Forbidden Desires

Chapter 4

In his black Mercedes Benz, Leonardo sat impatiently waiting for his father’s orders while glaring at the opulent restaurant in front of him. “Leonardo… Do you copy? Over,” he said as he heard his father’s scratchy voice on the radio. “Roger that, boss!” He said it calmly. “What’s the proposal, Father?” he defied, putting out his cancer stick on the ashtray.

“Son, I want you to get out of the car and enter the restaurant. But before you get there, make sure you’re in a safe place where no one can see you.” He stepped out of the car and hid behind the shrubs. Leonardo grabbed a couple of pellets and stuffed them fully into his gun as he carried out his father’s instructions. In seventh heaven, he twinkled and eventually pulled the trigger on his fire rifle. “You’re mine, Gianna.” he hissed as he walked into the restaurant nonchalantly. He took out his two-way radio and placed it between his lips.

“Have you gone into the bar yet, son?” Rocco contested the equipment under investigation. “Yes, now what’s the plan?” Leonardo inquired, peering out at the thronging crowd.

“Find Gianna Fontana and stick to your guns. You know what to do,” he said at a high level. “Yes, Papa. As far as I can,” he stated emphatically over the device.

“Dante, Salvatore,” he said to his men. “If you spot Gianna Fontana, keep me updated.” He said this while confidently looking at each of them. “Yes, signore. We’ll get back to you as soon as possible.” Dante offered him a salute. “Good, let’s split up and go to different places. If you happen to see her, please let me know. This evening, we have her as our goal.” Leonardo addressed his men.

He strolled to the bar and sat next to a woman in her late thirties. “One martini, please,” he pleaded to the bartender. The man answered with a booming voice, “Coming right up!”

Leonardo locked his attention on his prey and sipped his gin with desperation. He was looking out into the throng, absorbed, when a gorgeous bimbo marched up to him with a smile between her lips. “Ciao,” she said elegantly as she scrutinised him from head to toe as if she were playing with him. He turned to her with a disgruntled expression and accidentally lit up his cigarette.

“Ciao,” he said, puffing smoke from his lips. “What is a handsome beau like you doing here by yourself?” she inquired, twirling a strand of hair with her finger. “Are you interested in money and sex? Because I’m always up for a good time,” she explained sensually.

“No, thank you; I’d rather have sex with a more considerate woman,” he started as he smoked his snipe.

He returned his gaze to the crowd and kept his eyes peeled for Gianna.

“So Leonardo, what do you do for a living?” She inquired, stirring her drink in her palms. “I work for the Mafia.” He said it matter-of-factly. “Oh, you’re like the mafia boss or something?” she questioned him while flirtatiously glancing at him. “Yes, I work for my father.” He admitted it as he cautiously sipped his drink. Rosetta snatched his drink from his grasp and perched on his lap. “You seem to be my type; do you have a girlfriend?” she inquired, gently tracing lines on his delicate lips with his fingers. “Would you like to be mine? If you let me touch your body, I can make your night unforgettable.” She smirked, kissing his neck and chewing his earlobe desirably.

The soft music in the background creates an intimate atmosphere. Leonardo looked around the room, hoping to see Gianna dancing on the dance floor. His eyes travelled slowly, scrutinising the dance floor for his target. On that particular occasion, he noticed Gianna on the dance floor with a man. He approached a woman and took her hand in his, ushering her to dance with him and leaving the bimbo alone at the bar.

“I love you, Luca,” she whispered as she cupped her hand on Luca’s cheek, beaming.

“I love you too, Cara Mia.” Luca said as they exchanged a deep, passionate kiss. They interrupted the kiss, and Gianna felt eyes on her. She turned around and noticed a man making eye contact with her. She ignored the man and returned her gaze to her partner. She kissed her suitor and returned her attention to him. He was excitedly kissing his lover on the lips. Gianna gave him the side-eye, and they began a staring contest.