Caspian was held tightly through the journey and when they alighted, a chopper was before them and he followed the men into the chopper.
The next destination was a mansion and he stood in awe as he was ushered into the sprawling mansion after the exhilarating chopper ride. Me? An owner of a conglomerate? He asked himself.It was the largest and grandest mansion he had ever laid eyes upon. As he glanced at the fleet of luxurious cars parked in the garage, he could tell that they were worth a fortune and a sale of one would change his life forever.Walking alongside him were several men, impeccably dressed in black suits. Each sporting an earpiece while some stood at attention with their hands crossed over their groins.The sight of these well-groomed, earpiece-wearing individuals only added to the air of mystery surrounding the place and Caspian leaned towards the man closest to him and asked, "What is this place?"The man glanced at Caspian and replied, "This is DiMarco's stronghold, where you will lead."Perplexed, Caspian furrowed his brow. "Lead? I highly doubt that," he retorted, shaking his head in disbelief.Entering the mansion, Caspian found himself surrounded by sleek and stylish interior decor, unmistakably imported and of premium quality.The ambience exuded an air of sophistication and power. Just as Caspian began to take in his surroundings, a female medic approached him."Mr DiMarco," she said in a soothing voice. "I am Doctor Monica Lewinsky, I'll treat your wounds and clean you up."She was a pretty woman with a petite body. Due to her height, she lifted her head as she spoke to Caspian.Caspian followed her as well as the team that brought him. He took his bath and then settled onto a bed, wearing only his boxers and a furrowed expression on his face.The leader of the crew that had brought him there stood beside him. "Baron," he addressed Caspian, his voice filled with respect. "My name is Andreas Motta. I am the captain of the mob. I'll be your mouth to the mobs and they will do whatever you asked of them, through me."Caspian looked at Andreas, his expression sceptical. "Don't call me Baron. You took me against my will and expected me to be a part of your enterprise? No way!" Caspian's tone was firm, emphasizing his refusal to conform to their expectations. "I am only here because you have guns and can hurt me. I know nothing about this household and the names you gave as my father and my grandfather!”Andreas let out a sigh and spoke, "Sir, I understand that you need more persuasion and I cannot give it. But there is something that will shed more light," Andreas said and then waved to one of the guards standing in the medical room. "Bring me the tape."Caspian watched with curiosity as a tape was handed to Andreas and then was shown to him."In this tape is a locked film that would only be unlocked by your fingerprints. This is another proof that you are meant to be here. Your DNA is the only thing that is required to drive this household forward," Andreas explained."My DNA? Could this be true? Is this really planned?" he asked himself.Andreas tried his fingers on the censor and nothing happened. "Your turn, Baron," he said and brought the tape to Caspian."Don't call me Baron!" he said in a harsh tone and Andreas nodded.Caspian hesitated and then placed his thumb on the censor. After he removed his hand, a clicking sound happened."See? That's proof," Andreas said.With a slight grin, Andreas inserted the tap into the player and pressed the play button. In the respite that followed, a scene unfolded before Caspian's eyes.It revealed the figure of GrandBaron Mathues DiMarco, Caspian's grandfather, on the television screen. He was seated on a chair. Beside him was Andreas Motta, the other suited man who handed Andreas the tape, and a lady as well.The room fell silent as everyone listened intently to the message he had left for Caspian as well as the household."Hello all, and my dear Caspian," the aged voice of his grandfather resonated through the room, "I hope this message finds you well. Most especially, my grandson, for there are important things I must share with you."Caspian fixed his eyes on the screen, noting that the faces on the screen were all around him in the room. This seemed true."If you're seeing this, it means that I am dead and you have been found. You should be surrounded by families at the moment and I'll give some insight. If he isn't dead, Andreas Motta is the long-haired guy, and the two lads behind him are twins, Riqui and Raquel Desjardins. All of which are your cousins."Caspian looked around at the faces. He wasn't expecting any future collaboration but these were families, and