One Night Only

DANTE

Later, when I was already at the mansion, I was in my office waiting for the guys to bring me information about all the merchandise that had been gathered during the robbery. While I continued to resolve other matters of the organization. I heard someone knocking on the door, when I opened it I saw that it was Alfredo, he was the butler, he was an old and wise man, he had worked with my parents for years, they were faithful servants and had been working in this family for more years, just like Edgardo and Martina.

“What is it?” I asked as I raised my head from the laptop to see him.

“Sir, young Bruno is here” he says still standing in front of the door.

I grunt in annoyance, just remembering him provoked that in me, and his presence made me get in a bad mood.Original content from NôvelDrama.Org.

“Let him in. “I affirm, after thinking about whether to let him in or not.

He nods and leaves the office to go back the way he came. Almost two minutes later the door opens to be the presence of my stupid cousin. With his arrogant and supposedly classy walk, he enters with a cheeky wide grin and takes a seat across from me, only the desk separating us. He leans against the back of the seat as he crosses one leg over the other.

I lean back in my seat, resting my arms on the armrest and clasping my hands together to stare at him. I wanted to decipher his face but since he always displayed sass and smugness, it was difficult to do so.

“Cousin,” he says cheekily, “I’m glad to see you.

“What do you want “I answer with a tense jaw and clenched teeth. “Cut the cynicism and get to the point.

“Now I can’t visit you for no reason?” he pretends to be offended.

“Damn it Bruno! “I say irritated as I bang my fist on the desk. “You always have a reason for everything, so don’t give me bullshit.

With his hands he shakes his jacket as if it was dusty, and then he leans a little forward without taking his eyes off me and his stupid smile fades away. Showing his true face.

“I was just warning you about something” he stops talking to hide that he sees the time on his watch. “You just started a war with the German mafia. You can never control yourself, Primito.

I look at him with a look that would kill him.

“They started the war, I only responded to their attack.

He shakes his finger at me.

“You are wrong. They say it was you and your people. And now because of you our dear Italy will be affected, all because of your absurd outbursts.

My little patience is reaching a limit.

“I don’t care what you say. “I stand up to get to the door and open it. “Get out! “I shout angrily.

He stands up as well and as he stands in front of me, forming his hypocritical sinister clown smile again.

“What manners are those dear cousin” he adjusts his tie and then looks at me. “What would my aunt Fiorella say if she were here.

When I hear him pronounce my mother’s name, I grab him by the jacket to slam his back against the wall while I look at him with more fury, I feel like I’m burning with anger. He doesn’t stop smiling and all I can think of is wanting to punch her off his repulsive face. But then Ivan arrives and enters the office. Without taking my eyes off him, I hear my friend talking to me.

“Brother, calm down” he came closer to make me take my hands off my idiot cousin. “It’s not worth it.

He was right, that guy wasn’t worth it and he only wanted to provoke me, so I had to start controlling myself, otherwise I was going to kill him at any moment.

Grudgingly and with a rage I couldn’t hide, I let go of him abruptly, the idiot went back to adjusting his expensive jacket as he stood up straight.

“As always you never knew how to control your anger” the bastard speaks again. “So you’ll never find a good woman to put up with you” he pretends to think and goes back to ranting. “Oh I forgot, Diablo only likes sluts. It’s definitely a good thing that aunt Fiorella is no longer here. “I clench my fists, I snort angrily. “Can you imagine, she would die of worry again, because her beloved prince of the mafia doesn’t want offspring for wanting to fuck whores.

Finally my limit reaches the top, and without waiting any longer I throw a closed fist towards his stupid face making him fall back from the impact, he didn’t fall as his back collided with the force behind him. When the asshole reacts he swings at me to respond with a punch, and when I’m about to finish him off with another, Ivan steps in between to separate us. He quickly recovers, straightens up, begins to smooth out the imaginary wrinkles in his coat, as he gets some distance, turns to leave, but speaks again before leaving.

“This will not stand” he threatens before leaving the office.

I want to go after him and finish what he had started but my idiot friend keeps interfering. Like a caged Lion I pace around the office, frustrated I run my hand several times through my hair messing it up.

“Calm down. “Ivan speaks again. “That’s what he wants to incite you, he wants to see you lose your mind until you lose it completely. I know his words bother you but he’s just a braggart.

This idiot had his whole mouth full of reason, but I didn’t want to show so little weakness and have my asshole cousin get away with naming my mother’s name. That was what infuriated me the most. I didn’t like my parents being named, much less mocked to my face for their death. He always knew how to provoke me and having him present made me very cranky.

I took from my mini bar a bottle of whiskey and a glass. I plopped down on the couch I had in my office and let my back rest, closed my eyes as I sighed deeply and then slowly opened them to look at my friend. He was already sitting on another couch across from me.

I poured myself a drink and downed it in one gulp, I repeated a couple more times. Ivan just frowned at me, shook his head, leaned forward and rested his arms on his legs.

“Again you are taking too much. “I manifest, I give him annihilate him with my eyes so he knows I don’t care what he has to say about it. “It’s ok, it’s ok, he shut me up” he raises his hands in surrender mode. “I was just coming to update you on the matter you sent me to solve.

When he said that my reaction was changing to one more interested in wanting to hear what he was going to say.

“How did it go, did you accept the money?” I asked with an anxious tone.

“Well, let me tell you that you were right, the little white dove fell for it” he guarantees with a tone of suspicion. “But…. as soon as she finds out about the deception you made her fall into, I doubt she will ever forgive you. And as you have told me that she has a high temperament, I suspect that she might hate you.

“Don’t worry about that, I know how to tame that beast. “I answer with perspicacity.

And indeed I had already learned how to control that fiery temperament, I just needed to tame her in bed, but that too was coming soon. Nobody escapes the Devil.