Chapter 41
feet on
Impatiently, I tapped my other of the pouring rain as I wanted in front of the mansion that would change in
my life
1 had traveled all the way to Los Angeles for this, and I would not be leaving without meeting him.
Leonardo Baldini.
The Leone
“What’s the name again, boy? A rude guard at the gate asked, holding his communication device close to
his mouth.
Jason Falco–that is F–AL–CO, 1 spelled out my name. I need to meet Leonardo Baldini. It’s important!”
He walked off again, eyeing me suspiciously as his mouth moved into the device. Sure, it was odd. A random man dressed in ordinary clothing dEmilyanding to meet the big boss, but I had my reasons.
That bitch was going down, and so was her little boyfriend who she had sent after me.
After years of being ungrateful, the packed her bags, my daughter, and fled. I had been looking for her for a while, and when I had found her–I learned that she had moved to a big mansion and would become the daughter–in–law of some powerful family in the East Coast.
I sacrificed my career to raise her and that child, provided for thEmily, became the man of the
house–and this is what I got in return.
I even tried to take back my daughter, to lure that bitch back–but in the end I decided against it. With this new plan, I could not have any more distractions.
“Fuck!” I cursed as a raindrop fell right down the painful cut across my cheek. I held the spot with my hand, trying to battle the burning sensation.
The day that asshole held a gun to my head, was the day I found out what true power meant.
Before he had failed to eliminate me, he gave me his name–Alessio Fanucci.
He shouldn’t have done that, and he shouldn’t have given me a second chance–because the second I had
miliate him, regained my strength, I vouched to one day do the same as he had done to me. I wou mock him, laugh at him, press a gun to his head–and unlike him, I would make sure mine would work.
Lasked around and found out what that family truly stood for. They posed as legit business people, but all that mafia family knew was organized crime. They controlled the city, and all the people in it. From politicians, to police–everyone knew thEmily, respected thEmily and feared thEmily.
‘You don’t touch the Fanuccis.‘
That
was the unspoken rule one of the locals told me. I hated listening, and had already decided that I was going to touch the Fanuccis. Especially that motherfucker.
He took my woman.
My daughter.
I would beat him at his own game and take his life.
It took some questioning because not everyone was willing to speak, but after some digging I found out that Alessio broke off his engagEmilyent with Maxine Baldini. Daughter of the Lione who no one dared to
cross.
He told her he would marry a maid, but as I asked around it surprised me that no one knew that maid was Emily,
These people lived so privately, and those that did know would not discuss the Fanucci’s business.
Alessio humiliated that girl, like Emily did with me.
We shared the same pain, and that’s why I came up with a plan.
The guard from earlier tapped on the gate to grab my attention, then it opened. “It’s your lucky day boy.
The Leone wants to meet you.”
As several men led me through the vintage designed mansion, I could understand the nickname. Just like they told me, that man must be as powerful as the Fanuccis. All doors were guarded by men and I knew I had to play my cards right.
One bad move, and I would not come out of here alive.
“He’s in here,” one of the men pushed me into the office. “Good luck. I hope you get to keep your limbs.”
The door was shut, but not before I could hear the laughter from the curious group of people outside.
Yes, that’s right.
They could laugh at me if they wanted, but it would only be a matter of time before the strings around here.
ild be pulling
“Aggressively shaking my gates like you paid for this house.” A voice startled me. I turned around, and looked at the man in front of me.
Leonardo Baldini.
He stood tall with a full head of grey hair, and a tough looking appearance.
“What do you want?”
His presence showed he was confident, strong and couldn’t be shaken. The intense look he gave me said the same. He probably thought he was above all, including the law.
“S–Sir, my name is Jason-
“That is not my question.” He rudely interrupted me. “What do you want?”
This man had no time for small talk and wanted to get straight to business.
“I believe we share a common enEmilyy.” I kept my voice steady. I didn’t fear him because after that little stunt Emily’s new fling had pulled, there was nothing left for me to fear.
Leonardo paced the room. “Is that so? I don’t have any en-”
“Alessio Fanucci.”
The man stopped in his steps, and turned in a swift motion. He scrunched his nose, waiting for my next
words.
“He broke off the engagEmilyent with your daughter for a maid?”
“He did.” Leonardo forced a smile and began pacing around again. “We’ve all moved past it.”
Lies.
“The maid that caused everything? She is my manipulating ex.” I spoke, stepping forward.
“She took my daughter from me and left because she’s a golddigger who can’t survive for a second without dipping her face in gold.”
Leonardo chuckled. “What does that got to do with me?”
I touched my cheek, then my injured black eyes. “She send him after me, he did this to me. He made a laughing stock out of me…”
“What does that got to do with me?” Leonardo repeated, and this time I understood his question. He didn’t want to hear me complain, he wanted to hear what I would do about it.
Chapter 11
“I don’t have anything to offer you. I grew up poor with a trash family, I don’t have any money or status–I’m nothing more than a simple construction worker. Thegan telling my weakest traits. “But I can marry your daughter, love her unconditionally, be your son–and I can help you come up with a plan to wipe out that whole fami
That’s right, I would marry Maxine Baldini.
If I couldn’t get on top of Emily, I would get under her skin. I would haunt her for the rest of her life, take everything from her, the same way she had done to me
“What I lack in status, I make up for with mentality.” I finished my speech.
Leonardo listened, nodding like a bobblehead.
“Come back to me when you give the the head of a Fanucci, and I’ll let you marry my daughter.” He let out a chuckle, and I felt like the man was poking fun at me because he thought I couldn’t do it. “Now get out of my sight.”
“Will you at least allow me access to your weapons and give me two of your men?”
Leonardo chuckled loudly. “Sure, sure–just get out of my sight.”
He wanted a Fanucci head?
Fine, I would give him that Fanucci head.
Soon he would know not to underestimate me.
I was already on my way out, when he called out to me. “Boy?”
“Yes, sir?” I looked back.
more serious this
“Not Alessio’s or Domenico’s. You’ll get yourself killed,” he warned, his tone noticeably time, as he offered me advice. “They’re the head of the family. You touch thEmily first, you’ll eat bullets before you’ll be able to celebrate.”
“Oh, I know that, Sir. Don’t you worry about me.”
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