he had the same grudges as he had for his grandfather if this were all true. How could he have emerged from this household and yet, lived so poor?"Doctor Monica Lewinsky might be there as well. That is if you were found with injuries and need any medical care. Caspian, if there is any other face in the room, you are not safe and you will join me soon," he said.Andreas smiled.Grandfather DiMarco continued, recounting the tragic story of Caspian's father, Sean, and his mother, who had been killed by the Yaaz Canopy when Caspian was only three years old.It was then that the truth was revealed - Caspian's estrangement from the household was a measure taken to ensure his safety. "To keep you safe, you had to remain far away, disconnected from the household," his grandfather explained, "Nobody would suspect that a struggling and jobless man in the outskirts of Burry had any connection to the great DiMarco family. We made you believe you were an orphan to protect you."The weight of the revelation hung heavy in the air as Caspian absorbed the truth. He knew he had a history with a wealthy family, but had no idea what it was. He thought it was his foster parents, or it was a dream – but now, before him was a revelation.The nurse beside him continued her diligent work of cleaning and bandaging his cuts, Caspian feeling slight pain, acknowledging that her soft tone was just like her soft hands."Lead the household, Caspian. If you don't, they will die and the family treasures will rot away. Every true DiMarco has the spirit. You have it in you and you'll feel the aura when you get to the office. Avenge your father and your mother, live to fight, don't die in fear," he charged.Caspian began to wonder, but the thoughts weren't as deep as he had vowed from the beginning not to be involved in it, no matter how true it seemed.He wondered why he should take revenge. "Why didn't you?" he asked himself. His father, Sean DiMarco died when he was three. Now he was thirty-three. The grandfather had thirty years to do it and he's telling him to do it now?"I am wandering the otherworld. I don't have rest and I won't until you avenge your parent's death and return the order of the DiMarco - No one kills our own and lives. But I have faith in you, and I will hope for your presence in the household. Andreas will lead the army under your command. Riqui and Raquel know the business connects and brokers, they will take care of it under your command. With the three, the hot and smooth deals of DiMarco will thrive. DiMarco; forever!" he said and landed his fist on his chest, in the place of his heart.Andreas, Doctor Lewinsky, Riqui, and Raquel did the same.The video ended and Andreas spoke, "Baron, please lead us," he said, bowing before him along with the others in the room.Caspian said nothing. The reality dawned on him, the truth was revealed. He was kept away to be alive, and now, he was expected to regain all that he had lost. But as a mafia boss, no!"No! I cannot be a part of this," he said."There's another tape, Baron, one that tells of the family's treasure. I'll play it now," Andreas said and the tape was brought to Caspian who placed his finger on the censor as before.The scene depicted a group of individuals, dressed in similar attire to Andreas's crew, engaging in high-stakes negotiations, exchanging words that carried weight and power within the criminal underworld.Among them was Grand Boss Matheus DiMarco, Caspian's grandfather. After the negotiations, he proceeded into his office and opened a briefcase which contained raw nuggets of gold.Another scene unfolded and it revealed the deposit of the nuggets into a vault where there were numerous nuggets."DiMarco stores her wealth in gold. This," Andreas said, gesturing towards the screen, "is the life you can have, Baron. It is also a life that we can have as well, under your leadership. We need you to access the wealth of DiMarco, to control it. You possess skills and qualities we need, and within this organization, we will go through it all with you."Overwhelmed, Caspian stood to his feet and let out a weary sigh. "So, this is a mafia household, isn't it? It is not just a conglomerate," he asked, seeking confirmation from Andreas.With a solemn nod, Andreas acknowledged the truth. However, he refused to let Caspian walk away by standing in his path. "Baron, if you order me to step away, I will. But we need you to lead the household, only you.""Andreas, you are a cousin, a true blood," Caspian asserted, "You too can lead.""Baron," Riqui called and stepped in. "By true blood, we mean a direct link from the GrandBaron. Not cousins or any other. You are the only one and