The Mafia's Possession

Heartless

Hey guys I'm working on this upcoming story I hope you like it it's called "The mafia's possessions " I know you might be thinking this title doesn't fit this story. Well I'm considering on changing it later on. Tell me what you think about this part of the story and later on we can discuss about the names. So until next time xoxo...

I'm known throughout the country for being one of Chicago's most famous mafia. No one would ever dare mess with me because they know what I'm cable of. I also have a solid reputation as one of the most prestigious business man in the city---a reputation I fear was always in jeopardy because of my ties with the Syndicate. Sometimes I consider myself living a double life. I can't help it, It runs in my bloodline my father is also a gang leader most of my family is in mafia. I am blessed with the ability to get rid of my targets within one second. I have one of the best gang members in the city.

My thoughts were interrupt by a knock on my door and I look up to see Ivy walking in. She is also apart of my gang she's the elite sniper. She was wearing a white lace dress which outline with her blonde hair, the dress fits her body perfectly. She not really my type I'm more into the brunettes.

" Don't tell me, you come here to f**k me, Ivy " I asked raising a eyebrow, she glared at me before saying her reason for being here.

" Don't get a head of yourself Adriano, I'm actually here to tell you your father is here to see you" with that she walked out of the office. What is Dave doing here and why does he need to see me. My thoughts was interrupted when Dave step in. He took a seat in front of me.

"I want you to do something for me" he said in a authorizing tone.

" And why would I do that " I said, narrowing my gaze on him. He looked at me with anger in his eyes.

" Because you owe me, you should be grateful, I didn't kill you before you were born "my eyes widen in shock those words sunk like a knife in my chest. Yes this mother fucker is my father, an asshole actually.

" What do you want me to do" my tone turned malicious. I tried my best to keep the facade of professionalism in place at all times, but that's all it was---a f**king' facade. Even though Dave may be my father and all...I can't say I enjoy seeing his face in my office. And one thing I hate the most is someone ordering me around. Adriano O'Brien takes orders from no one.

"There is someone I want you to take care of for me " he said. How dare this man come to my office and ask such thing from me. I show no sympathy for no one, I don't care if it is a child or not. I was about to tell Dave to take his offer and shove it. When he placed a photo on my desk of non other than detective Grayson. Just say this man is too nosey for his own good.

" I'll see what I can do " I said.

" You better not screw this up, don't think that because you're my son I'll let you off that easy " he said in a warning tone. With that he exit my office. As if I'm afraid of his threats. I look back at the photo in front of me. If my father want this man dead then there must be something behind it. I'm willing to find out what it is. This wouldn't be my first time killing a cop, been there done that.

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" tsk tsk. I never expect seeing you in a place like this " I said and Grayson turned around looking at me with fearful eyes as he watched me wiping off the point of my gun. I smiled at his reaction that's how everyone of my victims looked before I ended there pathetic life. This guy always pisses me off with the 'I see the goodness in people' crop that's just bullshit.

" Adriano " he said in shocked.

" I guess you still remember me, but it's a pity we didn't met under different circumstances " I said while pointing my gun at him. He still had the phone paste to his ears. I watched him as he reached for the gun in his waist. For a cop I was expecting a big challenge, but I guess this just make my job a lot easier. Before he could even take it out of his waist, I pulled the trigger shooting him in the leg causing him to fall to the ground, he wince in pain holding on to his leg. I love watching my victims suffers before finishing the job. I walked over to where he was laying on the ground.

" Please! don't do this, I have a daughter " he begs, as if I care if he has a daughter or not. I shot him three times in the chest. After a while he stopped breathing and his hands fall to the side with the phone.

" Dad are you there " said an angelic voice on the other line of the phone. If she's an angel then I'm the devil. I picked up the phone in my hands. I looked at the picture on the phone screen.
The girl have long black hair that flows down her shoulders. Her piercing gray eyes look so innocent and pure. This girl is just so f**king beautiful. She was wearing a tank top and short skirt, not sluty but enough to get my cock harden in my pants. I've never felt this desire for a woman before in my life.

" Honey! I hate to break it to you but your father is dead" I said and I could hear the girl broke down crying on the line of the phone repeating the word no. This is just so pathetic, I hate people that show weakness!

" You sick bastard, how can you be so heartless, you're going to f**king pay for what you did " she screamed. No one has ever dare speak to me in that manner. I'll like to see that day.

" No threats! I'm waiting for that day when you'll revenge your father's death, Bambino sto aspettando" 'baby I'm waiting' with that I ended the call. Dropping the the phone on the ground and step on it. I heard a noise, I looked up to see a surveillance camera, I aim straight for the center then pulled the trigger. I looked down on Grayson lifeless body on the ground. My job here is done

Why did you think Dave wanted Grayson dead?

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