Total pages in book: 60
Estimated words: 54204 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 54204 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 271(@200wpm)___ 217(@250wpm)___ 181(@300wpm)
“Dinnertime. You slept all day, lazy.” I tease her. When she giggles it’s like fairy dust being sprinkled around me.
“It's your fault. You wouldn’t let me sleep.”
“I’m sorry. Is that pussy sore, baby.”
“Yes Sir.” she says as she opens her legs. Smack.
“Good.”
“Hey.” she jumps up and tackles me to the bed. I pretend to wrestle with her but in truth, I love nothing more than simply having her in my arms. When she figures out I am no longer playing, she stops and looks at me, her cute little forehead wrinkled with worry. “Is everything ok Sir?”
“Yea baby. I just have to go to a meeting downstairs. Listen, unless I call for you, you do not leave this room. Marvel is bringing you something to eat. Ok.” she nods her head.
“Are you sure you are ok? You know you can tell me anything.” so fucking sweet.
“I do know that my precious gift. But this is not something for you to know. Anais will be right outside. I love you.”
“I love you too, Sir.”
Time to put an end to this bullshit.
18
Dario
Walking around the compound, I make sure security has been tightened just in case one of these bright bastards sees this as an opportunity for an ambush. I know they have already been ushered into my meeting room and I am purposely taking my time going in there. They are Dario standard time. DST. It's a real thing. Look it up.
“You ready Boss?”
“Yes.” I walk in with three of my guys and immediately feel froggy at the smug look on Maggiano’s face. “Fellas.”
“Pretty boy.” he calls me that like it’s an insult. Wanker. “Why the fuck am I here like you have the authority to summon me.”
“Seems to me if I didn’t have the authority, you wouldn't be here. Let’s not waste each other's time comparing dick sizes. We all know who the one swinging in here is.”
“Screw you.”
“No thanks, but I might let Click fuck your wife while you watch.” he stands out of his seat and my boys get twitchy. I signal with my hand telling them to calm down. “It’s ok boys. We both know he doesn't have the balls...clearly. Now sit the fuck down Maggiano.” Leaning against my desk, I wait for him to come to his senses. “I brought you all here because I think somewhere in the last few weeks, some miscommunication has happened it seems. You ladies are under the impression that I am no longer in charge. I assure you; you have been mistaken.” Yes. I called these pansy ass fucks ‘ladies’.
“We have no idea what you are talking about.”
“For you, I am sure that is probably true, Giuseppe. You are the only one so far who hasn’t crossed me. Maltabiancchi however, you ordered a hit on my compound. I want to know what you hoped to accomplish with that?”
I don’t expect him to answer, but I want to see his face. He squirms a bit, unsure of how he should respond.
“I wouldn't… I mean I might have mentioned to my son that…” Bingo. See I never thought it was him. I Just wasn’t sure if it was his son or his nephew. Got my answer. The horror on his face at what he has given up would be comical if I wasn’t fucking pissed. He knows he just signed his son's death warrant, but he also knows he deserves it.
“Thank you for your cooperation Bianchi. Apparently Tomasso has taken it upon himself to try to upend me. You know I won’t let this go. I have already taken part of the payment in the form of your nephew's lives and the other men sent to my home. If you stay out of it, I will spare your other children. Do you understand?”
“Yes. I understand.” The saddest thing in the world is seeing a once powerful man weep as he realizes he has control over nothing.”
“Bianchi, don’t let this vermin see you weak.” Did he just call me a rodent? That’s rich.
“Keep talking, Maggiano. You have already lost your club thanks to you breaking rule number one. That negates the binding legality and I have now ceased it. Since you tied up in equity with your mom before I came in and bailed you out, your house was also tied to the deal. What kind of man leaves his wife and children to rot in the sewer with him? And you want to call me names.” circling back to my desk, I grab the video of our boy's night in the arena the other day and queue it up. “As I am sure you have figured out, those that were stupid enough to follow your futile orders have...used up their last lifeline if you will. They couldn’t seem to make through a simple game of ‘Duck Duck...Bang!’” I let the video play which is though it is dark, tapes in infrared so they could see everything. Watching their faces as they squint and adjust their collars gives me all the answers I need. They underestimated me.