Love, Sex, Drama, and Cosa Nostra: A Short Love Story of a Criminal Mind

Love, Sex, Drama, and Cosa Nostra: A Love Story of a Criminal Mind.

The Gambino Family   

Blood was splattered all over my face. Well, this is usual for me. It’s like I’m just eating my favorite plate of spaghetti during a sunny day. There’s a dead body at my feet and another begging for mercy. How can I even think of forgiving them for they are more than murderers? What’s a greater sin than killing someone, you say? Maybe betraying your own kind that’s what it is! But you see there is always a soft spot for rough guys like me. I didn’t know that I’ll be cursed with a spell called Love.

        I woke up, and put up a coat and watch. Suddenly, I received a call from my Uncle Antonio. “Hey Fabio! The Godfather wants to see you this afternoon at his office, no questions asked. Go by yourself and unarmed. Leave your firearms at the entrance! Capisce?!” said Antonio. So I quickly uttered “Understood!” Damn! What’s the Godfather up to? When they say “the father is looking for you” it instantly tells you that you’re going to be DEAD! I quickly moved out of my apartment and headed out to his office in Napoli near the Ferrovie dello Stato. It’s clear that no one can give a “no” as an answer to the Godfather.

        I had a hard time sinking in the thought of going to the Godfather, which was requested by him. A quick shiver ran through my spine. I arrived early than expected. Uncle Antonio grabbed my hand and wishes me good luck. “Take out your hand... Well this will hurt a bit.” Shickk! He sliced out my palm with a knife and whispered to my ears. “Remember don’t you dare do anything stupid.” As a tradition, Promissio per sanguis et ensis, we hold a figurine of an angel with our bleeding palm to swear that we won’t break our promise. Blood is dripping on the floor of the hallway. Everyone is looking at me strangely as I entered the office…

        It was a dark place, full of blinders but there’s a candle lit on his desk. He turned around and raised his hand. As respect, I grabbed his hand gently and kissed his ring with glory. “You’re Leonardo’s kid right?” he spoke gently. I quickly replied “Yes!” Then there was silence inside the room. Then he told me a story. “We were friends once, before he died and we shared the same interest. He is my best friend back then.” I was surprised of course! The Godfather is friends with my father! Then my heart is at ease and dramatically put out a grin. He resumed “We promised with Promissio per sanguis et ensis that we will have our kids married. Well, I have a daughter her name is Leana...” Wait just a darn minute! Did I hear those words correctly? I’m going to be the son-in-law of the Godfather?!

        “I’ll arrange a meeting for you and my daughter to go to for maybe two to three months tops. Not all the places here in Italy are safe, and I think you know it too. Here, Cheers!” I laughed and took the cup of wine with a smile. He added, “Just wait for my call and get a decent haircut. I don’t want you hanging around my daughter without class.” I laughed and quietly got out of the office. I saw Uncle Antonio and Cousin Marco together and offered me a ride home.

        Soon as I got out of the car and bid them thanks, I quickly opened my door and went into the shower. There was still time to get a haircut and follow the old man’s advice. I started talking to myself on my way to our gang’s barbershop. “My first impression should be cool and firm! Yeah, that’s right! I’m going to put up a good guy impression. I don’t want any blood or violence in our conversation.” It took about an hour to have this haircut and it should be worth it. I planned to go to my Cousin Gino for a dating advice since I want this badly.

        Gino isn’t half bad he went to a bar and got 7 girls following her for 3 to 4 days. He sees himself as the Godfather of the ladies and it’s best to talk to him about the news. We decided to see my lady together and him as my wingman.