THE MAFIA DON AND HIS NUN

Alfred handed the paper to Theresa an she began reading it.

“Let’s go after him.” She said, then the both of them started running towards the direction the man passed.

They both ran till they got outside the hospital.

“Over there.” Theresa said when she the man slipping into a corner.

Together with Alfred, she ran into the corner, and they both split immediately, hoping to catch him in the middle once he’s trapped, but he was nowhere to be found when they got there.

“Fuck! He got away!” Theresa cursed angrily, hitting her fist on a wall.

“Calm down Theresa.” Alfred said, turning her to face him. “The man said we should meet him by four o’ clock, and that’s why we’re gonna do, so calm down.”

He pulled her into a warm hug.

Theresa let out a soft sigh, resting on his chest.

“I’m just worried about granny Pamela.” She said, a note of worry in her voice.

“Don’t worry. We’ll find her.” Alfred replied as he stroked her hair gently.

••••••••••

(THE GILBERTOS EMPIRE ≈ GODFATHER GILBERTO’S MANSION)

Lisa barged in just when godfather Gilberto was about to start smoking from his tobacco pipe, he actually called her here.

She fell on the couch, rolling her eyes around angrily. She crossed her hands on her chest

Godfather Gilberto looked at her and smiled, knowing what’s going on in her mind already.

“This is bullshit! Fucking bullshit!” She finally talked, spranging up.

“I mean… why would Alfred be with that filthy thing instead of me! We’ve been together for years!, So why would he choose that bitch over me!” She yelled.

“He never liked you as a lover, Lisa, he only likes you as a younger sister.” Godfather Gilberto said, finally smoking from his pipe.

“I don’t care whether he kikesme as a younger sister or not. He’s not even my biological brother, so It’s either he loves the way I love him!, Or I kill that b*tch so I can have him all to myself!, The bitch is just weakling and I’ll finish her off in a minute.” She snapped.

“Don’t underestimate Theresa, and can never be yours, he’s someone else’s. So erase whatever feeling you have for him and go find another man to love or else you’ll get hurt in the end.” Godfather said warningly.

“Never! That’ll never happen.” Lisa retorted.

“Don’t say I didn’t warn you, Lisa.” Escobar replied, and Lisa smirked devilishly.

“Just wait and see dad, I’ll get rid of that bitch and make Alfred fall in love with me. Alfred will be mine in the end.” She said and walked out of the mansion.

•••••••••

Lisa walked angrily her intpo the training arena and yanked off her shirt, leaving her in only her black singlet.

She got a sword and started swinging it around, doing swords fight alone till she started sweating.

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Her blood was boiling in anger.

She started recalling the moment Theresa embarrassed her earlier at Alfred’s mansion, and that only increased her anger.

She swung the sword to another direction, and it slid into Matilda’s’s neck.

She was actually just coming in.

She smiled slowly, and Lisa brought down the sword, glaring angrily at her (Matilda).

“You’re angry ’cause Lord Alfred is f*cking that b*tch instead of you?” she said, and Lisa ignored her.

“I know you’re in love with Lord Alfred. The way you were clinging and looking at him said it all.” Matilda said, blocking her again.

Lisa stopped moving, looking her in the eye.

“I know of a way to take that b*tch out of this empire, you just have to work with me.” she continued, moving closer at every word.

“Give me a reason why I should work with you?” Lisa finally s. pike

“Because we share the same goal. We both want to get rid of Theresa.” She replied with a smirk.

“And why do you wanna get rid of her? Are you also into Lord Alfred?” Lisa asked, furrowing her brows at her.

Matilda let out a soft chuckle before speaking.

“No, I’m not into him. I just hate Theresa so much, and that’s the reason why I badly wanna get rid of her.”

“Good. But if I later find out that you’re into Lord Alfred, I’ll fucking kill you.” She said almost with a low threatening voice.

“Are we now partners?” She asked.

“Yeah.” Lisa nodded, then the both of them walked out.

Meanwhile, Viper was at a corner in the arena, listening to their conversation.

“Losers.” She hissed before walking out of the arena.

(AT MARCO’S MANSION)

Marco had just finished banging a slut. The slut dressed up and she walked out of the room.

Marco climbed out of the king sized bed, wearing only his boxers.

He sauntered to his dressing table and he picked up a box of cigarette. He took out a stick, clamped it with his lips before lighting it with a lighter.

He drew in hard on the cigar and blew out smoke, then he picked up his phone which was also on the table.

He scrolled through his contacts and he dialed Dante’s line.

Dante picked the call at the fourth ring.

“Hey old man.” Marco teased.

“I told you to stop calling me that!. Do you fucking want me to kill you before you stop calling me an old man?!” Dante yelled.

Marco scoffed loudly.

“Your so called daughter disagreed to work with us.” He said, taking a drag from his cigar.

“What? Theresa disagreed?” Dante asked, a note of surprise in his voice.

“Yeah, she did,” replied Marco with a chuckle.

Dante’s loud sigh could heard afterwards.

“And you sound surprised, old man. I guess you weren’t expecting your beloved daughter to turn her back against you.” Marco chuckled again.

“Just shut the fuck up!” Dante barked angrily.

“Calm down man. I’m not the reason why your daughter disagreed to work with us. She made her choice, so don’t bark at me.” Marco replied.

It was silent for some seconds until Marco spoke.

“The only thing we have to do now is to find a way to convince Theresa, and make her join us. Or we force her if she decides to play stubborn.”

“I’ll find a way to convince Theresa.” Dante replied. “And since you’re in the Gilbertos empire, isn’t there anything you can do to make us have the upper hand?”

“No, there’s literally nothing I can do here. I’m not a member of the gang, the only reason why I was allowed to step foot in the empire is because my goddamn father is the godfather of the gang.” Marco replied.

