CHAPTER 2
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Alrigo's POV
My mobile buzzed. It was a message from Archer one of my most trusted men; close friend; second in command and brother.
Meet me at the bar right now. There's something f*cking interesting you'll surely want to know...
F*ck. I hated half messages, had this been business Arch wouldn't have done so; so, what was it about. But whatever it was sending an incomplete message. Does the moron want himself dead? b****y f*cker going to pay for it later.
Oh, I forgot to introduce myself; what? Don't tell me you were accepting an apology. I'm the son of the x- mafia leader; no baby our estate isn't ruined; now I'm the mafia king.
Godfather of 3 major families and ruler of the mafia estate along with being the CEO of Paradise group of industries; doesn't my name says it very clearly.
Nobody dares to say a no to me. Why? Cause who wants himself to be dead for a no. I know people respect me because they fear me. Seeing the fear in people's eyes soothes my soul. I kill to keep that fear alive. I kill ruthlessly and at times without reason. I'm the f*cking boss and nobody questions that.
I reached the bar, it was one of our best bars and the best bar in the country. I own malls; bars; resorts; clubs; hotels; restaurants and whatnot.
Archer was sipping his drink in the VIP lounge. As soon as he saw me a devilish smile appeared on his face. The man's going to face serious consequences later.
"Hey, Alrigo! what's up bro" what!!
"Do you think we are some dumb headed teenagers" he gave an idiotic chuckle.
"Okay fine I have news for you" okay man come to the topic; I don't have the whole day. I glared at him as an approval to continue " padre called me at his bungalow today; he has some important business with you"
"Come to the point Arch" "Okay charming boss"
I glared at him but he ignored it; the only person who can dare to do so. Even though he too will have to face my wrath in the gym tomorrow but anyway he's used to it. He continued and what he said left me numb at first and angry second " Padre has fixed your marriage"
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I went straight to Mark's bungalow. It's been years since I last visited this place. I didn't know he was here cause last time I checked he was in our native land Italy. I guess the last time I came here was when Madre had organized a party for Archer’s birthday.
I banged the door hard; scaring the maids out of their wits. They may for a second have thought that the history had repeated itself but it wasn't possible; not when the family's under my control.
Mark came out of his room holding a cigar in his fingers. " I guess Archer told you about the alliance." " You don't have the right to decide my future." "Oh, my son are you in love with some b***h"
" To love you need a heart and luckily I don't possess one; coming back you aren't one of those fathers who'll fix his son's marriage for his son's good so it would be better if you tell the motive behind."
"You are worthy enough to be the Mafia King. And yes, there's a motive; there always is" "what?" "You remember the Twirlings"
"The group of industries you always wanted to overtake but never could, of course, I remember Mark. It's one of your failures."
"Not anymore, William took a loan from me, which he can't pay without selling his precious assets, so we have come to an agreement that, you'll marry his daughter and run the Twirling industries as anyways he doesn't have a son to take care of it."
"And you think I'll say yes"
"Of course, I can't force anything upon the Capo Famiglia, so the ball's in your court but take a fair decision."
Had he said a yes, I would have certainly walked off but for his own good he didn't. The twirling, even I wanted that empire and now getting it along with a goomah isn't such a bad deal. Is it? "I'm in" "I knew you would"
The engagement is in 4 days; I will meet you soon my to be wife.
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