(Meeting)
Giovanni Martino
It was the chirpings of the morning birds that woke me up. The men were already in the ring by the time I got there. Five of them, Bruno, Marco, Dimitri, Diego and Carlos. They were my men, my most trusted men. The first five that took the Omerta, the code of silence. They were my borgata, my family.
Bruno was as usual hitting the punching bag in the ring. Diego was on the floor doing sit up, while Carlos and Dimitri were hand wrestling. Marco stood close to the door fully alert.
They all stopped what they were doing as I fully stepped in.
"Capo." Diego said. "The Alliance with Alonzo is false right?" He asked boredly, pulling his dreads. Diego was the fastest of the men, he doesn't not have a pinch of conscience in him. He kills people with the speed of lighting, none of his opponents ever survives a fight. He is the only with dreadlocks.
"We have a traitor in our home," I replied
Everywhere became quite, it was like they were holding on to their breath.
"We are fucked up!" Carlos growled out. He folded his arms across his chest, like he was trying to figure out something. Carlos is the womanizer amongst them. Sex was like food to him. His ginger hair was messy, making it obvious he fucked all night.
Bruno and Marco looked angry, Dimitri kept quiet. He is the gentle one and he was the only one that has a weakness amongst us. He has a son, his wife was killed three years ago. Dimitri swore to have a Vendetta (revenge) against his wife's killer but he still hasn't found him, Skull was not someone that could be found easily.
"We need a plan." He finally spoke, we all came together and began to put ideas together.
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The dinning hall was big enough to occupy everyone of us, I know the maids were surprised I came out for breakfast today, my breakfast was always served in my room, but today was different. They were all looking at me weirdly, they must have found out I arrived last night.
I watched the maids scurrying in and out of the dinning, bringing in various kinds of foods to set the table. The men were not out yet. Some of the maids were trying their best to impress me but I could care less. I have not seen her, the subject of my fantasy or should I say the whore I am about to fuck.
I found it hard to sleep last night, because the image of her naked body kept haunting me. She looked right into my eyes last night, none of the maids have ever done that before. Not even the senior maids and the head maid. There was something about this maid that caught my interest. Fucking her is the only way I can let her go, if having her to myself all night would let me stop thinking about her, then I was ready to party.
The men were beginning to arrive.
"Holla Capo!" Diego shouted, registering his presence.
"Today is going to be good, Capo is dinning with us." Carlos exclaimed, slamming the table with his hands.
He licked his lips hungrily as a new set of maids came into dinning all lined up. I rolled my eyes at his statics.
"I can't wait to consume you." He said pointing to one of the trays a maid was holding, but we all know the meaning to that statement. He is obviously going to bed that maid soon.
The other men came in and the other guards with the highest rank. Everyone was set to eat, one of the maids suddenly slipped down. The tray in her hands tumbled after.
"Where did you get these clumsy girls from Bruno?" I asked, losing interest in the food already.
The maid was still on the floor, when she should have gotten up and that was already getting on my nerves.
"Do you want to live there forever?" I shouted, making her tremble in fear.
"Get the fuck up."
"I am sorry master," she apologized. I stared at her intently, waiting for her to raise her head up. Her voice sounded familiar. I was very sure I have heard it somewhere before.
She got up slowly, picked up the tray and bowed her head.
"Raise your head up!" I commanded, eager to see her face. She raised her head up gently and our gaze met. She was the one, she chewed on her lower lips nervously. She was scared she was going to be punished, but I didn't have it in mind to do that.
She is fucking beautiful, her brown hair added more to her beauty and those lips begged to be kissed. I wanted a taste of it. Knowing what she looked without those uniform made me hungry, not for food but what I have avoided for years. Sex. I want to fuck this girl badly that she won't be able to walk.
My hormones were messing up, and my body seems to be alive with want. Two years of celebacy was about to come to an end because of a sexy woman. Maybe I should have let her go last night, I should have fucked her so hard. Maybe I won't be wanting her if I had done that.
"Capo!" Marco whispered, snapping me out of my thoughts. I can't believe I got lost.
"Clean up the mess," I commanded, getting up immediately.
"Bring my breakfast to my room." I added.
"Yes, master." One of the maids said, bowing slightly.
Carlos chuckled, shaking his head.
"Not you." I said, emphasizing my words so it could stick into her messed up brain. I wasn't even talking to her in the first place, she was just desperate.
Disappointment dawned on her face.
"You." I said pointing to her, my object of interest.
"Yes, master." She whispered, looking elsewhere but my face.
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