Call Me Yours

Chapter 11 - Vengeance (Dante)

Dante
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I sat beside my father, too many fucking monitors beeping beside him. The doctors said he might not make it. I couldn't think straight, I needed to find the bastard that did this so I could kill him myself. I took hold of my father's hand and promised him vengeance upon the people who had done this. I had to make him proud, I wasn't ready to lead the family yet, there were so many areas where I would never be able to replace my father or fill his space.

My mother had left me when I was just a child. My father had brought me up alone, I was born and raised to be a killer, prepped for this role since birth, but still, I didn't feel ready. I couldn't help the tears that rolled down my cheeks as I imagined my father dying here.
Back and forth between anger and sadness.
A nurse entered the room, checked something and then left silently. I leaned my head on the bed beside my father, needing his support more than anything right now.

My phone suddenly went off, I kissed my father's head before leaving the room to answer.

"Dante, come è lui? How is he?"

I had to stay silent for a moment to stop myself breaking down over the phone. Keep your fucking shit together Dante.

"Non bene. He's not good Nico, they fucking shot him 3 times. In his own fucking home. I want them dead, Nico. Non lasciarli andare via con questo."

"Si, boss. We will handle it."

"Is everything okay over there?"

This was the first time neither me or my father were overseeing the family, I'd left Nico in charge. Nico and I had grown up together, Nico's father, Stefano had been like a brother to my own father. They'd been close and Stefano was a huge part of the family's success. He was killed in a feud at a club in Italy many years ago, but Nico had filled his place and his loyalty to the family was unmatched, he was like a brother to me.

"Si. Just one thing though, Dante?"
"Yes?"
"Should I send the girl tonight?"
"No."

Truthfully I wasn't going to send her to see Alessandro tonight anyway, even if this shit hadn't happened. I was going to let her go, her whole debt didn't matter much to me anyway.

From when I saw her at the party that night I'd thought she was quite beautiful, but I didn't think she'd become this relevant in my life. I couldn't help but think of her, Nico had said it to me, I was treating her different, and I knew I was.

To tell the truth, I think I needed her out of my way, I could feel myself caring too much for her and I couldn't let that happen. She needed to be gone, though a part of me wanted to keep her around. I wouldn't let Alessandro have his way though, I hated that man more than I've ever hated anyone, and that was before he tried to kill my father. The rivalry between the families led far back to before I was even born.

But, after all this shit was over, I knew it was time to do something about the DeLuca's. I had to avenge my father, this disrespect couldn't be dealt with any other way than taking their own leader out.