Chapter 2 part 1

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A few hours later...

Matteo Romano

I woke up to the sound of gun shots and barking coming from bear. I got up and brought out my gun. I opened the walk in closet to see a bear in distress

"shh.." i open the kennel and calmed bear down so he could go back to sleep.

When he went back to sleep I heard my door slowly opening. I quickly got out of the closet and closed the closet door behind me softly.

I hid in the darkness so no one could see me.

Then I see 8 large men, not bigger than me ofc come into my room and started looking all over the place. One of the men looked familiar, Ezekiel. The leader of the American Mafia.

So the Americans are attacking us.

I put the silencer on my Pistol and started shoot all 6 of the men leaving only 2 Ezekiel and his right hand man.

They both back out of the room because they just saw 6 bodies drop.

I come out from the shadows and come out of the room. I shoot his right hand man 4 times. 2 in the legs 2 in the arms.

Ezekiel looked at me and a smirk appeared on his face.

" So your the big man's right hand man huh..?" His eyebrow cocked.

This stupid ass thinks im the right hand man, no stupid I am the big man. This dude is an idiot. But I'll go with this.

" you won't get away with this. " I shot him in the leg and in the arm.

The I felt a hard hit to the head. It felt like a brick. But then I heard my brother come out of his room. And shot the dude that was behind me.

Ezekiel ran off. And my brother and I chased them down the stairs. Where most of the American men were dead.

I leaned over and whispered to Antonio.

"bear is in my closet. Go back to your room. I don't want you to get killed. Protect mom." My brother looked at me as if I was crazy.

"go." My brothers eyes widened and he realized I was serious. He nodded "Come back to us.." he ran off to my room.

"no promises." And hopped over the railing to get downstairs faster and I killed off all the rest of the Americans.

But then a smoke bomb set off in the house.

Everyone was coughing and they retreated back into where the smoke wasn't at. Besides me.

I didn't leave the smoke. And then I felt a sharp pain in the back of my neck.

It was a tranquilizer.

I tried to fight it off and go into a different room but I failed and I blacked out.

But I may have blacked out, but I do remember a lot of faces.

Especially his, Ezekiel.

-Few hours later-

A few hours later. I woke up and I was in a cell. Chained up. I looked around and I realized that I was out for a long time. It had to be no more than 10 or maybe 11 o'clock.

I didn't scream. Nor shout. I just sat there and waited. When I looked around, I saw knives, hammers, burners, and electrical items.

These dudes are crazy.

Well, what can I say, I'm crazier than them. They're just the bare minimum.

I waited for what seems like forever and then HE came in.

" Well..your awake. Finally." Ezekiel looked at me from head to toe.

I could've sworn I saw him bite his bottom lip. Is this dude gay?

"Well. Boys! our little Italian has woken up. " Ezekiel shouted.

I cringed at his words. Our little Italian? He couldn't think of anything better than our little Italian?

I chuckled and scoffed.

" Ezekiel are you gay?" I blurted out.

I had to find out because it was funny.

He turned to me and his eyes widened " What the fuck?! No I'm not gay?! The hell is wrong with you?! Why aren't you scared? Do you know who the hell i am? Are you asking for a death wish? "

"Many things are wrong with me. There's no point in being scared of a wannabe bad boy mafia boss. Yes I know you are, pretty obvious. And no I'm not asking for a death wish, I saw you bite your lip when you came in and your calling me your little Italian. That's kinda gay to me." I watched his face turn red. Ooo he's angry.

He grabbed a knife slit my cheek.

I let out a soft grunt. I wouldn't really say it hurt, I guess you could say it stung?

Then I saw more men come in.

Well I'm about to get my ass beat.

They pulled out claw things that go on your knuckles.

They walked over to me and started beating me and kicking me. They cut my stomach and my face and legs.

I groaned and curled up when they were done.

" Are you going to talk now?" I heard Ezekiel say.

I rolled my eyes and scoffed.

"your dead. You and your men just wait. . He will come and he will kick your ass. Or maybe one of your men will betray you and let me free. And once that happens your dead."

Ezekiel chuckled and he thought I was bluffing. I looked at his men with a deadly stare.

I saw them all tense up and theirs eyes widen with fear. I think it clicked in their heads that I was the boss of the Italians. I'm not very sure. But their faces were so pink they were shitting themselves.

I looked back at Ezekiel.

"You really think your mafia boss will come to save you. Yet alone come rescue you? I mean no one knows what he looks like. He's a coward. " Ezekiel said.

I wasn't really phased because he's right, not about the coward part but about the not showing face. I don't show my face so he doesn't know what I look like. Well. Now he does but he thinks that I'm just his right hand man.

"But the thing is, my boss could be one of your guards and you don't know. He could be plotting to kill you as we speak because you attacked his home." I looked at him.

" plotting to kill me? Yea right." Ezekiel's tone got cocky.

I am plotting to kill You. As we speak.

Just wait and find out Ezekiel. I will take everything away from you. Starting with your mafia. I will take your most important value. Because I know you don't have any parents.

The last thing of your Parents are this mafia and they would and are ashamed of you as we speak. So I want you to keep that same energy because once I'm out of here. I am coming for you.

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