𝐂𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐁𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝𝐞𝐝: 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚

EP17

(Authors note: skip chapter if you don't like reading anything with gore. Other than that, happy reading! ⚠️I DO NOT CONDONE IN VIOLENCE EVERYTHING HERE IS FAKE‼️)

Alec's POV

Me and Don sat there in silence as we waited for my father to come back in. I was anxious and impatient by his walk out. "When the fuck is he coming back?" I stood up and looked at Don. "Just give him a moment lad...sit down..." Don says rather calmly. "I can't Don!! Everyone's life is on the line! Is he going to saying something or not?!". With that my father opens the door with liquor in his hands. He walked in and shuts the door behind him. He came into the living room with me and Don and sat back where he was earlier. Never did he make eye contact with either of us.

His head stooped low as he looked at the drink. He then smashed it to the floor causing it to shatter. Out comes a piece of paper so old it looks like it had mold on it. He sat back and began looking at it. I sat down watching over him. "How do you know he's alive..." my father says as he still looks at the paper. Confused I just answered his question. "He showed up to a gathering I was at..and Leo was there too...his father bombed the place...he told me and my boys to go but told Leo to stay....hours later Leo comes over here barely able to stand on his two feet with the help of guards...he told me everything his father told him....that he's disappointed in him for hunting after me...and that he will be after me and you now...and..." I put my head scared knowing that this monster knows Neveah now.

"What is it lad?" Don says. I looked up with tears in my eyes. "Even Neveah...". My father immediately looked my way. "How does he know her...?" he looked concerned while sitting up. "Neveah works under Leo's modeling company and that's how he knows her...because he was watching Leo's every move..." I looked at my father as he frowns. He lays back and sighs while looking at the paper again. "Now...will you tell me? We're in this mess because of what happened that night father...I am old enough to know now...what the fuck happened?" I said while I gritted my teeth trying not to cry more or look weak.

"Rocco...was one of my most trusted men..." he began as he continued looking at the paper. "Since I was leader, he got greedy with everything...wanted to kill everything...wanted to steal or take everything...wanted to FUCK everything..." he began looking my way. "We set up a trap that night to out him...because...he was upset that I wouldn't make him leader...he wasn't a very good leader like I said...he wanted to do everything that wasn't in OUR criteria...we don't KILL for fun we don't take we give and definitely don't CHEAT on our wives!...".

"I set up a trap that night, because he threatened to sell me out for the crimes that HE DID when he was with us... he was going to paint me as the criminal...ha! I'm already a bad guy...but I'm not him..." he sat up and began describing more details. "We brought him to that warehouse, thinking we would discuss him being leader...but he took many blows to the face that night..." he chuckled as he looked down at his hands. " I remember that he was un-recognizable at ALL that night...face all fucked up, his blood pooling around him..." his eyes darkened, reliving the memory.

"I wanted him to suffer, Alec...we used a blowtorch on his hands, the smell of burning flesh is something I'll never forget. He begged for mercy, but I had none to give. Finally, I-i put a bullet ...to his head right between his eyes. I watched the life drain from him, convinced he was dead..." my father explains as he stood up gesturing a gun with his hand as he looks down while pointing it. He sat down and looked at me. He hands me the piece of paper that he had and sat back. "I need a fucking drink...".

I looked at the note and saw Rocco was written at the bottom. I began reading the note:

Tommy,

If you're reading this, it means you found me. Betrayal is a double edged sword. I thought I could outrun my sins, but I was wrong. Know that I never intended things to go this far. I did what I had to do, but I paid the price. I hope one day you can understand, even if you never forgive. The past never stays buried. There are secrets you don't know, truths that's could change everything. If I survive this, I'll come for you, not out of hatred, but because our fates are intertwined in ways you can't imagine.

Sincerely Rocco~

I looked up at my father as he sips his whiskey. "What does this even mean? And how did you get this?" I asked looking back over the paper. "I got it around the time I thought I killed him...one of his boys gave it to me and told me to open it once I hear about him again...here you are telling me you saw him...and I opened it..." he sips his drink and sat up to pour more. "It also means...there are deeper secrets, Alec. Ones we need to uncover before Rocco does. We need to be ready for whatever comes next...this isn't just about survival anymore; it's about protecting everything and everyone we care about...". He finished pouring his whisky and sits back.

I got up and walked out of the house, I pull out my phone and call my assistant. She answers. "Set up a meeting with Leo's father...". "And that is sir?" She asked. "Rocco, Rocco Vinci...".

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