Daughter of the Mafia's Consigliere

44

RICARDO

"I've found Rocco's new location already," I informed Enzo through the phone call while working on my laptop. We were both on voice call since he didn't follow me back home, he has to take care of something for my dad back at our syndicate.

"Really?"

"Yes, he is still in Italy, he is preparing to fly out very soon. We need to get hold of him before he flies out," I said and Enzo was hesitant in giving me a reply.

"Shouldn't we just leave it as a failed mission since our boss isn't really bothered about it? We've got so many other missions to take care of, boss is suggesting that we start attacking other smaller families. He thinks things would be easier since they aren't going to be expecting our invasion, the earlier the better." Enzo said and I was taken aback.

"But Capo Di Tutti season is still like weeks to come, it hasn't even been announced yet. We need to take care of Rocco, I'm sure he must have identified who tried to attack him the last time and he would surely want a comeback. We have to strike first before he does," I suggested and I heard him sigh.

"You shouldn't act on your own, you shouldn't get on your father's nerves often. If your father doesn't give orders for you to go after Rocco, then you should just let him be."

"If you are too scared to join me because of my dad, then it's okay, I'm not forcing you. I can handle him by myself after all, I was solely appointed to get rid of Rocco. So, stop trying to discourage me as far as I am doing the right thing. Father won't know about it except you spill it to him so it's better you keep shut, let him find out by hearing the news of Rocco's death."

"I will talk to you later, I have to take care of something right now." Enzo notified me and the call ended.

I ruffled my hair and let out a deep sigh, who says a failed mission can't be changed into a successful one? I was the one who went for Rocco so I'm sure he is going to come for me instead.

I checked the pictures that were secretly taken yesterday, the pictures were all about Rocco's movement. He is so secretive in his movements, I'm sure he is trying to make sure history doesn't repeat itself.

Well, I've got a lot of connections so I was able to get some pictures explaining how his movement went yesterday and his plans also. I don't need to get Kathy involved this time, I will handle everything myself. I got a message on my phone all of a sudden and the sender turned out to be Kathy. She has been sending me texts and even double texting once I don't reply to her texts.

I don't know why she has refused to accept the fact that I've been occupied with a lot of stuff and would call her once I need her.

I've been kind of losing interest in her these days, I don't even want to see her.

Maybe I need a new pussy, I'm tired of eating from one particular plate.

I sighed and decided to open her texts which had accumulated up to fifty already. What's even her problem? We are just fuckmates and she isn't supposed to call or text, I should be the one to do that. I've told her countless times but it seems she is beginning to get attached, it's high time she gets discarded.

The recent messages she sent were pictures of her pussy and also a video of her masturbating herself.

"Don't you miss this pussy?" That was the caption that was attached to all the photos and videos.

Surprisingly, I kept a straight face and just kept swiping the photos, I was not seduced or attracted to it. This is new, I get hardened anytime she sends nude pictures but it's different this time.

She suddenly began calling, I guess she must have noticed that I opened the texts but didn't say anything or even text back.

I decided to pick her call this time,

"Ricardo!" She called out, she sounded so drained and worried.

"What the heck is your problem? Why do you keep bombarding my phones with calls and texts? Don't you get it when someone doesn't reply to your calls or texts? It simply means that I'm too busy or you're not needed for the time being. When did you suddenly turn into a pest?!" I yelled at her and she suddenly burst into tears.

"Why are you doing this to me? Why are you treating me this way? Why are you ignoring me? Are you planning on abandoning or dumping me?" She cried out and I was dumbfounded.

Has she gone insane?

"What has gotten into you Kathy? Are you fucking crazy?"

"Yeah! You've made me go crazy, I thought you said she was never going to come in between. You both moved into a new mansion far away from the estate without even telling me. Have you finally tasted her and you found out that she is better?" Her cries got louder and I grew annoyed.

"Stop spilling bullshit! My personal life shouldn't be your business, we are just fuckmates with no strings attached. I should be the one to call or text you to let you know when you're needed, you're just my personal whore and nothing else. Whether I develop feelings or decide to give her a chance in my life shouldn't be your business even though that's never going to happen.

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It's obvious I've been too lenient on you and it's making you paint stupid ideas in your head. I hope you haven't forgotten that I'm your underboss?" I shouted at her and she just kept on crying. Gosh! This is madness.

"So everything we've shared means nothing? What happens to my feelings then?"

"Oh, you caught feelings already? This is crazy! Go deal with the feelings and if you keep acting like this, I would have to end everything, cut ties with you and send you back to the brothel where you belong." I threatened her.

"Are you doing this because of her? But you told me that your union with her is baseless and it means nothing so what are you saying? I am sure you're being like this because of her right? You know, I've foreseen this already, that's why I was very uncomfortable..."

I suddenly heard a very loud scream that made me sprang up on my feet, I immediately grabbed my gun and threw my phone aside.

That scream obviously sounds like Marianne, what is happening?

She screamed again and I rushed out of my room immediately.

I traced the voice and it led me to the kitchen.

My eyes widened when I saw a burning fire that was spreading badly.

I had to act fast immediately, I got a bowl of water but that wasn't enough so I had to use a fire extinguisher immediately.

The fire was completely put out and I sighed in relief.

I looked around the kitchen and noticed what started the fire, she was cooking and I guess it got burnt or something.

She was at the corner of the kitchen trying to nurse the burns she got. I sent her a deadly glare that instant. As if stressing me wasn't enough, she still wants to burn down my house!

"What happened?" I asked calmly even though I was trying to control my anger.

I didn't want to pour out my anger because once I lose my control, I might just start the fire again and throw her in.

"I... I'm... sorry, I was..." She stammered and suddenly winced in pain, I guess her finger got burnt.

"Were you planning on razing down my house with fire?!" I screamed madly at her and she flinched.

I closed up the space between us and kept glaring daggers at her, she was obviously shaken already. So she can be this mute?

"What exactly is your problem? The most annoying part of it all was that you weren't putting any effort on quenching the fire? You kept screaming and moving in circles, you couldn't even call for help! So what if you were the only one at home? What would you have done?

The more I think about it, the more I lose my temper. Are you this dumb? The only thing you can boast of doing perfectly is running your mouth, you can't even cook as a lady. You're more than useless!" I vented my anger on her and she kept her head down.

"I'm sorry," I suddenly heard her tiny voice and she suddenly burst into tears, making me stunned. Wait, is she crying?

"It hurts so much," She kept crying loudly and my anger disappeared immediately.

My eyes fell on her finger and I noticed how reddish and swollen it was, the fingers were even shaking on their own which means it must hurt a lot.

I didn't know how I softened and then I began to have pity on her, seeing tears trickling down her cheeks made me begin to wrestle with my own conscience. Holy shit! This isn't happening!

I didn't say a word and just walked out that instant, I rushed to my room and shut my door.

Did I just pity that moron? I never believed she was going to cry because she was always busy acting tough and defiant.

What am I even saying? She is a female after all and they are naturally weak no matter how mean or tough they are.

The burns on her fingers look so bad, it must hurt a lot.

Wait, did I just worry about her?

I was so restless and couldn't concentrate on what I was doing, so I ended up grabbing a first aid box and rushing back to the kitchen.