Mafia's Arranged Princess Bride - Chapter 14: Chapter 14

Nico
It’s early just five in the morning, it is still dark outside, and I did not get sufficient sleep, Lucky was on my mind. After I masturbated with dirty, dark thoughts of her I laid awake thinking about her. Not just her body but her mind. She’s sharp, sharp as a razor, her intelligence is superior to the women I ordinarily sleep with and hang with. I know what I am doing by forcing her hand is wrong, of course it is but I have one end goal and that is to be the King of New York and nothing or no one will stop me.
Unsettled, I begin to move, I have to run and then hit the gym. It is my usual routine, up at five, run for three to five miles and then an hour in the gym. Staying fit, healthy and in good shape does come at a price. I’ve always been fit, my father allowed for me to take part in sports at school and I was quarterback in the football team back then, only he made it perfectly clear that it would not be a career for me. Despite the fact that I had a good arm, that I was the best. Do I regret it? Some days I do wonder how different my life would be. Maybe I would have married already and not been a single man in my thirties, maybe had a kid or two, friends around for BBQ’s you know the all-American dream. Instead, I am a mobster, a gangster, a Don. Call it what you will there has been blood shed. Do I regret it? I don’t allow myself to think that way, I have one focus and one focus only: to be King.
Kratos stirs at the foot of the bed, he always sleeps with me on the bed, even though I tried to train him to sleep on the floor or outside the door. His crying when I first homed him was too much for my heart to stand. Yes, I do have a heart it seems only for Kratos and not for humans. Except of course my mother and my father, although even for him I hold some resentment. This is the world he brought me into.
There’s a knock at the door. I frown who the fuck is knocking on my door at this time of the morning. “Who is it?” I get out of bed and go to open it. Kratos stirs, he is now on high alert and bounds off the bed and goes straight to the door on guard. “Good boy.” I tell him and stroke the top of his head.
“Tony. Are you decent? We need to talk.” His voice is deep.
“Yeah, hold on.” I open the door and take him in. He looks like shit. “Take it you didn’t sleep last night?”
“Not much, we were at the casino running through the logs, checking who came and went, if there was anyone unusual and checking the camera feeds. It looks like one was tampered with.” I raise my eyebrows, taking in the dark circles under his eyes, his crumpled white dress shirt, his tuxedo jacket slung over his shoulders and the stubble around his square jawline. Tony is a good-looking guy, we all get our looks from our parents.
“Let me get changed, take a seat.” I move my hand towards the sofa in my room, it’s covered in heavy gold Damask fabric. Kratos sniffs Tony’s hand, he gives him a pat on the head then takes a seat on the sofa and helps himself to a bottle of water from the side table.
“How do you know they were tampered with?” I say as I slip on my black running T-shirt, I don’t sleep in anything except my boxers and quickly I pull on my run shorts, they’re black and tight and hug my muscular legs.
“Time stamp, the guy you brought in found it early hours of the morning. We tried to call you.” He places the bottle down.
“I was engaged,” I say as I slip into my running shoes and tie the laces. Tony raises his eyebrows.
“You’re fucking kidding me, right? We’ve had three mil stolen from the casino and you’re out fucking with a hooker. Geez, Nico what the hell is wrong with you?”
“Don’t lip me, Tony. Remember whose company you are in.”
“Fuck that shit, I’m your brother, don’t give me that whose company I am in bullshit. Save it for one of your pawns.” He looks angrily at me, clearly, he’s not had enough sleep.
“I had Lucky here.” That causes him to almost spit his water out.
“Lucky?”
“Yeah, fucking Lucky.”
“Did you sleep with her? I didn’t think you were going to consummate the marriage until you were hitched.”
“No, I didn’t fucking sleep with her. She’s the fucking ice maiden Princess, besides, I can’t stand the woman. She’s lippy, rude and indignant. She needs bringing down a peg or two.” I lie because I am actually taken with her indignation, her strong, I don’t give a fuck attitude. I shake myself; I do not want to be taken by her, I want to hate her in my heart, I want my heart to be carved of stone as far as she is concerned. She is a pawn and means and never will mean anything to me. She is just there for me to gain control nothing more, nothing less.
“Right,” he chuckles. I glower at him.
“What’s that supposed to mean?”
“I think secretly you like her; I mean she’s a hot looking woman, what’s not to like.” He grins.
“Everything is not to like about her. She’s being used, she knows it and I know it. There is an end game and then she will be discarded.”
“And kids? You need to pass your line down. You know Dario is a fuck up, he won’t ever get married. And as for me, well I’m not in any rush.”
I shrug. “So, what are we doing about finding the cunt who stole my money?”
“We’re on it. There was a guy who came in with Dario..” I raise my hand and cut him off.
“Dario?”
“Yes, we caught him on camera, looked shitfaced but he was in with some guy, they went to the back.”
“Are you saying Dario had something to do with this?”
“Can’t be sure until we find our punk brother, Nico, but you know since we cut off his allowance because he can’t help but blow it up his fucking nose or shoot it in his veins, he’s been trying to get money left right and center.” Don’t I just know it, someone needs to chain my little brother up and throw away the key.
I growl, Kratos looks up. “Find Dario and set up a meeting, I want to speak with him. And check out the fucking guy he had with him. If I find out there is someone else involved, I want his balls cut off and his dick in his mouth and a fucking picture sent to me.”
“You got it, Bro. Go enjoy your run, I’ll let myself out. We still have to do some searching on this guy but they’re the only two who went to the back apart from the usual crew who handle the cash.” I nod and wave my hand. Tony is dismissed. He lets himself out.
If I find out my own brother has betrayed me and stolen my cash, I will… I don’t know what I will fucking do but it won’t be pretty. And now I have to handle the fact that I invited Lucky Gianluca into my home. Fuck her, I’m going for my run she can get herself home.
My mind is racing, my own kid brother. What else has he been up to and what else more to the point will he do to get money to feed his own disgusting, dirty, filthy habit? I shudder he could come after me, we don’t have the closest of bonds and Dario resents me for being Don, he resents that I won’t feed his fucking habit.