The Mafia’s Forbidden Desire

ANTONIO

I was sick and tired of hearing that phrase over and over again. Carlo was my son, my blood and flesh, and it was my duty as his father to save him. I didn’t need to be thanked for merely performing my duties.

It was high time Rosalinda knew about the secret I had been hiding all this time. I didn’t know how to put it out to her; I don’t even know how she would take it. But she deserved to know the truth, and I needed to find a way to give it to her.

When Carlo called me ‘daddy’ earlier, the warmth that filled my heart was immeasurable. I wanted to be able to tell him that I was really his daddy,? and I planned to do that soon.

I had a lot of work to do, so I went to my office to get it done. But my work was cut short as soon as I started with a call from an unknown number.

“Who is this?” I said into the phone when I picked up.

“Figlio di puttana!” The person on the other end of the phone groaned, and I instantly knew who he was. I had been waiting for his call.

Sergio. Lorenzo’s father.

Just then, a knock sounded on the door, and it was pushed open almost immediately, with Marco appearing before me.

“I would kill you, Antonio. You killed my son.” Sergio continued, his pain palpable through his voice.

“Your son came at me and mine first.” I retorted firmly.

“I don’t care!” He groaned.

“We don’t have to do this, Don. More lives shouldn’t be lost.” I told him, in an attempt to stop the impending blood bath. “What do you want? Name your price. Let’s settle this amicably.”

“No amount of money can buy you your life. Wait for me. Live your life in fear. Because I will come for you. And I would kill you and everyone that stands in my way.”

He ended the call immediately. Rage surged within me, and I banged the desk violently with my fist.

“Fuck!” I groaned.

“Sergio?” Marco guessed, and I nodded in response.

“Boss, what you did-” Marco started, but I cut him off.

“Do not lecture me, Marco. I am not in the mood for that.” I groaned with rage. “I do not regret killing that son of a bitch. I would kill him over and over again if given another chance.”

He sighed. “I was going to say you did what you had to do. He deserved it.”

“Fine!” I groaned and leapt to my feet.

I paced the room back and forth, thinking of how to deal with the impending attack from Sergio. There was no doubt that he would come in full force, and we had to be prepared for him.

“Do you think we should attack first?” Marco suggested. “He won’t be expecting us, so let’s use the element of surprise to take him out.”

“No.” I replied firmly. “We’ll wait for him to come. And we’ll be fully ready for him. Get all the men available. We need every single one of them to be on standby 24/7.”

“Okay, boss.” He nodded.

It seemed like he had more to say and was reluctant, so I prodded him.

“What?” I asked.

He sighed. “About Enzo and Stefano.”Material © NôvelDrama.Org.

“What about them?” I quickly asked.

“They’ve been in prison for a while now.” He said.

I raised a brow. “And?”

He scratched the back of his neck. “I was thinking, maybe it’s time to get them released.”

My eyes narrowed. “Have you been in contact with them?”

“Yes.” He replied truthfully. “And they regret ever putting Rosalinda’s life in danger. They didn’t know how much she meant to you.”

“Okay.” I simply replied. I didn’t have time for that at the moment. I had more pressing issues to attend to.

I had totally forgotten about their existence. They should be thankful that they were only serving time in jail, because if Rosalinda had lost her life due to the accident they caused on that bridge, they would have been long gone as well.

“Boss, please.” Marco persisted.

I flicked my gaze at him, my brows furrowing. “We have more pressing issues. You know that. Stop disturbing me about them.”

“Please allow me to ensure their release. Besides, we need as many men as we can get. And they are both skilled.” He convinced.

I sighed. He was right. Stefano and Enzo were good, and they might be of help.

Blowing out a sharp breath, I agreed to his request. “Arrange their release. All our men should be on standby. Pass the message across.”

“Thank you, boss. I’ll do that right away.” He nodded at me before turning around and trudging out of the office.

Thoughts of Rosalinda and Carlo’s safety coursed through my mind. I couldn’t have them in the middle of the impending war. I needed to take them somewhere safe. perhaps a safe house.

Picking up my phone, I dialled Marco’s number in order to tell him to prepare a safe house for them. Including Camilla. But he wasn’t picking up.

So, I stood up and decided to go look for him myself and tell him.

As I walked out of my office, I saw Vito in the hallway. “Did you see where Marco went? He just left my office.”? I asked.

“I think he went to his room.” He told me.

I nodded in response as I walked past him and made my way to Marco’s room.

I didn’t bother to knock before pushing the door open. And as I slipped inside the room, I came to an abrupt halt, my brows furrowing furiously at the sight before me.

Camilla was in his room. Her hands were wrapped around his neck, and his hands were wrapped around her waist in a very sensual manner.

“Marco!” I growled as a wave of rage began to build up within me.

My sister and Marco? How on earth did I not ever suspect this?