Dubious Virtue - A Mafia Love Story

In the Mafia, men always make the rules. But the rules are made on the backbone of female sacrifice.

Amara Tegano

I lost the lottery. I have been bequeathed to marry our stanch enemy. I am to move away from Toronto, the only place I've ever lived. The first time I get to travel, is for my own wedding. It's not like my life here has been great. But the hope to have a better life has now been extinguished.

I am set to marry someone who hates me. There is no concept of divorce in the mafia. The only way out is death itself. Perhaps that's a better fate but that's the coward's way out. Alas, I'm not a coward.

Rocco Calderone

When the mafia world is in peril. The six most prominent mafia heads came together to join hands. Marriage was the common thread to cement this collaboration.

Everyone knows the two big Italian families in the mafia hate each other the most. There is no lost blood between us. We, the Cosa Nostra are based in New York. The 'Ndrangheta are in Toronto. No one knows the origin of the conflict between our families. All we know is that it runs deep. We would go back to the old mafia ways and kill each other on the streets, if not for the police. Now however, we got to make peace. But all we can hope is for co-habitation.

In a few minutes, I am to marry the 'Ndrangheta bride. Sleep next to her knowing, she would rather kill me in my sleep. Have kids with her knowing the snake blood that runs through her veins. Who knows how ugly she looks; her father looks like a human toad. I have to consummate the marriage and cement this treaty. I am the first of the six grooms and the fate of the mafia on this continent, lies on my shoulders.