Don Romero being the biggest Mafia boss in all of Sicily wouldn't have a mere wedding particularly as he intends to demonstrate his powers over the powerless.
The wedding was held on his private island in Sicily with an invitation to the biggest names in the country including the President of Italy, Carlos Navarro. Sicily was bustling with the movement of people to various locations where they were forced by the Don's local gangsters to watch the wedding on screens. A subtle reminder that they were poor and powerless and Don Romero owned Sicily and everyone in it.
"Today ought to be a great day for us but now it's a day of terror and humiliation," Baron cried to his wife, Stella, as they got ready for the event that morning.
Stella took a deep breath as she helped her husband with his tie, and she responded to him,
"We are lucky to still be alive right now. For everything we did to Angelo, he should have our heads by now."
"But that's the problem, we don't know what he is planning for us. They don't call him THE GENTLE DON for nothing."
"Relax honey, let's take it one moment at a time. He just wants his wife and his sister back, after that, we will see what happens next." Stella's confidence in their survival was anchored on the plan that she would beg her daughter for forgiveness after all was done. After all, she was her mother and she only wanted the best for her daughter. If Angelo loved her daughter that much, then Trisha could appeal for her family.
While they were at it, one of Angelo's security guys stationed at the Rodriguez residence came into them.
"The boss is here. It's time, let's go."
He led the Rodriguezs out of their mansion to Angelo in the compound. Coming out they were met with Angelo's convoy of luxury cars, all one-kind only edition. Baron sighed deeply holding his wife's hand as they were led towards Angelo's car.
"You know, stepping my feet on this property brought back mixed memories to me. Here I enjoyed the comfort of my wife. I loved her. I woke up to this environment and the sun rising on this property every day." The flashes of good times made Angelo smile as he spoke to the Rodriguezs.
But his mood changed as he continued further, stating the horrific memories of this same place.
"I endured all the tortures and torments from you two vicious fucks and your sons every day. You threatened me here that morning but I didn't think for once that you could go the length you did on me. On this same—"
Stella quickly interrupted him, almost going down on her knees to beg for his forgiveness,
"Angelo, son. Please—"
Before she could make her statement, Brandon had drawn close to her with fierce looks like he wanted to swallow her up, and the men around cocked their guns pointed towards her and her husband. Fingers to triggers waiting for orders from Angelo to shoot.
"Do not dare interrupt me again. What's stopping me from having you shot and killed right now right here just as you did to my only friend, Cortez?"
Angelo walked closer to them, a foot apart, and stared them in the eyes but they turned their heads down fearing to look him in the eyes.
"Good. You see the dust you're looking at, should anything happen to my sister or my wife, I'll make sure your bodies are grounded to powder and poured on this same ground."
Angelo raised his voice in anger and anguish as he spit out the following statement,
"This fucking ground where you gave my wife and my sister to an evil man and had me beaten almost to death, because you thought yourself powerful."
Angelo couldn't help but get emotional at the thoughts of all he went through at the hands of the man and woman standing right in front of him now. And even more painful was what his innocent baby sister and his beloved wife were enduring at the hands of Don Romero. The anger boiling from within him could be felt by everyone around as the atmosphere became tense, the Rodriguezs were down on their knees already begging for forgiveness at his feet.
"It's alright, Master. We'll get them and make sure everyone involved pays dearly for how they treated you." Brandon touched Angelo’s shoulder and his words gave him some levels of relief enough to get back to character.
"Well, for all our sakes, you better make this plan work." Angelo, having regained himself said to them gently as he got into his car.
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"The Don, everything is set. It's time to walk you down the aisle." Jack who came up smartly dressed spoke to Don Romero in his room as he prepared to proceed to the altar where he would be married to Trisha.
"And also, my parents are here. They just arrived and are requesting your presence." He quickly added.
"Oh. Yes, my wonderful in-laws, please bring them in." Don Romero was excited as he had envisioned today to be a wonderful day for him. He would in a very short while be officially wed to the Italian beauty, Trisha Rodriguez, and at the same time auction the young even more beautiful Annabel to his rich friends as he demonstrates yet again that whatever he wants in all of Sicily, no one could stop him from having it.
