Perfectly broken

Chapter 2

Dante's pov:

We have been in war with The Spanish mafia for years now. Antonio Perez, their capo, made it his goal to take me down. He tried with all he could to get rid of me and to get me killed. Several times, he caused problems in my territory, he even attempted, after I just took over my father, to get my men against me. But, at each time, he failed to reach his intentions.

How fool of him to think that I was so easily breakable? Since the day I became a don, all my men vowed respect to me. Everyone who goes against my word knows exactly what his punishment will be. So, no one has ever dared to make an enemy out of me and to keep his life under my mercy.

The problem is that this conflict is consuming our resources day after day. Fighting Antonio more is not a clever move. Plus, the Russians are being a pain in my ass. Recently, they having been causing us trouble. Last week, they have stolen out shipments that are worth millions of dollars which made me back out from an important deal that I have been preparing for months.

So, this war needs to come to an end as soon as possible. Of course, I am not intending to forget about all what Antonio did in the past. For the time being, I am going to pretend that I rising the white flag. But, once I solve my current problems and gain more power I will take my revenge from him. Now is just not the right time for it. My top priorities now are to deal with the Russians then will come the turn for the Spanish.

Stopping the war can never happen unless an agreement is reach between the two forces. Us, the Cosa nostra and the Spanish mafia family. For that purpose, this morning I made the first step and I delivered a message with one of my most trusted men to Antonio,informing him that I am eager to make an end to this war and that I have an offer to make. Fortunately, he was positive about my proposal. Though, he would be an idiot not to.

Now, I am in a hangar in Mexico waiting for him to show up. That's when Alexander my guard walks in. Stopping in front of me he announces: "Don, a woman and a man are entering the building."

"A woman?" I question him. Women don't usually interfere in mafia work. Even if they do they don't occupy important positions. Most of them are more than happy to spend their days shopping and to satisfy their husbands. "Are you sure?" I add.

"Yes sir. We did a background check on both of them based on their figures. They are Anastasia Perez, the daughter of Antonio Perez, and Matteo Galledo, one the Spanish mafia soldiers." He informs me in a professional tone.

Digging into my memory, I remember her. Actually, I heard of her countless of times. How have I forgotten about such a detail? Anastasia Perez is her father's right hand. She is responsible for the casinos, bars and some of the other dark parts of the business. She is even his heir. One day, she will take over him and she will hold all the power.

Some of my business associates, who dealt directly with her mentioned how good she is at what she does. They said that due to her the income of her family has tripled in just two fucking years. A number I couldn't myself reach.

But, the problem is why is Antonio sending his daughter with a damn soldier instead of coming here by his own ? I thought that for such an important matter he will honor me with his damn presence. He is obviously playing with me and he doesn't give a shit about this. He is mocking me openly. Does that bastard think that he is making a fool out of me? Worse, is he trying to gain some time and he is having a meeting behind my back with the Russians ?

At the simple thought of it, I can feel my blood boiling in my veins. I grip my fist hard. Anger starts consuming me. That's when I retire retrieve the small box from my jacket and I lit a cigarette. Inhaling deeply my cigarette, I calm down a little.