The Mafia's Dog Turned Pretty

Jealous Dog

In a completely dark room whimpers of an already half dead man could be heard from the outer walls of the Red House.

"Please Dante, I only did what I was asked to do. Please let me go Dante." The man begged weakly, his voice barely heard by anyone.

"I should let you go." A voice said, the words followed by laughter and sounds of clapping.

"Didn't your superiors warned you not to ever get caught." The voice chuckled.

The light in the room was switched on revealing the owner of the voice, Dante Edoardo Giovanni of The Red House.

"I... i... please.. i..." The half dead man tried to beg for his life, but words couldn't be found. He could already see his soul leaving his body, of what use is his begging?

Dante wasn't the kind of man to have mercy on his prey. He wasn't the kind to render forgiveness.

Dante bends down in-front of the man having a lopsided grin on his lips, "Are you ready to give me the information I want." He asked drumming his finger on the chair, the half dead man is chained to.

"If... you... let me go.. I will give... give them to you." The man stutters. He knew Dante would never give him the freedom he seeks, but he was willing to take that route.

Dante chuckled standing up, he brings out his gun from the inner pocket of his suite and points it at the man's head.  "You have only two options, talk and die a quick death. Keep shut, and die a torturous, slow, painful death."

"I have a doctor who is ready to revive you as long as he can." Dante added.

The man gulped in fear, thinking of all the painful torture his body has been through. He shudders... "I will talk."

"I'm listening."

"Antonio." Dante called for his right hand man.

Antonio walks over to his boss/best friend bringing out his phone from the pocket of his trouser. He hits records, placing the phone at the level of the man's mouth.

"The Blue House sent me here, they wanted me to fish out information concerning your business with the England man."

"Is that all?" Dante asked.

"Yes." Once the man answered, Dante fired the shot.. the bullet from the gun piercing through the man's skull.

"Take care of him." Dante instructs the other men in the room placing his gun back in his inner suit pocket.

He walked out of the room with Antonio following closely behind.

"Ah, I can't wait to see my cookie. I missed my baby so much." Dante grimaced stepping into an elevator, Antonio follows.

"One would think the very feared Mafia Lord, DANTE EDOARDO GIOVANNI, heir to the Red House would never utter such words." Antonio laughs shaking his head sideways.

He pressed the button number one on the elevator then relaxed back on the walls of the elevator.

Dante laughs sharing in his friend amusement. DANTE EDOARDO GIOVANNI was and still is a name feared by the mafia underworld's kingpin and houses.

The mafia underworld is divided into five houses, The Blue house, The White House, The Blacks, The Green House and The Red House.

This are top mafia houses/families in the mafia world, others are irrelevant.

Dante's Ancestors had to fight, shed blood, sacrificed their love ones to be at the top of the mafia chain. And now Dante would do anything in his power to keep his family at that number one spot.