The Rodriguezs were ushered in by one of their sons, Juan. The Don went to them and they hugged and exchanged compliments and other frivolities before hitting on the real matters of interest.
"So where's that bastard of a person?" Don Romero quickly asked, eager to see Angelo and get even more ideas of what he would do to him.
With a snap of his finger, Baron ordered that Angelo be brought into the room. Don Romero's men brought him in and threw him down at the Don's feet.
"You see boy, you'll always be underneath my feet. And after your eyes see what's about to happen next, you'll beg me to kill you but I'll not. Later tonight, I'll have you tied and your eyes wide open as I make you watch me devour your wife." The sound of Don Romero's words was getting under Angelo's skin as he tried to stand up and face him but the men holding him down were too powerful for him.
"Oh. You're struggling. The dust has something to say." Romero got even more excited seeing that his words were hurting Angelo and he went even further to give a final blow.
"I know your beautiful sister is a virgin. After am done with your pretty wife, I'll make you watch me as I devour your sister raw and hard without any pity or mercy. I'll fuck her so hard, they'll hear her screams in the Vatican."
Angelo invested all his strength to break free from the guards but before he could get hold of Don Romero, Baron grabbed him and punched him in his stomach weakening him for Romero's men to continue the beating.
"Do not beat him too much, I need him alive and well sitting in the front row at the wedding."
Angelo sat among the crowd in pain as he watched the Priest proceed with the marriage ceremony, there was not so much he could do as Don Romero’s men sat with him to keep him from making any move.“Will you, Don Romero Gustavo, take her, Trisha Rodriguez as your lawfully wedded wife? To love and to cherish, in sickness and in health till death do you part?” The Priest dressed in his priestly apparel presented the long-awaited question to the Don.Don Romero looked at the Priest as he made his statement, and then turned to look at Angelo where he sat on the front row with an evil smirk which only showed how powerful he was over Angelo, he replied,“Yes, I do.” He returned his gaze to Trisha looking at her lustfully from her boobs to her thighs and all, smacking his lips.Trisha had strictly been warned not to drop a tear at the wedding to cause embarrassment for the Don or her parents otherwise they would make Annabel suffer for it. But seeing Angelo forced to sit at the front row witn
Amidst the embrace and joyous reunion between Angelo and Trisha, still catching their breath and enjoying the warmth of each other's arms once again, Trisha's mind juggled to something shocking. She pulled away a bit from Angelo and questioned the peculiar address the man who posed as a Priest had used."Wait. Master? Why is he calling you master?" She asked curiously.Angelo knew this moment was going to come when both his wife and his sister would ask about all of this new status but the time wasn't as perfect as he planned it in his mind to reveal the details of everything to her.Trying to ease her confusion, Angelo responded with a reassuring tone,"I'll explain everything later. Let's focus on the moment for now."The bizarre scene continued as the invading army who had just disrupted her wedding with Don Romero, now bowed before Angelo. Trisha couldn't understand what was happening and she sought further for answers."Why are they bowing to you like a king? What's going on, Ang
PART ONE: THE RETURN!Angelo Bruno woke up to the aroma of a delicious meal served beside his bed by his lovely wife, Trisha Rodriguez.“Good morning, babe. Hope you slept well?” She asked as he stretched himself out of bed.“Awnn…baby. Did you make me breakfast? Thanks, honey” Angelo is used to sweet gestures like this from his wife ever since they got married for over five years now.Their marriage is of love but faces staunch opposition from Trisha’s family, the Rodriguezs, who had always seen Angelo as a poor, good-for-nothing son-in-law who has blinded their daughter with fake love. The Rodriguezs made it their life assignment to end this union by every means possible.“Come babe, I’ll drop you off at work.” Angelo was set to hit his usually busy day where he worked two jobs, first as a hotel attendant during the day and as a bartender at night. Trisha offered to drop him off at work just so they could spend even more time together.“You will do no such thing.” The voice from the