“Then join the gang and get us some useful information?” Dante said.

“My godforsaken father would never allow me to join. But I’ll try to do something that’ll help us.” Replied Marco.

“Alright. I’ll also convince Theresa and find a way to make her join us.” Dante said.

“Okay. I’ll give you a call when I find something useful.” Marco replied, then he disconnected the call, tucking the phone inside his pocket.

Some seconds after the call, he heard a knock at the door.

“Come in.” He stated, taking another drag from his cigar.

The door opened and a lady walked in. She was dressed in a black outfit with a nose mask on her face.

She also had a black face cap on which concealed a quarter of her face.

“Alfred and his woman were sighted driving out of the empire forty minutes ago.” She said in an expressionless voice.

“Do you know where they are headed?” Marco asked, after puffing out smoke from both his mouth and nostrils.

“No,” replied the lady, “But I took a picture of the car they drove.” She handed her phone to him.

“Send the picture to Dante and tell him to instruct some of his boys to track down the location of the car and find out where Alfred and Theresa went to.” Marco instructed.

The lady operated her phone for a few seconds, then she tucked her phone inside her pocket.

“Done.” She said.

“Alright. Great job.” Marco said with a smile.

The lady said nothing in response, she adjusted her face cap, then she walked out.

Marco brought out his phone and he typed a message.

*ALFRED IS CURRENTLY OUT OF THE EMPIRE WITH THERESA. THE PICTURE OF HIS CAR HAS BEEN SENT TO YOU. DO THE NEEDFUL*

He sent the message to Dante after he was done typing.

(AT THE MARCELS EMPIRE)

Dante dropped his phone beside him on the couch after reading Marco’s message.

He has a roll of weed on his lips, smoking devilishly, and the smokes kept blowing around the whole room.

Marisa was sitting on the couch which was opposite him. Her attention was on the cocaine she was sniffing.

She was smiling widely as she sniffed the white substance like it was the most sweetest thing on earth.

Brad was standing behind Dante’s couch, waiting patiently for his orders.

He was wearing a black armless jacket which showed off the tattoos on his arms and a black ripped out jeans.

He also had a black mask on his face.

“Brad.” Dante called after puffing out a huge amount of smoke from his mouth.

“Yes boss?” Brad responded from behind.

“Take my phone and go to the computer lab.” He said, raising his phone up a bit, and Brad collected it.

“The image on the screen, show it to the computer experts, and tell them I need results within five minutes or else, I’ll have their heads cut off.” He added.

“Alright boss.” Brad bowed and he walked out of the room.

Dante continued smoking.

Marisa raised her gaze to notice the worried look on his face. Her nose was stained with the white substance she was sniffing.

“What’s wrong darling?” She asked, rising to her feet and she walked to him.

Dante said nothing in response.

“You look worried. Something bothering you?” She asked again as she lowered herself to sit beside him.

Dante still gave her no response, instead he continued smoking.

Marisa raised her hand and she turned his face to make him look at her.

“Talk to me, Dante. What’s wrong?” She asked, gazing directly at his face.

“It’s Theresa.” Dante finally spoke.

“What happened to her?” Marisa asked.

“She still disagreed to join us.” He replied.

Marisa smirked and rose to her feet, then she straddled his laps, wrapping both her hands around his neck.

“This is the second time Theresa disagreed to join us. And do you know the reason why?” She asked.

“Tell me.” Dante replied.

“The reason why Theresa keeps disagreeing to join us is because she has an assurance.” Marisa said.

“Assurance?” Dante gave her a questioning look.

“Yeah. She has an assurance that the Gilberto family will protect her from any form of danger, and that’s why she turned her back against you, because she knows that there’s nothing you can do to her as long as she’s with the Gilbertos.” Marisa replied.

“So, what do you suggest I do?” Dante asked.

Marisa took the roll of weed from his fingers and placed it in between her lips, taking a long puff, then she spoke.

“The next thing you are gonna do is to put her in a tight condition whereby she’ll have no other choice than to bend to your will.”

“And how am I gonna do that?” Dante asked.

Marisa returned the roll of weed back to him.

“How you’re gonna do that is left to you.” She placed a brief kiss on his lips before getting down from his laps, then she walked out of the room.

Dante let out a loud sigh, and he clamped the roll of weed with his lips, taking a drag from it.

He rose to his feet and puffed smoke high in the air, then he walked to his window.

Put her in a tight condition whereby she’ll have no other choice than to bend to your will

He sighed again as he recalled Marisa’s words.

‘How am I gonna do it? How will I make her bend to my will?’ He thought to himself a she gazed outside the window.

Just then, he heard a knock at the door.

“Come in.” He stated.

The door opened and Brad stepped in, closing the door afterwards.

“What were you able to get?” He asked without looking at him.

“Theresa and the leader of the Gilberto family were sighted in Greene’s hospital an hour ago.” Brad said.

“Greene’s hospital?” Dante turned around to look at him.

“Yes boss.” Brad nodded.

“What were they doing there?” Dante inquired.

“They had a conversation with Mr Greene.” Brad answered.

“Were you able to find our what they were discussing?”

“Yes, boss. Some of our men in the hospital had recorders planted in Mr Greene’s office.” Brad replied.

“And what were discussing?” Dante asked, taking a long drag from his weed.

“They were asking Mr Greene about what happened to Hope orphanage years ago.” Brad replied.

Dante let out a low growl, and he he puffed out rings of smoke.

“Get their current location and find out where they are headed next.” He ordered.

“Okay, boss.” Brad bowed slightly, then he walked out.

“Those two are seeking for the answers they will never find.” He smiled devilishly.