day.

If everything goes as planned I get to hop on a jet and go to New York where my tesoro was. I didn't like the fact that I had to send her there without me for couple of weeks but it was for her safety. Luckily by tomorrow I can finally give her a passionate kiss.

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Exiting out of the vehicle we all look around our new surroundings. I spot a lot of the Russo's guards around the area, because of that I look over at Angelo, quickly informing him to let the others know to be amongst their sides so we're even. Nodding at me he pulls out his phone and quickly calls our main guy in charge of everyone.

"Ho bisogno di un sigaro." Translation: I need a cigar. I said out loud as I began eyeing the front door to the mansion. Without any hesitation I reach into my pocket, getting out a cigar and lighter. Placing the cigar in my mouth I light the end up. 

"Con tutto il rispetto capo, è davvero una buona idea?" Translation: With all due respect boss is this really a good idea? Nicolo asks as he looks at me. Taking the cigar out of my mouth I blow out the smoke. 

"Nicolo Mi fido di te, qualunque cosa accada, succede." Translation: Nicolo I trust you, whatever happens, happens.

As I finished my sentence I noticed the front doors opening, the man himself standing in the middle as two bodyguards were next to him. Great. Not bothering to get rid of my cigar I continued to use it as the thought of Elena being sick was stressing me out slightly. Walking towards them I greet them from afar, I didn't feel like doing the hand shake shit...

Noticing that I wasn't in the mood he nods his head at me before turning his back against me and walking forward towards his office. As we followed him behind I noticed that the house seemed more blinged out, knowing well enough that his daughter was behind this glitter madness. Nothing seemed elegant rather girly, tons of diamonds that didn't make it fancy but terrible.

Walking into his office Angelo closes the door behind us as me and Mr. Russo both sit down. We were both ready to discuss everything and get things over with. It was a waste of time and quite frankly this whole thing was stupid.

"I'm assuming you heard of the rumors Mr. Vertoly?" 

"You're correct, to be more specific the rumors of lifting up our agreement for outrages reasons." Placing the cigar back into my mouth I puff on it, keeping my fingers in between the cigar. 

Silence. Not a word escaped his mouth as he looked at me. Sadly because of the silence and the intense stare I knew the rumors were right, the question was when will it be lifted? When will everything to s**t. Time is precious here.

"sì, I'm lifting them up for my daughter-"

"- Because she didn't get her way?" Disrespectful? Yes, but did I care? No. If this is going to s**t who says I have to respect him? 

Hearing him let out a sigh I knew he was agreeing with me but didn't want to admit to it. "You two were going to be wedded, you broke our deal." I let out a low chuckle, there was no deal, I made damn sure there wasn't. 

"You're funny, you know that?" Looking at him I lightly laugh out as I take out my cigar, keeping it in between my fingers as I held it. I knew we were going to have a long conversation of this marriage thing and how we were supposed to be together to bring both families together to keep the 'peace'. I knew damn well if I did there wouldn't be peace, for them peace is destruction and causing harm for their entertainment. 

"There was never a deal Mr. Russon. Regardless I would never marry that 'thing' you consider a daughter. The fact that she's throwing a tantrum shows she will never be good enough. A real woman wouldn't do that-

"- ABBASTANZA!" Translation: ENOUGH!

"Mi fai incazzare se pensi che la amerò mai. Amo Elena." Translation: You got me f****d up if you think I will ever love her. I love Elena. 

"I would do anything for my daughter, I suggest you watch your mouth Mr. Vertoly..." 

"I suggest you watch yourself Mr. Russon, for wanting to hurt my wife..." I noticed his eyes widened but soon go back to its usual selves. He knew I knew I've been hearing what he's been saying about her and in this world if a capo finds out you have been saying s**t behind their backs and their family you will end up dead. 

Hearing him let out a chuckle I knew he had a death wish and I was going to deliver that wish for him.

