Cries of His Heart (Italian Billionaire's Heart BWWM)

Chapter 15: She's Mine!

 Don Salvatore stepped into his house, the air thick with dread, his brothers' red eyes a testament to something far more sinister than he had ever expected. He instinctively reached out and hugged both of them close, and he could feel the tremble of their bodies in his embrace. Dante and Enzo said nothing, but their eyes welled up with tears. Don Salvatore rested his head on their shoulders and wept.

"They're gone." Dante said at last. "Mama and Papa. They're dead."

Don Salvatore felt the world crumble beneath him. He had always known that being the Don was dangerous, but he hadn't expected them to be killed. He couldn't help but wonder why now. Why had this happened? His heart ached for his brothers and for losing his parents, but he steeled himself and tried to think logically.

"Did you call Armando, Marcello, and Sofia?" he asked after a few moments of silence. "Yes," Dante said. "They'll be here soon."

Don Salvatore nodded and walked to the kitchen, his mind filled with questions and his heart heavy with grief. He brewed some coffee, every breath he took coming with a sorrowful sigh. The brothers sat in silence until there was a knock at the door. Armando, Marcello, and Sofia had arrived. Don Salvatore greeted them all with a tired nod and ushered them into the living room. Armando's face was as scarlet as a raging inferno, and Marcello's and Sofia's faces burned with the same hue. As they embraced one another, Don Salvatore still felt an ice-cold distrust towards them that ran deep in his veins. He begrudgingly allowed them to enter into his home - only because Armando and Marcello were their half-brothers.

"Make yourselves comfortable." he growled, "I'm going to take a shower. I'll get my chef to whip us up something to eat."

They nodded their heads quietly and walked into the living room, where the rest of his henchmen were waiting. Don Salvatore instructed the chef to fix them some food. As he reached the top of the stairs to his bedroom, Enzo and Dante eagerly panted behind him. Along with their cousin Rolando - the intimidating figure who served as Don Salvatore's right-hand man. His voice boomed loudly around the small room: "Guys, we need to keep a close watch on those motherfuckers! The only reason they're here is because we share a father with those two ass clowns!"

Enzo and Dante exchanged a knowing look as Don Salvatore continued to bark orders. They had been in his good graces for years, but they knew better than to underestimate him. Don Salvatore was a formidable opponent, and they respected him for it. Rolando spoke up, "Don Salvatore is right. We can't let those bastards get too comfortable here."

They could use this as an opportunity to plot against us." Enzo chimed in, "But what can we do? They're family."

Dante shrugged, "We just got to monitor them. Make sure they don't step out of line."

Don Salvatore after our parent's funeral we need to speak to us four. But in the meantime, add some more men on this house, and our business. We need to inform our lawyers of what's going on. As the group disbanded, Enzo pulled Dante aside. "Do you think they're really a threat? Our own family?"

Dante sighed, "We don't know for sure. But we can't take any chances. We need to do whatever it takes to protect ourselves and our business." As the group disbanded, Enzo pulled Dante aside. "Do you think they're really a threat? Our own family?" he said in a worried tone. Dante sighed, "We don't know for sure. But we can't take any chances. We need to do whatever it takes to protect ourselves and our business."

Enzo nodded in agreement before turning to Dante with a grim expression. "I just hope it doesn't come to that. They're still family, after all. It wouldn't be right to turn on them without cause." Dante placed a hand on Enzo's shoulder, giving him a reassuring squeeze. "I know, Enzo. But we have to think practically here. We built this business from nothing, and we can't let anyone destroy it. If it means having to act against our own family, then so be it. Our business comes first."