Mafia Monde✔

★Chapitre : Treize★

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When someone is born another dies. Yet, we celebrate our birthdays extravagantly, with boisterous rejoicing while others mourn their dead. We ignore the pain and hurt, our focus set on partying and having a good time.

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Nikolaos.

Ah! My birthday. The first day I drew breath from my mother's womb. A day of new begins. The day my enemies grieve about.
It's finally upon me. I found it ironic that the so called saviour of mankind was also born on this said date.

Christmas Day.

He saved lives, I gladly took them.

Everything starts at midnight. I celebrate my birth for the entire day. From 12:00 Am to 11:59 Pm.

Although living in Australia I wanted to go back home to my God-father's mansion back in France. All the Founding Fathers and their families attended my birthday each year.

Of course, they just wanted to know how my business was going. If my family are still loyal to me. They are all self-centered, full of pride, pretentious and selfish. But so am I.

It kills them on the inside to see me prosper.

Having Arden on my arm will be the icing on a very large fucked up cake. I have to wed soon or they will raise a verbal war about I, not being able to settle down. But I already desired a woman who knows what she wants and is able to take it.

A woman who is not easily thrown down. Who isn't a weakling. With the type of man I am, swallowing a girl's purity is and I would do it without remorse.

Arden out grew the woman in my head by a fucking mile and a half!

My office phone rings out "Hello," I answered kicking my feet up on my desk awaiting for the person on the other end.

"Son, Happy early birthday.When do you get in France?" My father's voice floats through my ear and I smile.

"Thank you father. We leave tonight, will be there by tomorrow morning," I inform. The man that raised me made me the leader I am today. Although not being my biological father, he is the personification of the word.

My mother left him as my legal guardian after she died. So I carry his last name. Vitcenzo.

The blood running through my veins isn't French.

"Good. Everything is already set up down here. Oh and Niko we will have a full house," That is code for don't fuck up your appearance.

We hang up not long after that. Shortly after Blue enters through my door. The girl never knocked.

"Blue what seems to be the matter?" She hardly comes in my office. Unless something is wrong or she was summoning me for a private meeting with the others.

"Its Arden, she is refusing to leave her mother here to attend your birthday party," Not going to happen. I need her by my side more than ever now. And Blue understood this.

"She has to be there. Bring her," I say to Blue and she nods leaving me to fetch my stubborn babe.

I understand that she didn't want to leave her sickly mother in case anything were to happen. But she has to meet my father and my birthday is the perfect cover up.