Chapter 2

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Damien's POV

''Boss This is all the information about Dario Montesinos.''

''Mm keep an eye on him and his every move.'' 

''yes boss''

''And give me all the information about all the employees.'' I said dismissing him.

What do we have here I said taking the file.


What are the cones of being a billionaire? Yeah, you got it. Traitors. Larking everywhere near you no one is trustable, but the good thing is betrayal is punished by death i almost chuckled at the thought. You must be wondering why I am finding pleasure in death, simply because i own the mafia. The Cosa Nostra. Meaning it is ours it belongs to us. 

It is involved in a broad spectrum of illegal activities such as killings, weaponry extortion, gambling and of course drug dealing but we do legal activities like having a company that deals with sales in order to cover up the real deal. huh!

I was raised and born in the Mafia. Life in the Mafia is not being woken up by your mother, go for walks in the park or even paint unicorns on your bedroom wall. It is a nightmare, but i did not choose to be born there. My father was the right-hand man of Don Mauro one of his trustable and loyal men. If you think you know the definition of ruthless without involving Don Mauro, then that is not the definition.

He was cruel and ruled in heartless and merciless ways. His rule was barbaric, no tyrannical. Since my father was his right-hand man, he grew as ruthless as him. Since Don Mauro's wife was not able to bare him an heir, i was declared as the next Don at the age of fifteen until i reach eighteen that was the time i would take full control of the Mafia world. You cannot imagine how proud my father was. My mother was saddened by the news because she knew the extend that my father could go just to prove to people how his son or himself is capable. And that is how it all started. Starvation, tortures, extreme fighting, abuse, just a small mistake worst would come. My mother defended me the outcome was the same. Physical abuse. He needed perfection, no he wanted and demanded perfection and i had to be perfect or else i would die in the hands of my father. 

At the age of sixteen i had already tortured people and killed some for my father.  To be a man in Don Mauro's eyes and my father's bad deeds were done. And i mean bad. Like rape. Rape was seen as normal. Women were raped and there was nothing done. It was called ''molding real men''. sick and disgusting creatures. At one time i earned a bullet, starved and tortured and almost died because i refused to be a perpetrator to women. Luckily my father could not be able to kill me because i was the next Don. At eighteen I had already gotten used to life and as people say, the apple does not fall far away from the tree. But some rules were dusted and done with, like rape. If one of my men is found guilty of such, God help us both.

Suddenly a knock disrupted my thoughts.

''what!''

''Hey man. Do not tell me you are going to get married, have kids and grow old in this office.''

''Tony I am not in the mood.!'' I said getting a little bit angry.

''I can see that.'' He said coolly. 

Silence.

''Why don't we go out in one of our strip clubs with the boys and have some fun Damien,'' Tony spoke again.

With the boys he meant, Leo, Joaquin, and Lars

''I said I am not in the mood!'' 

''It is just having fun. You know drinking, flirting come on Damien.'' He said whining like a kid.

I swear I will kill him one day.

''Fine, I.....''

''Okay, we will see you then at eight.'' He said cutting me off and leaving.  

I will never kill him. He is my cousin, and they are all my best friends, but I will never say that to their faces. They will never let me live. I sighed and continued with my work.  

After doing some paperwork and signing some contracts it was already five in the evening. I decided I needed a cold shower and then relax a little bit before going ''wild partying'' with the boys. 


I hope you enjoyed this chapter. I know I have dwelt a lot in the past, but I wanted you to know a little about Damien and his background.

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