The Mafia Story (book one complete)

Chapter 1: Sweet Beginnings

Rumors about the mafia have been around for years hell decades even. So you might think we're dead, that we're gone, that we've just fucking disappeared but you'd be wrong so wrong you see we've just gotten better at hiding, better at dealing with our clients better at handling our product yeah we're not dead we're far from it we're just under new management.

My management Hi I'm Riley Giovinazzo and I'm the head of the biggest most powerful mafia in New York and just like my dad and his dad before him I'm tough as hell and don't take shit from anyone and I know what you’re thinking why isn't my older brother Danny the head of the mob well the story goes about five years after i was born and 12 years after my brother was born our mom couldn't handle being a mob wife anymore and my dad couldn't handle being a faithful husband anymore so they separated and my mom got custody of my brother and my dad got custody of me.

It was hard growing up seeing two different sides of the world you see when my brother and my mom moved out of my dad's house and they moved into a small beach house in long island and of course me and my dad stayed in our house but thanks to our lovely court system I had to go to my mom's house every other freaking weekend i don't know why i hated my mom she wasn't the one cheating or drinking or doing drugs i guess i hated her because she didn't stay or at least fight for her marriage or try to fight for me she always told me that she would always fight for him and would never leave and then she finds out he's cheating and then just takes my brother and leaves she just fucking leaves i thought she would come back at least for me.

But the one thing i did loved is going to the beach with my brother it was like we were in a whole different world just me and him, the water and the sand, hearing the waves hit the banks it was beautiful and peaceful i could see the water from the window in my room. It was so different then my dad's house my dad lived in the richest part of Manhattan all you saw there were big building and all you could hear was yelling cussing and horns blowing but i loved living with my dad it was just me and him and my uncle Charlie.

Now remember this is the Mafia so of course uncle Charlie isn't really my uncle you see he grew up with my dad Charlie's dad was working with my dad's dad helping him move some um product from one state to another state until Charlie was 21 then him and his dad started moving the product together until his dad passed away. So Charlie went from Charlie jr to uncle Charlie just like his dad and my dad became head of the mafia when his dad died.

i loved watching my dad do business with his clients of course it made my mom mad that he would take me to his business deals i would hear them fight on the phone all the time over it eventually my mom stopped caring about me going of course that was when my dad started paying her more money. what she said was more child support to keep her mouth shut about it. Glad to know I'm only worth dollar signs in my mom's eyes. anyway has time went on i became known has the daughter of the mafia one girl in the country you don't mess with and you shouldn't try. i had people in all corners of New York who were in the Mafia looking out for me nobody is going to come near me not even if they wanted too.

i started shooting guns when i was 8 my dad wanted me to know how to protect myself and how to handle a gun so between him and uncle Charlie i learned how to use a gun faster than any 8 year old should. by the time i was 10 i knew how to shoot and handle any gun out there. being a mafia bosses daughter i had to know how to walk the walk and talk the talk life was different with my dad i got to see the world through the eyes of the mafia.