VISIT TO MILAN

3. [ Boom ]

27.11.23 🕷️
New York

Daisy POV
Namia and i couldn't stop laughing heartedly at the scene even the customers .

Namia snorted funnily. " oh my goodness we thought he was some huge, powerful man, not knowing that - "

I wiped away a tear from excess laughter. " this isn't momma's boy, it's wife's boy, look at the way she literally dragged his ears out "

My phone suddenly vibrated. " hold on, it's mom "

" Daisy, i just came back, where are you ?" Asked mom on the other end but i noticed it sounded slightly desperate.

" I'm with Namia okay, don't worry if you're feeling lonely and scared, i'll be there " I burst out laughing at Mom's words

I breathe out sharply taking my purse on the table. "She definitely needs someone to be by her side and hates talking about Dad and poor Mark whom i think she disowned "

" you know, same old, same old, she's gonna change or ignore the topic " i shrugged rolling my eyes inwardly.

Namia lips twitched into a sad pout. " well, you gotta keep asking her then and say hi for me"

I smacked my lips sending kisses ." and to your boyfriend and parents "

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She roughly hit the metal knife against the counter which i thought she'll get cut. "Daisy let me breathe for Pete's sake "

So I was choking her with questions ? Well choking sounds nasty but-

"I-I didn't disown mark, he chose to follow your dad to Italy. you were at college, not here right ? so how would you know ?" Mom defended as i saw the pained look in her glassy eyes.

I release a scoff . This sounded quite absurd considering the fact she doesn't call anyone or talk about them and now saying she didn't cut ties ? Can you just believe that ?

Mom sniffed walking away to her boiling pot.

Way to go daisy for making your mom cry through confronting questions .

I felt a huge frustration and anger at the pit of my stomach, wanting to explode as endless questions flooded my mind . I chose not to push it further.

" Goodnight " I said marching to my room with a huge frown smeared on my face.

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Vincenzo POV
The black Jeep arrived at the famous Italian hotel in Milan, Armani.

Jerry, our professional tracker and hacker performed his skill and here we are standing before a majestic building obviously screaming money from up to down, the lights and barriers and built up security guards environing.

I sucked in breath tucking my hands in my jackets "Matteo are they set ? "

"Bella, Lucas " Whispered Matteo tapping on the device plunged in his ear.

Mmh's was all i could hear .

" On track as the cleaners and janitor with Marina set to roll in our prey's dinner" Matteo licked his lips flirtatiously at a lady passing by. " you know she's the clan sluttiest slut "

I sigh in satisfaction walking back to the jeep. " i think you guys can take care of it, I'm leaving "

Seconds later that I entered my jeep , i reluctantly stepped out at a familiar figure with a stick rolled in between his pale pinkish lips and a smug smile plastered on his face.

"What the hell is Aldo doing here ?" I asked no one in particular. "Drago sent him to his death huh?"

My jaw tightened angrily at the sight of him by blowing off his skull but i try to rest my muscles and temper .

I smirked. " I've got better ways to end you with your partner in crime "

He removed his glasses with a mischievous smile not wide enough ." Vinegar "

He calls me that and why wouldn't i love it ?

When your enemy calls you "vinegar," it's almost as if they're acknowledging your power, in a twisted way recognizing that i have some dark, powerful qualities that makes me a formidable opponent.

It's almost a sign of respect, albeit a grudging and reluctant one.

" Vincenzo " Screamed Matteo cause he's the only one to call me by name .

I ignored him still staring at Aldo. "go check on Marina, you mustn't let him reach it"

His lips parted slightly about to say something but i interrupted. "Non ti preoccupare, corri!"

Translation : [ I'll be fine, hurry ]

Aldo is surely a coward, leaving mobsters to me and my well trained people ?

I'll kill them all .

I could feel the adrenaline coursing through my veins as I stared narrowly between his clan members.

I dodged the first blow coming at me and countered with a strike of my own, landing a glancing blow on his shoulder.

I knew I had to keep the pressure on, so I followed up with another flurry of attacks, forcing him to retreat.

I could see the fear in his eyes as we combat.

The air was filled with the sounds of grunts and metal clanging against metal.

The air was thick with tension, and the smell of sweat and blood, even on my members hung heavy in the air .

People were starting to gather, the frightened faces as i bet their fingers frantically tapping on 911 .

Others stood frozen, unable to move, as if their bodies had shut down in response to the violence they had witnessed.

I see Matteo probably dragging the Marina lady, her face dollled with make-up and visibly dressed up how Matteo described .

A slut.

"Let's go " I rushed hitting the gas pedal, the slam of doors resounding as the speedometer increased rapidly .

Matteo chuckled darkly. " Vin"

I rolled my arms swiftly knocking off the unknown into his death.

I carefully placed my eyes on the road breathing heavily. "Are they coming ?"

A head tucked out through my rear mirror screaming." Boss"

"There's a bomb " i hear faintly. " planted on the ground, boss is driving too fast "

Matteo panicked with a seized breath." You need to slow down, V "

I feel my heard swirling in confusion as i hear one more time fidgeting with the steering wheel.

" Luca, Slow down, Luca " i hear my mom drawling like pleas . " Luca, we have kids, stop this madness "

" there's a bo-

Boom .

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A/N : I would love to have a spider tattoo one day, i love them 😅
Rest in Peace Vincenzo . Do you think i should expand the action- fighting scenes ? What's Mrs Aurelio hiding ?