the dais is meant for you."Caspian shook his head adamantly, feeling the weight of his newly discovered heritage. "I cannot be involved in this," he declared again."Please, sir," a soft voice came and it was Raquel. She pleaded through her tears, "Only a true bloodline descendant like you can access the DiMarco family vault. If we do not have you within three days, we will run out of supplies, we won't be able to access the arsenal and fund our outposts. Also, news of the boss's death will be revealed, and we will be under attack. We need you." Her words struck Caspian deep in his heart.His mind racing, Caspian needed time to consider his decision. "Give me time to think about it," he finally replied, his voice tinged with uncertainty.He motioned for Andreas to accompany him as he walked out of the medical room. "Take me back to Wallows Square, I have something to attend to," Caspian instructed, his mind filled with countless questions and conflicting emotions.As they made their way toward their destination, the weight of his family's history and impending responsibility weighed heavily on Caspian's shoulders.He was called to be a mafia boss, to live and lead a life of conflict. However, twenty million dollars was waiting somewhere, with which he need not carry a weapon nor lead a gang."Who cares about the household? I'll get my money, get Sonya and get the fuck out of this country," he said silently to himself.In the charming town of Wallows Square, Andreas handed Caspian a substantial amount of cash. "Stay safe, Baron.""Don't call me Baron," Caspian said again and Andreas nodded. The sound of the Baron tag felt heavy on him and he would surely avert it if his plans worked. With a confident nod, Andreas swiftly drove away, leaving Caspian to his next move.Within the confines of the car, Andreas addressed Riqui who accompanied him. "Initiate the location tracker in his suit and ensure you stay on him," he commanded, his tone resolute. Riqui immediately changed inconspicuously into baggy jeans and a shirt to shield his identity. He promptly stepped out of the vehicle, ready to execute the orders given to him.Meanwhile, Caspian hailed a passing cab after he looked here and there. He knew that he might be followed. He instructed the driver to head to the illustrious Albert Mansion.As the majestic gates of the mansion loomed before him, Caspian felt a surge of hope. The same twenty million
Caspian stood in front of his preserved grandfather's lifeless mummified body and felt a surge of emotions overwhelm him. He could see why he was kept away, it was to be kept safe and somehow he was thankful for that. “I could have been dead,” he thought.Standing before the lifeless body and preparing the burial meant one thing – he had accepted to lead the household, to become the Baron. He wasn't forced into it, he wasn't tricked into it; he had reasons to take the power and wealth that being a Baron had to offer and it was mainly because of his daughter, and to cook vengeance for his enemies as well. Andreas, his loyal right-hand man and cousin stood silently beside him with a map. Caspian took one deep breath before turning to face Andreas."Prepare the burial," Caspian said. "We can't, Baron. I am sorry," Andreas answered. "Why?" Caspian asked. "You have to be announced as the new Baron before we bury the GrandBaron. That's the mode," Andreas answered. "What do I need to
The next morning, Caspian awoke with tired eyes. He had barely slept, waiting for morning to come so he could get on his vengeance scheme. It was his first day as the Baron of the DiMarco gang and he could feel the weight of the day bearing down upon him.He hit a buzzer beside his bed and in the respite that followed, a gentle knock resonated through the room.Caspian wondered if Andress was waiting for the buzzer as he walked towards the door. He was amazed to see him dressed up already. "Good morning, baron," Andreas greeted, his steady voice breaking the silence. "It's time for your medical checkup."Caspian contemplated for a moment, his mind already racing with thoughts of revenge. He believed that this checkup was an unnecessary delay, an obstacle to his desires.However, Andreas insisted, emphasizing the importance of ensuring Caspian's well-being before he embarked on his dangerous path.Just as Caspian was about to voice his objections, another figure appeared by Andreas'
