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Rosario Costella is not only the most feared mob-boss in New York, but the slyest. He is in ultimate control all of the time and disapproves of anyone who goes against his morals. When he thinks he will get the item that will...
luxury /ˈləkSH(ə)rē/ n. the state of great comfort and extravagant living.
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He returned only twenty minutes later with 2 men dressed in black from head to toe. They had a chain linked to their wrists that also connected them both together. My eyes widened as I recognized the one on the left from when he grabbed my ankles before I ended up on the stage. I watched Rosario walk them out from the building, holding them both by the backs of their necks, walking them to this very car.
Scared, I immediately jumped out of the car. I knew I couldn't trust him. A hand grabbed my arm but with my other one, I elbowed the man in the face. Just as I was about to run, I felt a pair of strong hands lock around my waist and shove me into the shell of the car. My nails scraped against the hood as I felt someone's body press into mine.
"Where do you think you're going?" Rosario growled from behind me.
"Those are the guys who kidnapped me," I said timidly.
"I know."
"You know?" I inquired, twisting my body so that I was ripped out of his grasp. "You know that they kidnapped me and you are taking them still?"
"You think I bought them?" he asked, chuckling sarcastically. I just stared, waiting for an answer. "I would never buy those stronzi. They are only coming with us because I am going to end up using them for information and then killing them."
Although I was still standing, it felt like my entire body wanted to curl inside itself and hide because I was so damn scared. He just said he would kill them, right in front of me, so casually that it seemed like he was talking about his daily routine. I didn't know these men. I didn't know anyone. Yes, I was grateful that he wasn't buying them because he wanted them. But I was still upset because I didn't have my family anymore. Well my mother and Jayda - my only family now.
My mother would struggle without me. She hasn't even payed a cent for the bills. It's always been me doing everything, as if I was the parent. But she was my mom. I couldn't just leave her homeless and uncared for. Yes, I lost my dad and brother, but she lost the love of her life and her son. She knew what it was like to go through that type of loss and she was the only one I could talk to. Maybe it was selfish but I needed it, she needed it.
"Vai a metterli nel baule e portali in cantina nel club. Ti incontrerò lì," he told Matteo, the one I ended up elbowing in the face. {Translation : Go put them in the trunk and take them to the cellar in the club. I will meet you there.}