"For your information Serena is already on her way to eliminate her. I hope you said you're goodbye's-" Without giving it much thought I stood up from my seat. The bodyguards didn't have much to reach as me, Angelo, and Nicolo pulled out our guns, each of us aiming at all of them. Bang. Bang. Bang. All three of them fall dead as blood oozes out of their chests. 

 Luckily the room was sound proof but now the deal was officially over. We are now in war.

"Call Franky and tell them to proceed with plan B." I inform Angelo as I reached in my pocket, dropping my cigar on the floor as I needed to know where they were. 

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Elena's pov

"Are you feeling better?" Grabbing the blanket and pulling it down my face to expose my eyes I noticed Lorenzo with his arms crossed over his chest as he observed my cocooned state with the blanket. 

"I'm not sure honestly." I sigh out as I bring the blanket up my face as I warm myself up. I vomited a couple of times but it wasn't much. I wasn't hungry but I was thirsty since my throat was dry from the vomit. "Can you bring me some water?"

Hearing him getting closer to me the blanket was suddenly ripped off of my  body, the cold air instantly making me shiver. "Prendi tu stesso." Translation: Get it yourself. He mumbles out slowly as he throws the warm blanket onto the ground. As he went to the closet to fetch a jacket from the hanger I lowly mumbled out 'meanie' as I got up from the bed.

"Non sono." Translation: I'm not. Helping me get the jacket on me I thank him as I slowly slide my feet into some shoes. Thankfully I was wearing some sweats and a regular shirt so I didn't have to change out of anything. 

As we exit the bedroom Lorenzo's phone began to ring. Stopping in our tracks I look up at him as I put my hood over my head. As he answers the phone I look around the apartment. Today wasn't too warm since it was slowly started to become fall. The sun wasn't out today except the gray clouds that covered the sky. 

"Sì, signore, ho capito." Translation: Yes sir I understand. As he hangs up I looked at him with a raised eyebrow. I wonder what commands Luciano has sent out now. Hopefully it doesn't interfere with us visiting here. 

"Sooo no hospital?" 

"No hospital."

I'm glad Luciano came to a realization that it's nothing serious but a stomach bug. Like I said I vomited a couple of times and felt out of energy.

", but we are going back to Italy." Carefully taking my hand into his he grabs his wallet from the dresser and began to walk out of the penthouse as I tried to catch up behind him. It seemed as if he were in a rush to get me out of here.

"What about our luggage?" 

"Someone will take care of it." Approaching the elevator he digs it, within seconds the doors open and we both step in. Pushing the lobby botton the elevator doors close, soon we were heading down the building.

 As we both wait I began to wonder if I was allowed to see my sister and hug her one last time before I went.

"Is it okay if we can meet my sister so I can hug her before we go?"

"Nessuno può fare la signora Vertoly." Translation: No can do Mrs. Vertoly. I immediately look down at the floor as I began to feel my cheeks getting warm, blushing as he called me Luciano's last name. We were only engaged but already having his last name made me feel special, I felt honored to be called at.

As the elevator doors opened up Lorenzo quickly took me out and rushed us out of the lobby making me nervous, why are we rushing? Is there something going on? Deep down I was frightened by the possibilities. Maybe I was going to be harmed. Maybe the penthouse was going to explode. Maybe the word was out that I was marrying Luciano...

Seeing Luciano's black bentley appearing outside as we got out Lorenzo quickly opened the back door, shoved me into the back and got in. Thankfully  I wasn't wearing a skirt because if I had my skirt would have flipped and my granny panties would have been exposed... 

 Startled and embarrassed I quickly composed myself and sat correctly onto the seat, quickly buckling myself on as the driver drove away.

"Lorenzo?" Holding onto my own hand for comfort I looked up at him. His eyes snapped onto me,  I quickly regret calling him. His look completely changed into work mode- scary mode, he looked very intimidating to the point I almost peed myself

"A-Am I allowed to ask what's happening?" I whisper out quietly as I felt scared. 

I definitely felt like peeing myself as a shiver went down my spine from fear. "Adesso siamo in guerra." Translation: We're in war now.