This wouldn’t be the first time Angelo took beatings because of his marriage to Trisha, but it was his first time taking beatings from Dirty Dog such as this. The doctor and nurses at the ICU tried their very best to keep him stabilized and alive.Beside him was his baby sister, Annabel, who is the only family he has; she is 19, and ever since the loss of their parents he had taken up responsibility for her. Also, his beloved wife, Trisha, was there with him as well as his only friend, Cortez.“Do you think he will be okay?” Annabel asked in tears as she watched her brother lying on the hospital bed almost lifeless.“Am sure he will, Annabel. Don’t worry, everything will be fine.” Trisha held her, trying to console her but they both burst into tears.★★★★★★★★★★★★“Clear this place now!” A voice commanded at the entrance hall of Saint Salvadore Hospital. “You heard the man. Everyone out this minute.” Another voice shouted.The Rodriguezs had just arrived at the hospital where Angelo w
Angelo slowly regained consciousness, finding his baby sister beside him, tears streaming down her face. He held her hand, thinking her distress was about him."Stop now, Annabel. Am alive, not dead. Or at least not yet."Annabel, attempting to mask her unease, was relieved to see her brother awake,"Angelo! Thank God. I didn't know what to think but I've been praying." She hugged her brother in her excitement not minding the pain it caused."Okay. Okay. Easy girl. You don't want to send me back to a coma now, do you?" Angelo's groans in pain jumped her attention back to his condition and she immediately pulled back from him, still feeling excited to see him awake.Angelo had been in a coma for 48 hours with the doctors and nurses doing all they could to make sure he survived. Their efforts did pay off. His waking up was not without questions in his mind, although Dirty Dog had destabilized his system, his memory was still alive to figure out things."Where is Cortez? He brought me he
Angelo's heart shattered at the echoes of the proposed marriage between his wife and Don Romero. His not fully recovered body ached with the pains all rushing back at him. Stunned, he found himself incapable of comprehending the magnitude of the information he just received and although he wished he could do something about it, he just couldn't because he was a nobody and Don Romero wasn't a class to mess with.Don Romero runs the biggest mafia organization in all of Sicily, he is the dreadiest and most powerful mafia boss in Sicily. Everyone knew his name and feared for who he was. Trisha's three brothers worked for him with Jack and Juan working closely with him at his headquarters, and Johnnie ran the Castellazo carter on his behalf in Avalon.Even the governor and mayor of Sicily couldn't challenge Don Romero, it was rumored that he assassinated the last governor, kidnapped his deputy, and forced the city to run another election which he seized to put his man in power as the new g
"No. Annabel!!!" Angelo shouted in shock, "Please, don't hurt her, just let her go. I beg of you." His pleading fell on deaf ears.Angelo's heart pounded as he rushed toward his sister. Confusion etched his face as he approached her, intent on shielding her from them. Before he could move any further or utter another word, Dirty Dog's fist struck with lightning speed, sending Angelo sprawling to the ground, his body wracked with pain.Don Romero, his interest piqued by the sight of Angelo's sister, issued a chilling order. "Bring her along. We'll auction her to my rich friends."Angelo, grappling with the agony from the beating, attempted to rise and voice his protest. Yet, Dirty Dog relentlessly enforced his menacing reputation, delivering blows that left Angelo gasping for breath.Helpless and battered, Angelo lay there as Don Romero seized both his sister and his wife on the same day. It was a brutal display of power, a stark reminder of his powerlessness against the ruthless Mafi
The event that just unfolded left the Rodriguezs in a surreal state of disbelief as if trapped in a dream or a whimsical journey to an imaginary realm. Enveloped in confusion, their minds drifted into an emptiness of thoughts.The sounds of gunshots in the air shattered the illusion, forcing them to the harsh reality as they instinctively dropped to the ground, shivering.The powerful man, who had just referred to Angelo as "MASTER" brought out a device resembling a pen from his suit pocket. With swift precision, he pressed it against Angelo's arm, administering a shot that worked like a magical elixir, instantly filling him with strength. Angelo, who moments ago had been left incapacitated, now stood on his own two feet, restored to full strength as if untouched by the recent turmoil.A security detail, bearing a majestic white coat adorned with 24-carat diamonds, approached with regal grace. The glittering coat, a symbol of power and authority, was brought before Angelo. The powerfu