Elysian Tragedy

Τρία-𝕿𝖍𝖗𝖊𝖊

Greece, Athens

The flight to Athens wasn't a long one, but it sure seemed this way. Being sandwiched between the Andreadis boys has something to do with it. I was exhausted but I was coming back tonight for our flight to Bulgaria, I couldn't be more excited.

Italy, Rome

Marco Giovanni De Vito POV

As the second in command, it was my duty to report to my eldest brother the slightest problem regarding our line of business. We were currently trying to go international, that meant that our profits would skyrocket, and we would be invincible. Our familia was known to be the most ruthless, from brothels, casinos, money laundering to drug trafficking and underground fights. Going international meant that we would have to gain control over governments around the globe, indirectly of course. Starting from the Balkans was key, since it is where we have a bigger impact on.

"Leonardo, Gesú Christo stop eating and clean up we have a meeting in 5 minutes" I spoke frustratedly to my younger brother. One thing my brother doesn't tolerate is sluggishness. Well that's a lie he doesn't tolerate many things.

Walking up to the doors I was preparing myself for Dario's wrath. Needless to say that I wasn't baring good news.

"Buongiorno Don" my brother merely grunted a response.

"Before we proceed with the meeting I would like to share some updates" I spoke timidly.

"Sputalo Marco non ho tutto il giorno"(Spit it out Marco I don't have all day)

"Scusa Don, L'espansione in Bulgaria non sta andando Bene" (Apologies Don, the expansion in Bulgaria isn't going well)

"Elaborate" he spoke gruffly

"We are owed money, once again, by Agafonov, around 1.5 million euros Don"

"Have the boys payed him visits?"

"Plenty but he wasn't in his home, we have an assassin group searching for him, but I am worried that it will appear as though we are weak on Slavic turf"

"Perhaps we should pay him a special visit, find out what he does, where he works. Have the jet prepared immediatamente"

Athens, Greece

Packing was always a struggle. I was going away for two months, how the hell was everything going to fit? As I continued packing Antonis bursted through the doors.

"Hey Bitch, I brought food"
I sighed dramatically, he knew my weakness for McDonald's, in fact it was my favorite thing in the entire world, god knows how much I used to consume before my diet.

"Antoni I can't eat that stuff" Despite the fact that he ate like crap, he worked out a lot and had a great body, he was extremely toned and even I was jealous of him.

'Nonsense twiggy eat up'

Truth is that I wasn't that thin, naturally I had a more curvy figure and I was constantly getting shit for it from my coach. I wasn't overweight, but not your usual figure skater either, anyway as long as I was sticking to my diet and daily workouts I was happy with myself.

"Eat up ass, I have to pack my flight is in 3 hours" I said.

"I can't believe you are leaving me" he put his hand in his heart "What am I going to tell the kids?" He was referring to our dogs, a small Pomeranian and a large pit bull, Rosa and Pit, he chose the names.

"I am going to miss your dramatics Antoni"

"What on earth are you going to do there, no boys, limited wifi, yucky food and early mornings, I would positively die"

"It's going to be fun , waking up at 5 really makes you more appreciative"

We continued talking while I packed, and soon enough it was time for us to head to the airport.

It was time for me to be royally embarrassed, my entire family was there to say their goodbyes. Thank god it was the same for every athlete, Greek Parents had a hard time leaving their kids, and the grandparents were even worse. My coach was aware of that so we arrived two hours before our flight, just to be sure.

Boarding the plane was surreal, this year was going to be different, for I wasn't just training for simple cups, and nationals, but Europeans, I was finally launching my career.

"Sleep everyone, after we land we have gym practice and ballet lessons, tomorrow we start at 5 am" said my coach icily.

After a 45 minute long flight we finally landed, the airport was buzzing, like a politician or a famous person had arrived, the lines were endless.

While the girls were drooling over these supposed celebrities, I payed no mind, I had to be focused.

'Look at this hottie, Jesus Christ'  spoke my incredibly thirsty friend Maria.

"If you wish to return home on the first flight back keep this up Maria" spoke my coach ever so threatening. 

That shut her up pretty quickly, I admit that even though she was my friend, I wondered why wasn't she more disciplined, Maria was the black sheep of the team, she possessed talent but that alone only got you so far.

The minute I stepped foot in our room , I went to bed, tomorrow was an early morning and the first ice practice, I was buzzing with excitement.

Marco POV

We had already gone to Agafonov's house but he was no where to be seen, we have currently kidnapped his brother in hopes of extracting information, regarding where we will find this figlio di' puttana.

My brother thought that it was best that we see to this inconvenience personally. We needed to show that no one can mess with the De Vito's and get away, otherwise our international plan was going to fail.

"I suppose you know who we are already" I said coldly

"You Italian scums think you can come to our turf and proclaim leadership, you are mistaken"

My brother went closer to the tied man.

"Do you have any idea who you're talking to" he uttered lowly, his eyes empty.

"Is there a diff-ARGH" his finger had been cut off.

"You better watch your mouth or say goodbye to your tongue next bastardo"

The man wouldn't stop screaming. As Dario went to slice the next finger of he yelled.

"I have an address! Please don't kill me I will tell you" he exclaimed.

"Speak"

"He is at the outskirts of the town close to a football court, there is a building called Slavia, you will find him there"

"How are we certain you aren't lying" Dario said secretly bringing out his gun.

"He imports cocaine there from his suppliers, he has it hidden, he would never leave the product"

"Grazie" Bang, a bullet through his skull.

"Prenditi cura del cadavere, partiamo domani per slavia alle 5"( take care of the corpse, we leave for Slavia tomorrow at 5 am)

"Sí Don"

Heyy😇 I hope you are doing well! I'm so excited things are about to go down,what are your thoughts on This chapter, and Dario? Comment your thoughts❤️ next chapter will be up in a few hours❤️