Billionaires In Rome

Cleanse me

" forgive me father, I have sinned gravely..."

That was the first time Silas had killed.
He felt dirty, disgusted...
He felt cold as if it was mid December, even his speech trembled...in fact, his whole body trembled.

The priest in the other side of the confession box was silent.
Just as protocol, he spoke what was written

" What is it my child?"

After a long pause Silas' young shaky voice said

" I have killed an innocent child"

The silent resumed.

Father Andrea knew that it was wrong, no matter how curious you were it was never allowed to peep to see who was on the other side.
Nor judge the person per his sins...
But,
He'd never mistake that voice anywhere. Not even in his sleep.

He peeped through the small hole and the mass of jet black curly hair that greeted his sight confirmed his guess

Silas,

Silas Luciano...

Silas Luciano was a sweet child.
His family wasn't... Not in the slightest.

Sergio Luciano was a cruel man, and so were the generations before him.
Being the current president of Devine made him richest man alive.

Devine was a multi billionaire wine company for more than one hundred and fifty years now. Ever since the 1870's, it was started by the Luciano's.
They owned plots and acres of land full of grapes and apples, at first only in Italy but now ... There was no to tell where they hadn't reached.

At first it was just passed down to male firstborn sons but as the generations grew bigger and sons too... The most competitive one won it didn't matter gender or position... Only the ruthless ones were handled down the company.

Growing up, all children in Luciano were narrated as a bed time story on how the great Devine came to be.

On how the great, great, great,great there's a lot of greats there, great grandfather Cielo Luciano made Devine from scratch.
His sweat, hard work... But never the blood.
Though as they grew up they learned just how much blood was shed...was still shed
And maybe, Devine wasn't that Devine after all.

What they learned though was Cielo Luciano was a religious guy. And everyone almost thought he would make it to priesthood. And that's the same way he raised his children , strict seminaries where they were flogged up and beaten ... To pulp sometimes.
he made sure that no-one in the Luciano would sway from the church

He had a reason.

So the Lucianos might seem like the best thing to happen to Italy, yes with all the monasteries, chapels seminaries and convents they had built. But that's just the image Cielo built for his generations to come

Ah! Who'd even point a finger at the sophisticated, religious, graceful rich Lucianos for the tons of blood they pour everyday. They were untouchable, invisible...out of reach.
Above the law.

Sergio Luciano wasn't any different.

The only way he had aced the president position of Devine wines was his ruthless personality... He outdid all his three brothers and twelve cousins. And now he wanted his son to take after him, most likely the first born...

Apollo Luciano,

Except that... He wasn't interested, he never was to begin with. Now at the age of sixteen he became more rebellious at the idea.
That leaving Sergio with the options of a cute two years old daughter who was to only be pampered and nothing else So that was definitely a No . And of his other two sons,