Chapter Six

Antonio

After hearing that my father has been slaughtered I could not hold on for more than a second but attempted the urge to get out from Verona Mansion. Rocco sent me a message during the conference I read it and did not give a reaction to my rival, Ricci.

Marco has sold his twenty years old daughter to me and he told me about Arielle being a virgin. At some point I felt bad for her. She is innocent and she is bound to come to me because of her cruel and heartless father. I want to marry her under the circumstances of an arranged marriage. The world needs to see our relationship through an arranged agreement. I don't want to make a fool out of Arielle. She will the one who would get the title about being sold to me.

One week ago we came to New York for business purpose. Rocco stayed back in Chicago to look after the city within our absence. Seraphia wanted to meet my father I thought to invite her at the villa we rented in New York. Father was happy to meet her. But I lost her the night before. Since our childhood we have learned that love was weakness instead I fall in love with Seraphia, her lost gave me an intense lost and I am still searching for her murderer.

This morning I've heard about my father's death. After dad now I will be ruling over the city of Chicago and I swear to madonna about not letting any piece of effort scatter which my father had built with his compassion.

Arielle. She is a cute girl with blue eyes, black hair, fair skin and she is slim. Definitely reminds me of Seraphia. Her innocence was gleaming on her eyes. She is now sold to me, I needed to take her with me but not under this situation. I warned Marco not to hurt her until she does not come to me.

Now that my father is dead I already got a lot of responsibilities. I am currently driving to the hospital to take his body then I will take his corpse to Chicago for the his final rites.

I never thought father would leave us too soon. I was still learning about the position of being the next Capo. Yet, I can't show my sadness. A Capo needs to be strong in front of his men. Weakness has never been considered in our world.

Whoever killed my father I swear I will ruin his life. I will definitely find him. He can't be happy when I am mourning the death of my father.

Arriving at the hospital I rush to the elevator then to the morgue. The nurse leads me inside and shows me my father's body.

"When they took him here he was badly injured in the head and according the post mortem report. Someone tried to strangle him leaving his brain without oxygen. He died on the spot. One bullet was found on his right chest."

I look at my father's dead body. His face has turned purple and there are several bruises near his eyes and nose. He died with a smile—the only brave man I've known for my entire life. He was a real hero.

I bow my head in front of him. It's a mafia rite. I thought I would cry after seeing him but tears never appeared on my eyes. I felt the pain but it never came out and it hurts.

I have my brother on my side now. Father's death has left us without any family. It was the three of us now we are two.

The Giordanos are being weak but I will rebuild our strength. If I am not wrong there must be a hand of the Riccis behind my father's death. His sons or himself.

I will find the real culprit soon.

The jet is ready and I just need to take the body to the airport. An ambulance accompanied me to the airport. I never thought that one day my father would travel on the plane while staying in the cargo hold.

For the entire ride I stayed quiet not wanting to watch anything or drink. I still cannot imagine my life as a Capo. Will I be able to look after a city?

But I am bound to do it, Rocco is not ready for such a big decision because he knew I was next in line. I am the elder brother.

Moreover I will have another responsibility, Arielle. She come to Chicago soon. I wish I had her here right now so she could have bent in front of me and take out the stress out of me. I can make her do anything, she is mine now. I made a mistake while letting her leave with Marco Ricci.

I imagine how she would look like while holding my shaft on her hand and takes me with her mouth. Little Arielle. I can't wait to devour what she's been keeping away from all men.

After the funeral I will have to start the preparation of our wedding. Her beauty might bring any men to their knees, she has a different charm which can make anyone fall for her but I will not fall for her.

I intent to break her, take her and make her mine. Love is weakness. I will not fall for her. She will get all my respect not my fondness.

***

Rocco pulls me into a hug and I hug him back. He got eyes bags. Seems like her did not sleep last night. We are both wearing black suit with black shirt and black pants.

"Rey de la mafia. You are now the Capo." He says with a slight smile.

"Never thought to be one so soon..."

"When are you going to announce it?"

"At the graveyard." My voice is sharp and emotionless.

Rocco nods his head. His attempt to hide his emotion is not working because I can see a glimpse of tears on his eyes. This is the first time I've seen tears on my brother's eyes.

"What happened to our family. Do we still have one?" He sounds cold.

"You are everything I have now. Whatever it is, it's just the two of us." I startle and Rocco meets my eyes.

"I will destroy the person who killed our family." He says.

"You are not alone in this mission." I give him a wicked smile.

Whoever thought that killing my father will make us weak. They have no idea that the Giordano brothers will make their life a living hell.

Rocco picks two glasses from the mini bar in the lounge. He pours whiskey in them then he hands me one glass.

He clink his glass with mine. "To the Giordano brothers." Lifting the glass he nods his head then we both take a sip from out glasses.

Keeping the glass on the island bar I glance at my watch. "We should proceed to the graveyard."

We've skipped the church part. I didn't want to stand there and talk about my father's deeds his deeds are scripted in my heart and I don't want to tell his rivals about what he made before dying. My cousins are there, so there are some Giordanos who can talk good about my father.

I will say my words at the graveyard. Although Rocco was not ready to attend the rites at the church. Let them think we are weak. We will attack from behind.

Rocco and me, drives to the graveyard. I see a bundle of people in black clothes. The sky is greyish and there might be a bad result on the weather soon. My brother and I walks admist the people and they clear our paths. They are all gawking at us. People always stare at me and my brother when we make our entrance together.

I stand near the ground where the grave has been dug. Rocco stands beside of me. The priest is here and reciting the rhymes and all. We stand there is silence and I watch the grave.

When I look up my eyes landed on Arielle. She is wearing a black dress which is well suitable on her body. It shows all her body curves. Her hair is flowing against her shoulder. She is looking marvellous. She half smiles at me.

"Is she the daughter of Marco Ricci?" Rocco whispers in my ear and I nod my head.

"Her father sold her to me. We'll talk about it later now keep your eyes off her."

"Don't be jealous." Rocco smirks at me while shaking his head.

Later it begins to rain. Everyone has an umbrella with them. Rocco and I are standing under the rain. The priest announces to insert the coffin in the grave.

I think it's now time to say my last words. Closing my eyes I let the last grieves run over me. This is going to be hard.