Mafia's Art [COMPLETED]

Kade & Jade

At 25 years

Adresano

I clipped the man's finger as I watch him scream in pain. Bringing me utter satisfaction.

"You wanna try answering me again?"

He breathes heavily, like the fucken dog he is. He slowly chuckles.

"F- FUCK YOU!" He shouts, spit escaping from his bloody lips.

I sigh and take off my gloves. Turning to look at him with an immense amount of fake pitty.

"You know, I really am the type of person who hates killing his own friends. It saddens me and when I do need to kill a friend, I do it quick. We're friends, aren't we?..."

Oh well. I exit the room and come back only a few seconds after, almost a whole minute. He looks at my hand and starts squirming uncomfortably in his chair. Wondering what is in my possession.

"W-what's in t-there?"
He stutters. Curiosity.

Called it!

"Oh you know, just another friend of mine. A really loyal, dangerous, venomous friend."

I say, as the "friend" starts to hiss in the bag.

"You wanna talk? No? Okay." a sigh leaves my lips and I start to open the bag. Just then, my phone rings.

Fuck! Whoever this person is, I'm gonna fucken kill 'em. I have an assistant for fucks sake. I hate direct calls.

"Who the fuck is this!" I seethed to the person on the other line. Only to receive silence, followed by a sigh and a laugh. No, a chuckle.
I know that chuckle.
*gasp*

"Mam-"

"Do you want me to take you back where you fucken came from? Coz I can fucken return you Adresano."
She starts scolding.
She called me Adresano.

"Mam-"

"Did you just fucken cuss at me boy? At your own mother Adresano, I will-"

"Son."
Another voice said. A deeper voice said. Dad's voice. Oh man, can this get worse.

I cleared my throat.
"Yes pappa."

"How is America?" he asked in his great Italian accented voice.

"America is just-"
I was cut of by the loud plea and screaming of the person tied to a chair. I look at him to find that my "friend" was somehow out of the bag and crawling towards his chair. Ready to bite him.

"Good it sounds?" the other line said.

"Y-yeah, good."

"Renzo, if you don't tell that fu-"
I heard silence again as my mother's voice didn't complete her sentence. My dad probably having something to do with it.

Called it.

As I could kind of hear kissy sounds from the phone. I promise the way they act, you would say they're still in the honeymoon phase. I cleared my throat. "Honey, be quiet please... For me?" I heard my dad whisper to her stopping her from scolding at me. Even now, it still works I tell ya.

They're actually kind of cute.

"Kade, your mamma... My wife... Called you so that she could tell you to come home this weekend. Your sister too, something about tua madre ti manca ragazzi." [your mom missing you guys.]

"Si padre."

"Well talk about how you answered your mother's call."

Just like that, he hung up. Fuck my life. I'm gonna die, my mamma is gonna shoot my ass and my dad is gonna chop my head off. I sigh and turn to walk out the door.

"Oh! Uhm, that's my snake Larry. Say hi and you guys can get to know each other. You'll be babysitting him for me, since you won't be telling me what I need to know."

__________________

Viviana

"I'm not the one who needs you here Mr. Spade, you need me. My mother made sure these companies can stand on their own for a very long time."

I say, to the old man sitting on the other side of my large table. He ain't fucking with me or this company. No one ever will, my mother made sure that I understood how strong women are. So no one can get to walk all over me. That woman, earned her throne and I'm gonna do the same.

"Look here uh... Vivian, the-"

"It's Viviana, with an 'a' at the end. Sono Italiano... Either way, call me by my last name Mr. Spade."
[I'm Italian.]

He scoffs and crosses his arms on his chest, like the little bitch he is.
"Well, it doesn't matter-"

"Yes it does. Ahh, Bianca."
I say, as I see my assistant walk in. Life saver.

"Please show Mr. Spade here, out of my office."

"Sì, il capo." [Yes boss]
She replies and grabs Mr. Spade by his shoulder. Causing him to glare between the two of us and stand up.

"We'll be seeing each other soon Viviana." He says, fixing his suit.

"I hope not, but if so... Bring a woman next time."

I lean against my chair and watch as the door comes to close. Man I love that Bianca. My father gave her to me. She was trained in his mafia, so she's kind of a bodyguard too.

Suddenly my phone rings... Mom!

"Mamma!" I say, with all the joy I can master.

"My Jadeyy... Ai, mi sei mancata."

"I missed you too mamma."

"I called your brother earlier and he said "who the fuck is this." To me!"

I gasp dramatically, a hand to my chest. "No!"

"Yes."

*gasp again.
"No!"

"Yes."

"How could he! To his mother!"

"Imagine, my own first son. It's okay though I'll whoop his ass later. Oh! By the way."

"Yes mother."

"I called to invite you over this weekend. I missed the two of you, I don't see you and your brother often now. I just miss him... And I miss you too." She starts getting a little emotional.

"Uh mom... Are you pregnant?"

"What? No! Why does everyone keep saying that, I just miss you guys. Do you really think your dad just fu-"

"Mom."

"Sorry honey, but your father and little brother miss you too. Please come."

"Okay mom."