the devil always wins

Marco

Alejandro POV:
Here's the thing about my brother. He's very head on when it comes to the business. If it's not the best then he doesn't want it. Sometimes I question why I'm the capo and not him. He would be way more driven about it then me. That's not to say I'm not devoted though. I just think he would be a better fit for it. However everyone knows the rule is that the first born son is the heir, and because I'm two years older it means I am. He's just turned 22 not that many weeks ago.

He's like second in command in the mafia so whenever I'm not able he is there. Willingly I might add. He has the permission to hold meetings without me but is always to inform me afterwards.

I haven't seen mio fratello smile in a long long time. It's because some girl broke his heart. I don't know why anyone would cheat on him. She was a whore. Sleeping with two guys at once whilst with my brother. He's a fine man, But the good looks run in the genes what can i say. He's not the best when it comes to opening up about his feelings but neither am I. He was also abused by father but no where near as bad as me. My father thought he wouldn't be a worthy second in command but he is the best partner I could ask for. Anyway, this stupid girl broke his poor little heart and now he has trust issues, bare it in mind that this was 3 years ago, but ever since he hasn't trusted any women besides our cousin Alessia and aunt Carmella. Those are the only women he trusts and he intends to keep it that way, claiming that women are a let down. I disagree and I know that deep down he wants to trust others but he's put up a protective barrier of his feelings.

He does care though. He cares deeply for his friends and all of us in the mafia. It's just me and him now we have to stick together. There is a big difference between us when it comes to protecting family. He gets into the verbal fights and I get into the physical ones. Sometimes getting a bit overwhelmed.

I'm certainly more charming and mannered then Marco, that goes without saying, but he still knows how to respect people, especially when people return the favour.

He dealt with mothers death in a way that wasn't the smartest. He went on a rampage and totally lost the plot. It took all my willpower not to attempt to kill him. He went round throwing accusations to the most innocent people and threatened bystanders here and there. It was a terrible sight to see. He went off the rails, I guess that was his way of coping but it wasn't ideal because the police were reporting dead and injured bodies at least twice a day for a whole two weeks. Then we got him back on track and he spent most of his time in his room locked away from reality. It took time for the both of us to get over the grieving period but we got there and the crime rate peaked.

Anyway, Marco is my right hand man and I don't know what I'd do without him by my side. He's the only intermediate family I have left. I have cousins, aunts, uncles but he's my brother my closest relative and I don't say it a lot buy I appreciate him so much.