Dirty Little Secret - Not Edited

Two

Enzo Romano

"Feel it." - Michele Morrone

"The point of a shipment is to SHIP things! Fucking idiot." I slam my fist to the desk watching the punney little runt in front of me squirm. Just like my father to leave me to tidy up his fucking mess.

A shipment of containers containing 300,000kilos of cocaine has been 'lost in transit'. Not ours of course, it's the Spanish. But we still know about all the shit that goes on for every other Mafia, weather it be the Russian, Spanish, Irish; basically any of the Mafia's even the fucking Italians.

I'll admit, I adore Mario and Selena as if they where my own parents but there bitchy, seductress, stupid, fucking handful of a daughter? The thought alone of her makes me want to shoot her, then myself. I've known Myla since she was born basically. We had a great relationship right up until our last ever mission together.

We where both on a mission. Out fathers had made us work together, for the final time. She had taken down 12 men on her own which I won't lie that's impressive, not to mention she done it in 3 minutes...I didn't even think that was possible! I had taken down 10, I turned round and seen someone stand up, I thought it was one of the men so I shot, turns out it was her. I shot her right in the shoulder. And she's fucking lucky I only shot her shoulder because I was planning on torturing the guy for fun.  The bitch should be thanking me!

She was so pissed at me she turned back round and shot me in the shoulder. I felt like I deserved another shot, so I shot her other shoulder. Eventually we where tackling each other on the ground, we called in truce after we where separated by our fathers.

That same night, after getting home from the hospital one of the bitches I was fucking at the time phoned me. She was already at my house by the time I got there. Myla said she didn't care but I always thought she had feeling for me or something.

The truth was, I started having feeling fo her too. But then she went full scale bitch. Not that I give a fuck about her. After a few weeks we where talking again...I still didn't know what I had done wrong.

We where out at a club celebrating a mission we had just finished. She left to go get drinks and I walked away with some blonde slut. I fucked her but it wasn't anything to be talked about. I've had better.

I left the booth and couldn't find Myla, I asked security if they seen her and just at that moment she walked out of a booth. A guy was sat on the comfortable leather seats. She ran her thumb over her lips and smiled.

Needless to say she wasn't the only one who got fucked that night.

From then on we never spoke. Unless it was a mafia ball, weddings, or other shit that I didn't care about.

"Just hurry the fuck up and get me Narco on the phone. If he doesn't have something to do with this then I don't know where the fuck to go from here." I spat out as the newest recruit Jason scurried out of my office. I sat down on my fathers chair throwing my head back.

This was it, my life revolved around making sure other people's problems where solved now. My phone buzzed with a message from my brother on a group chat he insisted on making.

Mafia Gang 😈🔫

Matteo: Enzo your late
**9 minutes ago**

Matteo: Dads pissed
**9 minutes ago**

Matteo: are you dead?
**8 minutes ago**

Matteo: is that why your not answering?
**7 minutes ago**

Luca: Fuck off Matteo! Your girlfriend is giving you death stairs and so's my wife
**5 minutes ago**

Matteo: ask Luna if she's 🤰 she's getting a bit plump
**5 minutes ago**

Luca: she's not
**5 minutes ago**

Matteo: you never asked
**5 minutes ago**

Luca: we're at a family dinner! I'm not asking my wife if she's pregnant!
**4 minutes ago**

Matteo: fine, I'll ask
**4 minutes ago**

Luca: NOOOOOOOOOO
**4 minutes ago**

Matteo: I tried working it into the conversation but it didn't work
**now**

Luca: YOU THINK
**now**

Matteo: phone Enzo, at least if he's dead then we get a nice bag of money along with his death certificate 👀🫀🔫
**now**

Luca: your sick
**now**

Enzo: I'm on my way
**now**

Matteo: bit of a bitch move with the dry reply 😒
**now**

I roll my eyes shutting off my phone and putting it back in my pocket. I got in my Audi R8 and drove over to the Mendez house still fuming about the lost shipment. I arrive at the house and I'm automatically allowed through the gates. I give the security team a nod and abandon my car outside the front door.

I stormed through the front door, making it apparent that I was in no mood to be spoken to.

My father puffed on his cigar as he stood up to greet me from the dinning table. I looked round the room at everyone as I shook my fathers hand.

My brothers, their wife and girlfriend, Mario Romano - 2nd father to me really, Selena Romano - would protect her as if she where my own mother.

Then the bitch ass, pussy, seductive, fucking whore herself.

Myla.