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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.

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I Can Not Take It

Here is what happened last time on Death to the Mafia

I smile while looking at Isabella eating in my study while waiting for Fabio to bring us the plates. I make a toast to Isabella's achievement. I quickly send Uncle Pete a text message to start getting my plans in order for tonight. I enquire about Isabella's artwork when it is going up for sale. Uncle Pete finally agrees to the meeting. Isabella thanks me for celebrating her achievements, as only her mother and I are happy about her future. 

I shake my head in disbelief at what I am hearing from her mouth. I walk to her and ask;

"Sometimes, I do not understand your father at all. How can he not be happy about your future? It is a great opportunity and an impressive achievement, to say the least."

She starts to blush as she says;

"Thank you, Ricky. It means a lot to hear you say that."

"Come, we can talk more in the car on your way to your friend."

"Okay."