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My car engine purred as I was driven down the road

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My car engine purred as I was driven down the road. After leaving the girl, I had business to attend to. Staying at my safehouse and begging a girl to do something seemed more like something Giovanni would do. I didn't have time to deal with her, nor did I want to.

I lifted my phone up to my ear after dialing Adriano's number.

"Saint," he answered.

"Meet me at my place. Twenty minutes," I ordered. Without another word, I hung up my phone.

When I was about to set my phone down, it notified me of another. I had to resist the urge to roll my eyes at the sight of who had been texting me. It was the woman who was guaranteed the position of my wife, Cecilia. She annoyed me. Then again, it's not hard for me to find anyone annoying. She may have been the daughter to a billionaire, but even that wasn't enough to make me want her. However, there will be a time when I would need someone. Mafioso's were more trusted with a wife. On the plus side, what better wife to have than a woman who was guaranteed an inheritance of millions? Not to mention, she's the governors daughter. I will not only have control of Chicago but the whole state of Illinois.

We needed to be more trusted. Our alliances were slimming. Not even my underboss, Adriano, had a woman. He lost his only a few of years ago. I never knew how he felt about it, and I never really cared. As long as it didn't allow him to show any weakness to our organization, I simply didn't care how he felt.

It didn't take Iong for the car to pull in front of my place. The roof practically reached the ceiling as the green of leaves, bushes, and trees littered the entire landscape. There was even a garden that I did nothing to care for. One thing I throughly enjoyed was water fountain perched in the center of the walkway. It provided everything I wasn't—peace, tranquility, and an endless cycle of change.

Adriano was already there. He was standing against my water-fountain with a cigar close to the corner of his lips. "Saint."

Nodding towards my front door, I walked past him and entered my home. Adriano was following behind me as we made our way to my bar.

"Beto told me about how things went with Lorenzo. He really didn't know anything about Viktor?" Adriano asked. I shook my head before grasping a glass and pouring myself a drink. It was a long day that was full of nothing. Lorenzo was supposed to be our key to finding Viktor and his father, yet we didn't have shit.

"I asked him about Viktor's whereabouts and I even threatened his family. To his last breath, he swore up and down that he didn't know where Viktor was," I informed him. My eyes studied Adriano's reaction as I brought the cool glass up to my lips. The strong smell of liquor infiltrated my nostrils. Tipping the drink back, I drank all of it and was pleased by the burning in my chest.

"You believed him?"

"My men were holding his wife with a gun to her head. Yeah, I believed him," I stated.

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