THE MAFIA DON AND HIS NUN

“Thanks a lot for honouring our invitation Reverned Alfred.” The CEO of the broadcasting company thanked Alfred.

They were standing outside the company’s building.

“It’s my pleasure” Alfred faked smile.

“Have a safe trip back home.” The CEO said as Alfred and Caesar walked to the Lexus at the parking lot.

Caesar unlocked the car and opened the door for Alfred. Alfred got in the backseat. Caesar walked around the car and got in the driver’s seat.

He turned on the ignition and drove out of the company.

“Boss” Caesar called as he drove.

“Yes?” Alfred answered.

“Tomorrow is Tuesday and that’s the day for confession at the church whereby people would come to confess their sins.” Caesar informed.

“One of the reasons why I hate Tuesdays. I always have to sit in a fucking room and listen to people as they confess their sins. It pisses me off.” Alfred groaned and rested his head on the car seat.

Caesar’s phone ringed and he picked it. He ended the call few seconds later.

“Boss” he called Alfred.

“What now?” Alfred answered.

“I just got a call from Viper. She said grandmaster Gilberto would come to visit the gang in two weeks time.” Caesar replied.

Grandmaster Gilberto was the former leader of the Gilberto family. Then he handed the position over to Alfred.

“That old man. Why didn’t he inform me instead?” Alfred asked.

“According to Viper, she said grandmaster Gilberto wanted to suprise you.” Caesar replied.

“I guess it’s no longer a surprise. Can’t wait to meet him after a long time.” Alfred chuckled.

He stared outside the window as he remembered how grandmaster Gilberto adopted him as his son.

(Flashback)

– 16 years ago –

A black Jeep parked in front of an orphanage. The driver got down from the car and rushed to open the backseat door.

A man stepped out of the car with his black shoes well polished an shining. He wore a black suit with a eagle pendant hanged around his neck.

The golden pendant shone brightly as the rays of sunlight reflected on it.

The man’s hair was brown and it was styled neatly. His body was well built and he had broad shoulders.

He walked into the orphanage’s compound with his right hand pocketed in his trouser.

Kids were playing around and they all had smiles on their faces. Then he sighted a little boy seated alone, at a corner.This text is property of Nô/velD/rama.Org.

The boy had a sad look on his face as he sat alone. The man then walked towards the boy and knelt in front of him.

“Hey kid” the man greeted.

But the little boy didn’t respond.

“Why are you sitting here all alone?” The man asked.

“I have no friends. The only friend I have was adopted some weeks ago.” The boy answered.

“Is this friend of yours a boy or a girl?” The man asked again.

“A girl.” Answered the little boy.

“You must have liked her a lot.” The man said with a smile. The little boy nodded.

“Yeah, I even promised to marry her when we grow up.” The boy replied as he brought out a ring from his pocket. The ring had a diamond stone designed on it.

“Looks beautiful.” The man complimented.

“What’s your name boy?” The man asked.

“Alfred… Alfred Gregory” the boy replied.

“Good afternoon sir.” An old woman greeted the man from behind. Then the man stood up and turned to face the old woman.

“Afternoon ma’am.” The man replied.

“I see you’ve found a liking to the boy.” The woman said as she glanced at Alfred who was still seated on his spot.

“Yeah and I would love to adopt him as my son.” The man replied.

“Really?” The old woman asked and the man nodded in agreement. The man turned around and knelt in front of Alfred.

“From this day onward, you are no longer Alfred Gregory but Alfred Gilberto.” The man said with a smile on his face.

(End of Flashback)

– Present day –

The black Lexus drove into Alfred’s Villa and parked in front of the mansions. Alfred got down from the car as Caesar opened the door for him.

“I really need to cool off my body. Disguising as a Reverend ain’t easy.” Alfred muttered as he walked inside his mansion. His men bowed and greeted him as he stepped inside the mansion.

He walked straight to his chamber and took off the white robe he wore. He removed both the fake wig and moustache. He took the fake eyeglasses off his face and placed it on a table.

His underpants also went down and his naked body came into view.

Tattoos were drawn all over his muscular body. An eagle tattoo stood out on his chest. Theresa was also boldy tattooed on his upper chest.

Alfred tied a towel around his waist and stepped inside the bathroom.

He switched on the shower and let the warm water flow on his body. He let out a soft breath as the water washed down his body.

The bathroom door opened and Viper walked in nakedly. Alfred didn’t notice her presence until she hugged him from behind. Their naked bodies touching each other.

“What are you doing here Viper?” Alfred asked coldly.

“You seem stressed so I thought maybe I should come and ease your stressed.” Viper replied seductively as she wrapped her hands around his huge dick.

Alfred took her hand off his dock and faced her with a cold look on his face.

“Know your boundaries Viper. We are just friends and the next time this happens, I won’t hesitate to cut off your hands.” Alfred said with an hint of anger evident in his masculine voice. Then he walked out of the bathroom.

“Fuck!” Viper cursed lowly.

(At Theresa’s apartment)

(8:36pm)

Theresa had just finished eating dinner. Her broken arm had healed up already but she still felt slight pains whenever she hit the arm on something.

She took the plates to the kitchen and washed them. Then she walked back to the living room.

Her apartment was very wide and spacious. It was well furnished with expensive furnitures and items.

The living room was painted white with some wallpapers designed on the walls. Photo frames of her were hanged all around the room.

She was on a call with Brad. They were both discussing about her plan.

“So, when is the plan gonna begin?” Brad asked.

“Tomorrow morning which is Tuesday. There’s usually a confession hour at Reverend Alfred’s church.” Theresa answered as she sat on a couch.

“If probably he accepts you as his nun, until when are you gonna live him?” Brad asked again.

“Until I am fully convinced that he is not who I think he is.” She answered.

“Alright then, I wish you the best for luck.” Brad said.

“Thanks and take good care of yourself when I’m not around.” Theresa replied.

“Yeah, goodnight.” Brad ended the call.

Theresa stood up from the couch and walked to her room which was a few meters from the living room.

She got to her room and laid on the bed. A small photo frame stood on the table beside her bed.

Theresa took the photo frame and stared at the picture of a little girl and a little boy. A tear slipped out of her eye as she stared the picture.

“I hope we meet again, Freddy.” She muttered.