"G, I promise I will see you again even if I have to sneak back or sneak you to New York we won't be apart. I'll call you everyday if you need me to. Now stop crying because you're going to make me cry." I can feel the moisture in my eyes. Pulling back from me she nods, wiping away the tears rolling down her cheeks. Still sniffling as she tries to compose her breathing.
"You promise?"
"Yes G, I promise." Nodding again after more reassurance. She goes to my vanity mirror, checking her appearance.
"So what's up with the erotic looking Hercules downstairs?"
Laughing at her depiction of him. I mean I guess if Hercules wore a suit and belonged to the mafia. He is definitely built like Hercules. I mean the man's arms and chest are freaking huge. With a little shorter hair than Nicoli combed more to one side, and more trimmed on the sides they look nothing alike. Where Nicoli's facial hair is trimmed short, Daveon is a bit longer. Filling in more of his chin and jaw. They looked like complete opposites. Nicoli dark black hair in stark contrast to Daveon's much lighter medium blonde hair. He isn't bad looking but he isn't my type. Gianna on the other hand… "His name is Daveon, he is one of Nicoli's top men."
"Well he is an asshole."
"He isn't that bad G." Waving her hand, she tries dismissing the conversation.
"Whatever, I just don't like him, anyway what do you want help with?" She looks around the room.
"I don't know. Maybe start with my closet?"
"You got it." Marching to the closet she starts pulling clothes out and down from the hangers as we both get to work packing things up.
11
NICOLI
Leaving Liliana in her room to go through her things, I head down to her father's office in search of him. Not bothering to knock on the door, I open it up and walk inside.
"Who the hell do you think you are walking into my office without permission?" He bellows, red faced as his chest swells with anger. Striding up to the desk, placing my hands down against the wood surface, I look down at him.
"Now, now is that anyway to treat your soon to be son in law? I would be careful how you talk to me Antonio. I have a short temper when it comes to disrespect."
"You barge into my office without my invitation and you want to talk to me about disrespect!" He spits back, getting comfortable again, clearly thinking he is safe from me because I am marrying his daughter.
Chuckling darkly at him I reply. "You do not deserve my respect.” I remove my hands from his desk taking a seat in the chair in front of him. Casually leaning back I continue. “You are nothing more than a dishonorable cowardly snake. You betray your own capo out of greed, kill your own wife, and steal from my shipments. You don't even have the dignity to own up and die like a man of your position should. Instead you cower and hide behind the only thing you have of worth left, your daughter.” I can feel my mood growing darker and darker as I continue. Leaning forward I grab my gun from under my jacket and aim it at him. His eyes widen as he stills. “And now on top of all that, someone had the audacity to attack one of my shipments, and steal all of my goods last night." My voice turned deadly as I asked, "you wouldn't know anything about that now would you?" I cock the hammer on the gun with my thumb.
His eyes bulge further at the distinctive click. He begins to fervently shake his head. "Nn noo I don't, I had nothing to do with that. I would never cross you again." He throws his hands up.
My head tilts to the side as I ponder what to do. "While I dont think you would be stupid enough to do something as risky as this, I'm not entirely convinced you had no part in it." Color drains from his face as he pails slightly. He always thought I would kill him once I took his daughter. Though I should, I won’t, not yet at least. "Daveon?" I call out knowing he is right down the hall. It's only a moment before his large form enters the room, making the office feel smaller than it is. "I am going to go ensure Liliana has everything she needs.” I stand up straightening my jacket as I put my gun back away. “When we leave I would love for you to stay behind a moment and have a lengthy discussion." I say putting a thick emphasis on the word. "With my dear old father in law. I just want to make sure we are all on the same page of who has the authority here, and make sure we don't run into any further problems between us." Antonio is looking up at Daveon as his face falls, knowing what he is capable of.
"I can assure you there will not be any problems with me ever again Nico."
"Do not call me that." I clip. "We are not friends, you have not earned the right to call me anything but my name." Spinning in my heels to leave and find Liliana, I stall at the doorway. "Do try to have a good day Antonio. I know Daveon sure will." As I walk out the door I hear Daveon give a dark chuckle as it fades the farther I get down the hall.
Climbing the stairs to Liliana’s room I pass by a few of my
