Never in a million years did Vincenzo Cassano thought he would be scammed, by a cab driver.
Why, just a few hours ago, he burned his fathers sworn enemy's vineyard and blew up his dim-witted brother's favourite car in Italy.
But now, he was sitting beside dogs shit, devoid of his Louis Vuitton designer bag, his money and....god damn his favourite Patek Phillipe wristwatch.
"You fuckers...wait till I catch you," he screamed.
He, Vincenzo Cassano, the most feared mafia member and the dreaded consigliere got drugged and scammed!!
Where did he do wrong?
1. Light but a salty meal in an aeroplane? Nope.
2. Did airport security drug him? Impossible.
Ahh, he drank water in that limousine. Maybe it was laced with sleeping pills
That mistake proved fatal and now he was stranded in the countryside without a phone or a dime.
"I am going to kill them."
He started walking towards a habitable place in hopes of asking someone's phone to make a call to Cho Young Woon. Thank God, he had a photographic memory and remembered Young-Woon's phone number otherwise what would his fate be?
After walking for some time, he reached an old petrol pump. There were no others on site. God, why was his luck so bad today?
Waiting for what seemed like an eternity he decided to walk further when a cherry red SUV caught his attention.
It was coming towards him!
He started waving his hands to stop the car.
The SUV stopped and a window rolled down.
"Yes?" asked the driver, a pretty woman in a pink dress.
"I.. I.. Can I use your phone?"
"Umm..." She hesitated a bit.
"I got robbed of my money and phone. That's why..." He told her.
"Okay, okay... I just don't have much charge left on my phone, that's why I hesitated. Here, make your call." She said, giving him a phone.
Vincenzo gratefully took it and dialled Young-Woon's number.
That damn asshole was not picking his phone up!
Vincenzo tried five more times and then BAM! the phone switched off.
He sheepishly handed back the phone to the lady and accepted his fate that day.
"Where are you going?" That lady asked him.
'What a melodic voice.'he thought.
"Umm...Iam going to Geumga plaza...!"
She narrowed her doe like eyes.
"Ohh...that's too far from here. Why don't you let me drop you to the nearest bus stop?"She said.
"Err...I don't have money for the bus fare..."
"It's okay. Get into my car."
Vincenzo thanked his stars and the rest of his journey went on without a single hitch.
'What an angel she is...' was his only thoughts that day.
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Vincenzo
FanficAn Italian mafia consigliere on an unexpected mission. Another person with a dark past intermingled with present. A woman who seems to be on their both sides. What's their story?