SEBASTIAN'S POV;
After everyone is baptized, a quick and short recess is required. So here I am the grand Hall with my red and watery eyes ready to rip out my hair.
You know, to really digest my revelations.
I have successfully carried out assignments as an Associate, traveled countless times to represent Dons, i was even a judge assistant one time
I put in all that hard work just to become the Grand family's errand boy!
There's no doubt my father will be completely disappointed, he spent all his time and energy raising a failure. To top it all up, I will have to read my oath in front of the Grand Family at Ometra*, the last part of the initiation.
"Ya, hasnabab!, It's not that bad, at least sit down, you look like a demon in the corner with your black suit" i look up from my squatting position to see a tall dark Vincent M. Sandoval, a member of the veri filii. He holds the capo position in the Sandoval family. Vincent is the only high class member of the family that deems me a worthy companion, regardless of me having zero Italian heritage. He is indeed my best friend.
"Sebas!" He scolded
"Out of all the ranks Vincent the priest choses to put me in a 'Nobel' position?" I question in disbelief as i sit on the carpeted floor that runs throughout the Grand hall. Vincent settles right beside me as he takes a deep breath.
"Look, I know. I know the priest is the conduct's first madman" i couldn't help but let a smile slip at Vincent's dad joke.
He's not wrong though, the old priest should be chained far from civilization.
"One thing i know for sure is that madman has got a strong Rizz of some sort that makes the Grand Families believe that he is the wisest of us all, and trust me they're not wrong. He is wise."
"Sounds like he rizzed you too" i snickered and we both laughed at the thought. But shortly after i can't help but think...
"If i am to believe, that i am going to be a Noble, that means Quinncel is also destined to be a Godmother"
In simple language Quinncel will one day be the sole representative in charge of the Cyro family's assigned business. She's an easy target in the world of KGBs (Knives, Guns and Bullets).
That's quite a mouthful.
"I see why you're worried, there's a possibility you're no longer in Quinncel's future"
Just the thought of it makes me sick to my stomach, my sister should be no where around the Grand council not now, not ever. If she is a foreseen Godmother, there's a possibility I don't exist in the future.
"Vincent promise me one thing, for any reason the future holds and i am no longer able to protect Quinncel from her own rage"
"You don't even need to ask brother" Vincent affirmed with promise in his tone "Quinncel is my family too, I won't hesitate to be her shield"
You remember when I said Vincent is my best-friend?, I'd like to rephrase that. Vincent is the big brother who somehow, always knows the right answers.
"Have a little faith in the madman, Sebastian Cyro the Noble! Doesn't sound so bad at all" he said with a smile plastered on as he rose to his feet adjusting his tux.
"Didn't take you to be a believer of the conduct" I replied getting back up as well.
"Oh Trust me, with the shit that goes on within these walls?, Anything is possible"
"Boss!" Wallace, Vincent's right hand man called as he jogged lightly with haste. "Your presence is requested at the dinning table"
Shit! It's time for Ometra.
Vincent grabs my arm and pulls me in for a brotherly hug as he pats my arms and back "Next time we meet Mr Cyro, we will be brothers by oath"
Drama king!
"I'll be on my way, Vincent, until we meet" i watched him affirm with a smile as he turned around and walked away until he got to the end of the grand hall where Wallace held one of the pivot doors open.
I head in the opposite direction to the powder rooms in order to change into the proper Half white half black robe for Omerta.
I open the door to the powder room and Quinn is seated on my robes resting on the stone Vanity sink.
She watches me wide eyed as she pulls the robe from under her "Oops" she voice absentmindedly as she tossed the robes in the air.
Seklas please give me the strength.
I take off my shirt and throw my now wrinkled robes on as Quinn sits on the vanity playing with the tap water that's been running since I walked in.
"Quinn, is there something you want?" I asked and immediately regret the words as they flew out of my mouth.
Well done rubber lips.
I know very well what she wants, it's the very reason we fought before we got the Affinity Court here today. My Birthright.
"You have something I need Sebastian and calculate properly because I won't ask nicely again"
"Is that a threat Quinn?" I asked shocked by her sudden change of tone.
Probably the pig's bile
She hops off the Vanity and walks behind me to the door as I finally get a full view of the mirror. I find little traces of blood on my face.
Damn this pig's bile!
The door clicks close as Quinn locks the door from inside the powder room.
What's all this bullshit!
I make it clear to her my " I will not give you my onyx Quinncel"
The Onyx is my birthright, the ticket to my inheritance, but to Quinncel it's a bargain for supremacy. The Mafia considers it's first born daughters special, she has a choice to trade her Birthright for a Don position in the Grand Family. Except she's never allowed to have a family.
I'd gladly give anything up if it means my sister's happiness. But Quinn has an unquenched thirst for revenge. One of the Don's had a mission Thirteen years ago, sadly Quinncel and I were the only survivers of the mass shooting.
"Quinncel, killing Godfather Lewis will bring you nothing, you know that"
My heartache has always been the fact that Quinncel still mourns her family bitterly after thirteen years. Nothing I said or did was able to help her wounds heal.
"Sebastian, it was going to be you and me, until you let him brainwash you, until you became the perfect daddy for that little brat, until you let his son become your best-friend"
"Quinncel, look at me, it's always going to be you and me, okay nothing has changed that" I felt her collapse into my chest as she sobs gently
"I want my family Sebastian, don't you want them back"
Her fever is building
I place my hands on her face and wipe her tears running with black makeup "You and Reina, are my family Quinncel"
Nothing could possibly prepare me for the quick slap that lands on my face as she screamed "Wake up!,I won't accept that lie Sebastian, I don't want to be compensated, i want justice" "I hope you'll finally understand"
I stare deeply into Quinncel's eyes to read her clearly and see nothing but darkness, it's the one thing that scared me the most.
"Quinncel don't do this" I begged as I sense nothing but trouble as a smile begins to build on her face. With one swift motion she wiped her face unlocked the door and walked out of the powder room.
I exhale out of exhaustion and turn to the sink to was my face and then it hit me.
Reina