Breaking the Omertà Code

Don Brutus’s Head or Mine

We kept walking in silence, the atmosphere was already tense. I wanted to go back to my room hastily, but a part of me actually wanted to be with this stranger. This is actually my first time being away from home and relating with someone that isn’t Aunt Donisha or Umberto.

“Come on, this restaurant produces the best pie I've ever tasted in Rome.” He dragged me along with him as we entered the restaurant.

“Do not ever touch or drag me that way again," I rebuked him.

“Oh please sit down, you’re too beautiful to be this fierce.

I was speechless as I quietly sat down and he ordered the pies.

A waiter served us, and he dug into his while I sat and watched him.

“Why aren’t you eating?” he asked curiously.

“Do you know me from somewhere or have you seen me eat pie before? You poke your nose a lot, I whispered the last part.

“Truly, I don’t know you, but I definitely know that you’re not someone that would have a pie allergy. Now, "Aah", he demonstrates with his mouth wide open.

I refused to open my mouth, but before I would say jack, he forcefully shoved the pie into my mouth.

“Mmm, I must admit the pie is good.” I mumbled with my mouth filled.

“See, I told ya, you were just being stubborn.”

I began to wonder if this stranger called Alberto had met me before, he relates so well with me and even when I wanted to bring out the ruthlessness in me, he shut it down immediately.

It didn’t take long, we began to share laughs together and talk about random things.

He made me forget about my worries and my purpose for being in Rome.

It felt like I was suddenly free, free from what? I don’t know, but I knew I was free.

“It was actually a great time today with you, stubborn Elettra," Alberto said, pulling my nose as we stood in front of my hotel.

“Hey, stop it. We’ve not gotten so close as you do to me. I don’t know you, you’re still a stranger to me. Do not cross your limits. I needed to show him my tough side, I didn’t want to seem all girly to him.

“Ouch, that’s so painful, after making you laugh so hard tonight, you still consider me a stranger? He asked, feigning a teary face.

“Oh please, keep your tears for the dead.”

“Will you be available tomorrow?” he asked, pouting his lips.

“And what’s happening tomorrow?”

“Nothing, I would have loved us to hang out tomorrow, and oh yeah, I heard that a reputed man in Rome will be at the Piazza Havena tomorrow for a conference. Should we go together?

“I didn’t come here for your reputable man or to attend a conference at Piazza Havena. Extend my greetings to him tomorrow when you see him”. I said, as I started to work in the hotel.

“When will I see you again, Elettra? He shouts after me.

“When the next fate arranges," I shout back.

“You didn’t even invite me in for a drink to thank me for tonight.” I could hear his voice fading.

“Goodnight." I didn't know if he could hear me, but I needed to say it.

I got home and thoughts of the night and Alberto clouded my mind. I kept shaking it off.

At some point, I began to feel guilty of not letting him or organizing another meeting.

Well, I think it’s for the best. Father wouldn’t be happy with me if I got distracted on this journey.

The next day, I woke up quite earlier than usual. I needed to put a lot of things in place before the conference began.

I dressed up in my all black attire, carried my assassination bag containing my sniper and some other weapons. I went to one of the spots I had already designated yesterday for today’s mission. I set my trap and waited patiently for the conference to start.

I had already planned an escape route if things should go south.

I waited for a couple of hours before visitors started trooping in, the red carpet kicked off, while I waited patiently for Don Brutus to show up.

After staying put in my location, it was time for the mafia lord to give his speech.

“Sorry everyone, because of some circumstances beyond our control, Don Brutus isn’t able to come down here today, but he still has something to tell us,” One guy, who I presumed to be a security officer or one of Don Brutus' guys, said. They went ahead to connect Brutus to the large screen in front of everyone as he slowly delivered whatever he had to say.

I was frustrated, I couldn’t leave Rome without completing my mission.

I slowly packed my bags and left the spot. I had already learned that Brutus was in town but couldn’t come to the occasion.

I commend his guardian angel for making him stay put where he is.

“I heard he’s in the Alpha Hotel. We’ll go and see him later. I hope he listens to me, I have a business proposal for him,” I overheard a guy saying.

“You’re just dreaming, his men won’t give you such an opportunity to meet him,” his friend told him as they strolled away.

I guess my guardian angel is with me as well, giving me the information I need, on a platter of gold.

I went to my hotel room as I went to make some final plans.

