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Death To The Mafia

Ricky Tomachino was drawn into the gangster life from a young age. He did favors for some of the big guys, no questions asked. He just wanted to be excepted into the Mafia's family. His dad was from Sicily, but his mother was French. Because of that fact, they would never let his family fully join the Mafia family. His dad worked as a driver for Pete Angelio, the Head of the Angelio Crime Family. He died in a hit and Ricky's life started spinning out of control. By the age of twelve he was in and out of juvie, that's until he found out why his dad was shot. Accepted members of the Angelio Crime Family, broke the code and organized a hit on another member without The Council's approval, and blamed Ricky's dad for it. Now Ricky Tomachino has to do the impossible. Get into The Family and be accepted, while taking out The Family from the inside out. But he unexpectedly falls in love with the daughter of Pete Angelio. Will Ricky Tomachino still try to kill them one by one or will Isabella Angelio turn his life upside down? The following story is a work of fiction. Any resemblance to persons...living or dead is purely coincidental.

MrXwriter · Urban
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133 Chs

A New York Girl

Here's what happened last time on Death to the Mafia

My crew follows my instructions very well, and they give me progress updates. Alessandro calls an interior decorator named Alexis. She is beautiful, and we have some flirting moments between the two of us. Uncle Paul continually calls me, wanting me to come to the restaurant. Once we get there, Uncle Paul is just handing his stuff away. He also gives me a large briefcase with a lot of cash in. I also find out that the Gigantello brothers have been taken care of.

Sitting at Uncle Paul's table, I ask him;

"Uncle Paul. Can I atleast get you some guards to look after you?"

"No. I told you that I am fine. I do not need protection. You take that money that I gave you. You are going to go home and get that house ready. In the morning, you come back here again, and then we will talk about the rest."

"Uncle Paul. I am worried about you. Are you feeling okay?"