Crowned love

Episode 2 His challenges

I had a really tough day today. Recently, I got a routine: working in a consortium, then a meeting at the club and finally a dinner with my parents. Come on, me and my siblings were born in Chicago, my parents and grandparents come from Italy. We have kept all our Italian traditions and one of the most important is a shared dinner. Family is the most important is the principle that my father instilled in me from an early age. Our family business, as my mother likes to call it, developed very well. But let's call a spade a spade, we're the Italian mafia that runs half of America. My mother never really wanted to know what my father was up to, and now I probably thought it better not to know. We were rich, we had positions, it was enough for her. She did not realize how hard work it was and how risky it was. Drug and gun trafficking are very profitable, but the risks involved could kill. Trusted people are the foundation, and there were not many of them, because money has great strength, hardly anyone is incorruptible.

The last one, sometimes we had some troubles with the law, but thanks to our acquaintance and the influence of the commander-in-chief of the police, the matter was quiet. That's why I decided to set up a consortium that will deal with the marketing and management of the largest companies in the city. It was supposed to be a cover for my illegal interests. I came to the conclusion that we must be vigilant now and focus on whitening our names among others.

My brother Antonio, and also my right hand, persuaded me to become one of the main sponsors of the Miss World contest. I didn't like participating in such events, but he thought that it would improve our image. I agreed, but I sent my brother there because I didn't like participating in such events, but he was delighted, he liked them and changed them differently every night. Well, women, I have had a lot of them, but so far I have not found one that would interest me. My mother was still drying my head that I was already thirty years old and the boss of the Italian - American mafia must finally marry. And I would like to find a woman who is intelligent, pretty and who will be able to express her opinion. My mother kept telling me that what counts is my image and tradition, and this one dictates that a young and beautiful wife must stand by my side. Of course, there are plenty of willing people, and the fathers of all the Italian families known to me go through their daughters' offers like vendors at the market. I only don't want any young teenagers and an arranged marriage. I do not mean love either, because I know that in today's world it is rather impossible. The women with whom I met and drank were only temporary amusements to my time in bed. Sometimes I wonder if I have already been born like this or if, instead, I will have to choose one of those who are so eagerly recommended to me and spend the boring, exemplary life of my mafia husband.

A few days later, I was sitting in my office and doing some paperwork, when Antonio unexpectedly came to see me with a smile on his face. "What's up, man?" He asked, "Work, invoices and such. And how are you? What are you so happy with? -I asked, looking at him from under my head. He was careful-Talk about it-I got impatient.

-We have received an invitation to the mayor's dinner and the winner of the Miss World competition will be there. Due to the fact that you were one of the main sponsors, your presence is obligatory there-he laughed and fed me about- Well and I was right, damn it, I did not want to go to any dinner and make a good face for a bad game. I had other things on my mind, like things related to the mafia. I had to make sure that the new shipment of weapons was delivered on time. -You will go there. I have more important things to do-I replied and returned to my classes. You weren't at the election, but you must be at this dinner. Otherwise, you guess the truth that we only want to whiten you, and we don't want that, right? f**k, if I knew that I would have to go after some stupid dinners and waste time on crap, I would disagree in my life. Now I had no choice, I had to agree - okay be it. Send me when and where this supper is going to be, but this is the first and last time that I have participated in it. Understand?

- Come on Marco, you will have the opportunity to meet the most beautiful woman in the world. She is really different than all those artificial chicks. It has something in it you'll like it, you'll see.-He smiled. Somehow, my brother's enthusiasm didn't appeal to me, given that he didn't want to settle down.

-You want to tell me that all these chicks were beautiful, natural and not only to make a career? And let's guess, each of them has its own worthy goal - they want to save the world from destruction. - I laughed because I knew very well what such competitions are for. The girls had to be pretty, of course, but that's it, then they would be like puppets and dance like others play. Such a picture on the water.

-I do not share your enthusiasm because you know what I have on this subject, but let it be. You will come with me, we will get what you need and we will have it done.

- It's great but there is one more thing to talk about. Marco-Antonio looked at me with a serious look - I felt a problem because my brother was always smiling and he loved to joke and when he had a serious face it meant big problems.

-Speak, just straight to the point, because I'm already pissed off.

-You know that for a while the Mexicans wanted to get our influence in certain neighborhoods of the city? - he asked and I nodded my head. They have a new and young leader, Miguel Ramirez. Apparently, for him there are no rules and he kills without blinking an eye. Even his people are afraid of him, you never know when he will knock something back and start shooting at them. The worst thing is that he started trading drugs in schools, selling drugs to children, Marco, you understand?! - Brother added in a raised voice. Well, now I am pissed off to the max. We had our rules, we never stuffed this s**t into the kids. Every dealer in this city was forbidden to deal in schools. They were threatened with death, but as you can see, there are also such bastards in the world as Ramirez, who went to the dead for the goal.

-I guess he is aware of whose territory it is and what is the threat to him? -I asked my brother and this nod of the head.

-Then we have to show him where his place is. First, send a few boys to him, get him straightened, and get the dealers out from under the schools. If that doesn't help, I will deal with the matter personally. Something seemed to me that someone must help him, otherwise he would not be so brave.-I turned towards the window, it was already dark. I think that this case must have some bottom line. Someone wanted to harm us and it was my duty to protect the family.

-You think that someone is helping him from us? -Antonio narrowed his eyes and began to stare at me as if he could guess what he was thinking about now.

-Unfortunately, yes, I think someone wants to take power from us, he wants money and power. We don't know what the deal is, but we have to be careful. Let the young ones be watched by the most trusted people. Let me know when you know something and I will come up with our action plan. -I added . Antonio nodded his head and left. I sat down in my armchair, poured myself a glass of whiskey and was more than sure that we were going to war and I had to win it.