“I’m so scared to deliver this tray of food to his room,” I overheard a hotel attendant talking to her colleague.

“Don’t worry, I'll help you deliver it. Tell me the room number,” her colleague replied.

“Oh, thank you very much Chiara. It’s room 306”

I pretended not to be interested in their conversation as I passed them. I didn’t need a soothsayer to tell me that they were talking about Don Brutus.

“Who else will they be scared of delivering food to”?

I waited till the two hotel attendants passed the tray to each other and parted ways.

I followed the hotel attendant with my bag of weapons stealthily. As we approached room 360, I got close to the hotel attendant.

“Excuse me, beautiful lady. Do you mind if I help you deliver this food?

“And who are you?” she answered, looking at me weirdly.

“You don’t need to know," I said as I gave her a smack on the neck and slowly lowered her down. Pulled her to a corner and exchanged our uniforms, taking out a dagger and a handgun fully loaded from my bag of weapons. I stuck the two weapons into my new attire and went on to take the food to the owner.

I wore the hotel attendant’s uniform and trolled the tray to room 360.

“Special delivery for Don Brutus," I said to the guy in front of the door, as I gave him a flirty look.

I expected him to take the food from me or give me a thorough search at least, but I guess the flirty look I gave him paved a way for me. He opened the door and let me in, giving me a dirty naughty look while licking his lips.

I felt irritated but still reciprocated.

I got into the room, I saw Don Brutus seated at one corner of the bed, operating his system, surrounded by about 6 guards.

“Hold on, let me search for you,” one of the guards said.

“Please let her come in. I’m starving already,” Don Brutus said.

I walked up to him.

“Greetings Sir, your special order,” I said calmly and professionally.

I’m very sure he would never suspect I would be a killer sent to take him off the surface of the earth. Who would even think such a lady was as pretty as I am?

“Is it just the food you were asked to deliver?” he asked, smacking my buttocks.

I nearly ripped his throat off his neck, but I had to keep pretending.

“Do you need something else Sir?” I responded, flirting, as I bent down in an appealing and sexy manner to bring out his food.”

“Do you have something else to offer?” he asked, already touching his hands all over me. I kept praying he didn’t feel the weapons.

“I would always have something else to offer, but it would always be in one man’s eye at a time,” I concluded, looking at his guards.

I had put on my assassination power and energy.

I was ready to take out those men and pull out my gun or dagger and kill Don Brutus, but I didn’t want to draw more attention to myself.

“Leave us boys," he commanded his guards.

“But Boss…” one of the guards tried to resist.

“I said, Leave us, he turned to the guard furiously.

“Oh please, take it easy, he’s just looking out for you," I said, coming close to him, narrowing my eyes and licking my lips”.

I never knew I had such flirty potential in me until that day.

It was weird watching a trained ruthless killer display such disgusting behavior, but I had to follow with it. After all, I had gone too far to suddenly stop.

“Please, enough of the talk, show me what you got baby.” He smacked my buttocks again. I knew the anger boiling in me right when it was hot enough to boil cold water to a hundred Celsius.

“Why don’t you turn it over, let me show you what I got”? I said, licking his ears.

He stood up and turned over, facing the bed, while I continued to fool him sexually.

I never knew killing the almighty Don Brutus would be so easy or so I had thought.

I kept running one of my hands over him. While the other one was reaching out for my dagger.

I wanted to kill him professionally and ruthlessly, so father would be proud.

I successfully pulled my dagger and made for his throat. He suddenly flipped over, grabbing my hands, while I struggled to put the dagger into his eyes.

“You never thought I would be so stupid. Or did you”?

I was shocked, but what was I expecting from a great mafia lord?

We both struggled with the dagger. Surprisingly, none of his guards came in.

“Don’t worry, they won’t come in, they won’t hear a noise because this room is actually noise-proofed. It gives me a better opportunity of killing you without the help of my guards. Who sent you?” he said, looking at me fiercely.

I would tell you how badly he really wanted to devour me.

“Too bad, I had already sworn to the “code of omertà”. Maybe if this had happened before then, I would have told you”. I said while we both kept struggling for the dagger. The dagger was slowly going into one of his hands, which he used in verging the dagger.

“So you are a mafia assassin, who sent you?” he asked angrily.

“Why don’t you find out for yourself? I said while using all my strength to push the dagger into his hands.

“Ahhhhhh,” he winced in pain.