The car was moving too fast. the light columns were passing very quickly in the city of New York.
New York is the city that never sleeps, yet the streets were empty when they pass it
she was looking outside the window of the limo she was inside now thinking of her life flipping for the time that she lost counts?
who would say that all of these events can happen in only 6 months? she herself sometimes find it hard to believe. the Lost of her dear father, her coming from Russia to New York, to know that her origins comes from a Italian mafia and finally she knows why her father called her Cecilia
It was when the voice of the woman came again to her ears "what's your name?"
slShe didn't reply, she just didn't find the energy to reply. the woman kicked her foot, she pained in a low voice
"a don don't repeat himself"
Cecilia repeat the rule to herself, she was well aware of it... she let her name out in a cry
"Cecilia"
The woman asked: Do you know what is the meaning of Cecilia?"
(she node her head as yes)
"do you want to keep your name?"
She looked at the woman with curious look " what do you mean?"
The woman explained in timid voice " when you come to my family you come as a new person it doesn't matter where you come from? what was your rank? what was your life before. you will forget that life with all its details as it never existed. you will have a new life and as the newborn child you need a name. so do you will need a name?
most of our members change their names because they don't want to remember what they were. so now I'm asking you are you going to keep your name or no?"
She thought for a while but not for long
"yes yes I want to keep my name!"
" that's fine with me" the woman said ", your past is only yours to forget or to hide, or to keep it alive inside you fueling the fire within you but you will tell it to me once now and then will throw the tale to the ocean in a deep chest and never mention it again not to anyone not even to yourself. now tell me your past Cecilia"
Cecilia looked outside the window again remembering the last day she truly laughed from her heart, she was in the stage and her father was watching her with pride....
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Inside the Tamasino palace you can still hear the breaking voices, he was breaking everything that comes to his way any glass, any woods, everything he could reach was broken in a minute, it was such a shame that will follow him forever
women in Mafia world didn't value much, they are a mother or a sister or a wife or a girlfriend but in the end they are nothing but a hole to fuck every night or every time you want to.
You may treat them like shit that's your choice but you will have to protect them. no creature that has a soul apart from you have the right to treat them with disrespect if that happened then it's a great shame
You may hit your wife but if a man looked her way in a manner that you didn't like you will have to put him in a grave، no one disrespect your wife but you
That's the law and he is not anyone , he is Marcel the next don of the Tamasino family and he just lost his wife
She isn't dead, it's worse. she's alive, she's taken from him it's a great shame that he feels or that's how he wants to explain it to himself; because he can't explain the pain he feel in his chest, he can't explain the void he is feeling in his heart, he can't explain the anxiety he feel in his mind.
He just wants her back
He want her again in his house
He want to watch her sleeping in his bed, a little tiny body that almost stepping through the feminine world wrapped in a white silk dress spread all over his bed
He want to smell her coconut smell like hair again
He just want her beside him. His little obsession that he cannot understand yet. He remembered the moment they took her, the last look and then he broke another glass mirror
He pulled down the library he has in his office
He was destroying everything "why? why she didn't choose me? why she didn't pick me to defend her?"
But then another question was popping up! was he the suitable person to convince that old lady pimp to make her stay!!
what was he going to say l?
That she is his honor to protect!!!
Alll that matters now that she's gone now and he just feel empty and he will make someone pay for.
The door knock interrupted his thoughts and he roared
Marcel: I don't want anyone
"it's Michael" The voice replied
Marcel: come in
Michael came in, a 7 feet tall of muscles, boared shoulders, dust blonde hair almost falling over his eyes. His second in command, his right hand in the mafia.
He came inside and sit across handing him a glass of whiskey
Michael: what do you want to do?
Marcel didn't reply he was thinking what can he do???
There are rules that controls their world. Once you make a deal you have to stick to it even if your life is the price you will have to pay it.
They made a deal with that family knowing the dangerous of its rules the Valeria
Valeria family has no origins. They come from everywhere. they don't even know how they started they just know it existed, time to time they put a condition in a deal and in exchange of a favor they will take a member of your family. Someone who isn't fatal like second or third in command, not someone in charge.
They would take someone as good as their absence, he knew that and his grandfather knew that but they never thought that they will take his wife.
His grandfather!!!! finally find someone to blame, he drank the whiskey in a fast manner and broke the glass to the wall just beside Michael ear, he didn't Flint or flash or even move one inch.
He had trust in his don, he sat up and so is he beside him, going outside the office across the hall to the room of his grandfather.
He didn't knock the door، he just kick it open with his leg، he came inside find his grandfather on the sofa holding an album in his arms closed eye
Marcel with very timid rage voice:why ?
The grandfather opened his eyes looking to Michael it was a sign for him to leave and he did but he stayed outside the office closing the door.
He knew that his don, his friend, is a very dangerous person even to his grandfather he might commit a murder. He lost his wife!!!!!!
The grandfather: it was the deal
Marcel: but she is my wife you could have argued
The grandfather:no I couldn't it's the rules and you know it. We had to if you want to continue with the family
Marcel: but that's a shame that will follow me
The grandfather:no it won't. everyone knows the rules of the Valeria. Leave me now
Marcel didn't like how things are happening: so you would lay here crying over the past like a whipping woman
His grandfather looked angry to him, he dared to insult him, he stood up slowly. Walking slowly, he slapped him hard across his face, but Marcel didn't move. The grandfather continue his walk and opened the doors. Michael looked at them
The grandfather in an ordering tune: next week is your wedding with Laura... Be ready
He walked away hearing his grandson breaking his office and cursing, he must do this for the sake of his family. In his room the grandfather opened the album he have with him all along. Looking at the front picture...
Him
His wife
His lovely daughter (Celina) a beautiful copy of Cecilia....
