The Don's Donna

Chapter 5

Location: Morrell's empire

Morrell’s POV

“Did you find his body” I asked my right hand man with my back turned against him as I gulped down from my glass of whiskey, enjoying the burning sensation it hard on my throat. “Speak” I thundered as the silence in the room became very heavy.

“Boss… boss we…” my right hand man stuttered, that action alone made me tense up, I could sense it, something wasn't right. I turned facing him this time around as my eyes darkened while signaling him to speak.

“We… we …we couldn't find the body the body” he let it out as a wave of shock and fear ran through my veins, I felt my blood run dry.

“f**k, how could my men be so careless” my thoughts spoke up first, “I wanted that motherfucker dead” I yelled, shattering the glass of whiskey. One job, just one f*****g job and this bastards screwed everything, now we are all gonna die.

I could feel the anger in me boiling so hot, “f**k !” I felt anger mixed with fear form inside me, I've never been so scared in my life. I tightened my fist and sweats trickled down my forehead.

I banged my fist on the mahogany table so hard that it cracked letting blood flow freely from the opened injury.

I took my gun and fired a successful shot into that bastard’s skull leaving blood stains all over the walls of my study “ I had to send him to hell first before Matteo takes that privilege from me”

“Take care of the body and clean up this mess” I said as they went to work immediately. I shot my eyes and tried to calm my nerves with a puff. “That sick psychopath made me dig up my grave with my own hands” I thought as I tried to remain calm.

The crazy ringing of my phone drew me out of my thoughts, my body went stiff and my heart stopped beating for a second. I knew who was calling and the thought of that made my head spiral with endless thoughts. I looked at my men signalling them to step outside, what ever I was discussing with the caller was strictly confidential.

I ran my fingers through my damp hair due to the endless sweating and picked the call, my hands wouldn't stop trembling.

“Do you have what I asked for” the caller said from the other end with his voice as cold as ice, calm but intimidating. “Yes… yes… I have it, please don't hurt my family” I pleaded as by daughter and wife cried simultaneously, I knew they where in pain.

“Good” he said with his voice as calm as ever. “Please can I see my family” I requested with my heart beat increasing every second. “ Not so fast, I haven't received my package yet” he said as he clicked his tongue.

“What of that bastard, did you get rid of him? I need his head” he said as a croaky laughter followed, I felt a huge lump form in my throat as I tried to force it down.

“No.. no.. he got .. away” I said with my voice almost inaudible. His laughters erupted and heart sank. “You couldn't get the job done so, a deal is a deal” he said sarcastically and the c*****g of his gun followed with my wife's piercing scream of pain.

“mummmmmmm!” My daughter screamed so loud as she wouldn't stop crying “dad please help us, save us” she added while sobbing.

I felt my heart shatter into a million pieces as the silence in the room became to loud that I could hear my breathe and the ticking of the wall clock.

“If I don't get the package, your beloved daughter will follow. By the way she has very hot legs” he said as my daughter's cries got louder from the other end.

“Please… please don't hurt them, the package should be there any time soon” I pleaded again while rubbing my forehead, I couldn't help but pace around my study.

“You have two hours to bring the package to my door step, if you are early enough you could stand a chance to save your older b***h” he said with a voice that carried authority in such a way I could feel the weight.

“Thank you…” I couldn't even finish my statements when the call ended.

I assembled all my men “make sure the package get delivered safely, bring back my family. If anything goes wrong I'll feed your d***s to the hungry dogs” I said obviously fumming in anger.

They can kill me for all I care but I couldn't risk getting my family on the line. I know Matteo won't let me off the hook and that psychopath wouldn't let my family go until he receives his package.

I lowered my ego because my family was involved but if anything happens to them I'm gonna kill those two motherfuckers even if it was the last thing I will do and even if it cost me my life.

Matteo's POV

That bastard thinks he can steal from me and get away with it. I am Matteo Rizzo, no one messes with me and get away with it. “Lorenzo, gather my men and bring back my goods” I said referring to my right hand man.

“Yes boss” he said, giving a bow and left my room. My injuries still hurt as f**k, I cleched my jaw as the doctor treated my injuries.

“All done Don Matteo, you need to get enough rest and try not to stress the injury to avoid opening the stitches” he said with his head bowed not daring to make eye contacts with me. I just waved him away and started preparing for my meeting with The god father .

I headed downstairs, got into my car and the driver stepped on it. My phone rang showing the caller’s ID and the name on display formed a smirk on my face “it is done boss…”