Inside the lavish Albert mansion, Andreas, Riqui, and Raquel followed the grand marble staircase, their footsteps echoing through the opulent hallway.They were led by a butler to a set of intricately carved double doors, which swung open to reveal a spacious office adorned with antique furniture and rich tapestries.As they entered, Andreas stepped forward confidently, his voice resonating with authority. "Greetings, Don Albert," he said, extending his hand. "I am Andreas, the trusted mouth of the Baron of the DiMarco Empire. Allow me to introduce my companions - Riqui and Raquel, official heads of the household."Don Albert furrowed his brow and greeted them with a slight nod. He surely had heard about the DiMarco empire as a force to reckon with and with the chance coming to him, it was hard to say no. "Welcome," he responded, motioning for them to take a seat in the plush armchairs under the palm tree, all positioned before his large mahogany desk. "I have heard of the DiMarco Em
Caspian sat in the back of the van, holding his daughter close to him. Sonya sat on his lap as he checked her over, feeling a flood of emotions wash over him. He couldn't believe that she was finally back in his arms after all this time.Earlier, he saw his daughter being stolen, then at gunpoint with her life threatened and he knew what it meant to have something stripped from a man. But now, in his hands, he knew what it meant to have power.As they drove out of Wallows Square to Burry, and then towards the DiMarco Empire in Burry, Caspian couldn't help but feel nervous.He had questions within and without. He had doubts and he wanted answers. Would his daughter remember him or know who he was? Would she even want to be with him? Will hebe able to keep her as his daughter and would he be able to be a father unto her?He took a deep breath, trying to push aside his doubts and fears.Finally, they arrived at the mansion and Caspian got out of the van, holding his daughter by the ha
Caspian slept peacefully all through the night with his daughter nestled comfortably on his chest. Even in the middle of the night, when Sonya needed to use the bathroom, Caspian roused himself from his slumber to assist her. He checked on her, making sure she was safe and content before returning to bed. Still, he could tell that he had a night. She was the first thing he checked when he awoke in the morning. The feeling of having his daughter next to him was a fulfillment he knew he might never achieve without the help of the DiMarco empire and he was determined to pay it back. The sun had risen by the time Caspian finished his bath and made his way to the dining area where Sonya was already seated, her face lighting up as she caught sight of her father. “Good morning, sweetheart,” he said and the little girl replied with a grin. As they enjoyed their meal together, Andreas Motta entered the room and bowed respectfully. "Andreas," Caspian greeted him with a warm smile.
“We should sit,” Caspian turned and walked down the hallway where there was a setting of chairs and tables. As he went, he reviewed her face and realized that even her teeth were golden, no wonder she was so obsessed with having more gold.Caspian drew a chair for her and she sat.“A mafia boss, and a gentleman, I see,” she said and Caspian smiled as he walked to the other end of the chair and sat before her.Duchess Dillion leaned back in her chair, her eyes fixed on Caspian. The room was filled with an air of uncertainty as he grappled with his doubts. Finally, unable to ignore them any longer, he gathered himself and broke the silence."Duchess Dillon, I must admit, I have my doubts about this Tomb of Gold," Caspian said, his voice filled with hesitancy.“Baron, doubts are only natural. But trust me when I say that the tomb of Gold is real, and it holds untold riches,” Duchess Dillion answered.Caspian's face remained unconvinced. "But how did you even come to know about it? It a
When Monica came in, she lowered her head and muttered, “Baron, you called for me.”“Yes, I did,” Caspian said and stood from where he stood and walked close to her. Then he checked the door to be sure that no one was there to listen and he returned to the table, sat on it and then turned to face Monica. “I want to talk to you about something.”“What is that, Baron?” Monica asked.“About this household. With the time that you have spent here, what can you say about the safety and danger that comes with it?” Caspian asked.Monica hesitated for a moment before responding, "I've seen things in that household, things you wouldn't believe. The power and control they have, it's terrifying. But at the same time, there's a sense of loyalty and family that runs deep within them. It's a twisted world, and this is all that comes with it but it's all they've ever known."Caspian nodded, a pensive expression on his face. "I know it can be hard at times and this is why I some troubles lately lettin