Don Vittorio

of bank fraud, narcotics, and arms dealing. It was guaranteed a place among the great Mafia families that came to the USA. Mos

l to

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le called after knocking on

standing in front of the mirror fixing his bow tie while being watched by

y at the scene of his son with his girl

owards the sixty-year-old gentleman. She turned away from her

alled me a few minutes ago. ", Tea

tured with his hand. He smiled at his daughter-in-law and

sed the golden ring, with the initials of the Amorielle family, arranged on Marco's little finge

alone. Marco approached his son who was still struggling with his bow tie whic

his hands on his son's tie and untying it, "I bet this is all

mpleted Vittorio staring at his father who didn't show as exciting

replied with another question wh

bout your wedding anniversary... Thirty

efly at Vittorio who knew very well that fake

iously. He placed his hand over his father's

tried he couldn't pretend that everything was fine, for

oached the two, holding up the tail of her moss green dress, and then noticed that her son's

shrugged his shoulders as he went on to justify himself, "My

n smiling and then said, "Don Marco Amorielle may be great at business, but when i

how I look," Marco let

who stepped aside and then straightened her son's tie with her nimble hands as she said, "I

ot yet at that degree in our relationship," Vittorio explain

n a month," Antonietta argued as she finished fixing her son's tie

king a deep breath, a gesture that did not go unnotic

bout today's event and displeased his father, or the other way around. After all, the two had always sinned by excess and ended up scolding each other. Vittori

," Antonietta continued as she lightly tapped her s

o as he watched his watch, " Eleonora must

t and then opened one of his drawers, attracting his mother's attention

Antonietta mumbled as she m

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was announced, who now appeared at the top of the marble staircase: Eleonor

seen as royalty among a

of his clerk who clapped his hands twi

rielle," Marco began, smiling at his son who was staring at him happily. Don Marco took his cup handed to him by the waiter who continued to hand

smiled at him as she applauded him. He brought his face cl

going on b

" assured his mother who kept a smile on her

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le who loved a dance floor. I mean, they had not even danced with each other, but both Don Marco and Antonietta had fallen in with other people on the dance floor. Antonietta chose Giuseppe, Marco's Consigliere, as her dance partner, while Eleonora took it upon herself to be Marco's partner. As much as Vittorio didn't want to think about it, the only hy

m the middle of the lane, "Come, i

ho was laughing with Eleonora. Don Marco led the

ake

earned," Vittorio joked ho

ady to go outside with the rest

ed. He raised his eyebrows and then asked

s father replied before walki

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ever, the boy was even more curious about his mother's absence at such an important moment. Vittorio lo

ve you see

hips that your mother must have b

rson capable of making her unwell is my father. By the

thout understanding her b

o of them fought...

't fight? The two of them are hot-blooded Italians. I bet it has to do with the family business. And

's weird... ",

end's arm, " Believe me, when we're married, if th

ing?", Vittorio asked, surpris

ss and I will be your trophy wife. I'll be involved with clothes and parties... They sa

Lamborghini Aventador attracted his attention. That car was his dream of consumption and now it was standing

a ride in your

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ttorio was driving. Don Marco just smiled proudly in his son's direction. Despite his

torio asked as he stoppe

ked, curious. He twisted his lips: "It was the c

Vittorio denied, " It was somethi

ght? It's too wedding-y, I told your

io revealed as he stared at his fathe

s going on," Marco rep

o, don't

mother and I had a heated argument these days...We said things we shouldn't

to separate?", Vitt

eed is... to let time heal our wounds. When it comes to a family lik

ning himself in the seat, " I hope

the mob boss.", Marco admitted thoughtfully. He smiled

excitedly. His father was not much for giving him adv

etween you, don't be guided by your heart, but by your head... Because the moment may come when you have to give up on your life, and the he

though you lov

continued, "A loyal person, is worth much more than a person who loves you. Because love ends, my son. Understand this. And a marriage that loses love, become

Mama don't love each other anymor

elt the same way... Only she can say. However, I will repeat it

rio questioned, shaking his head, "I don't

t the woman for you," M

that, Father? Do

ust for you. Understand, my son, when you are a mafia boss, the capo di tutti capi, you have to act for all the families before yourself... And your wife has to be better than your consigliere because this is the person you will trust to sleep next to you every da

this woman and if I don't find her naturally, I pro

piece of advice?", His

rse, yo

to an ambush," Don Marco revealed