The Mafia's Teacher

CHAPTER 16

*Lorenzo's POV*

It's now been a week since I have seen stacey. I understand how selfish I was keeping her against her will...but I just couldn't let go of her.

She's taking up my life...and I'm letting her. I can't open up, I can't be weak. I cannot let her be lead into this life either. She is too innocent.

I have spent the last week trying to track down one of my arch nemesis's gang. I don't get why little gangs think they can fuck with a whole ass Mafia, some of them are just dumb.

Anyway, the circus who are trying to kill us, their leader is called Darrion. He's a right knob, let's just say that.

Their main income is from drugs and firearms. MY FIREARMS MAY I ADD.

They sure do like stealing from the Mafia, and truth be told I don't know how it happens. That's what I need to find out.

Before my dad handed it over to me, he kept good care of the Mafia. Most people look at us like we are cold ruthless killing machines, well some of us are. But, he always made sure he looked after the families.

To an Italian, family is everything. My mother proved this fact when I was young. Darrion's dad, Ben, broke into the house when I was just eleven. My mum and I were the only ones who were at home. It used to be like that when my dad went out on missions.

He was looking for my father. And only my father. But of course he wasn't there, and he just HAD to take the second best. He shot my mother.

I watched this scene unfold from a wardrobe. She protected me, she was a shield.

"It's ok lil Enzo, I'm just going to see who's downstairs. I'm sure it's nothing. Just wait here until I get back, I love you."

And those were her last words. If I hadn't just of stepped out and grabbed a gun, my mother would still be here. I know she wouldn't of wanted me to blame myself, but how could I not?

I was a coward. Sure I was eleven, but most in the Mafia had their first kill by the age ten. I was always a coward.

My father came home a minute after the incident and shot Ben dead. I watched as he just collapsed in front of her lifeless body.

His walls broke, while I built mine up.

I could not let this happen to someone. That's why I put on a mask, I learnt how to snipe, to stab and to kill.

I was weak, a coward. Now I'm strong, I'm the devil. The king.

The Mafia king, and not to be messed with...darrion, you are in for a GODDAMN treat.

So far, he has been tracked to this area. He's around my age, but I know I will beat his ass. He did this to my mother, his family did it. And he likes to gloat about it.

When I find him, he will be begging for me to let him die.