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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

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I get to Uncle Paul's restaurant and talk to him about Alessandro. I tell Uncle Paul that I need Alessandro killed. I have this feeling about him before he tells the authorities why he is in jail. Uncle Paul agrees that Alessandro will die in the custody of the cops. We start talking about Tony and what is happening between him and me. Uncle Paul explains to me what the vote means in The Family. I am not happy that it means that they could choose to kill me, and I will have no say in what happens. I go back home and find two of Tony's guys at my gate, saying they are there to come and pick something up.

I am standing at my gate with two of Tony's guys. I called Uncle Pete for these guys to hear what he has to say. Uncle Pete is on speakerphone talking to these two. I tell Uncle Pete;

"You are on speakerphone, Uncle Pete. They are listening to you."