DON'T LOVE THE BIG BOSS
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Chapter 6 Broken Heels and Tears. img
Chapter 7 Cappuccinos and Beauties. img
Chapter 8 Barefooted and Crazy. img
Chapter 9 Confident and Fiesty. img
Chapter 10 Friends and Bullies. img
Chapter 11 Pictures and Memories. img
Chapter 12 Asskissers and Lies. img
Chapter 13 Assistants and Qualifications. img
Chapter 14 Old skirts and married men. img
Chapter 15 Large Offices and Promotions. img
Chapter 16 Crazy Bosses and Pants. img
Chapter 17 Jealousy and Surprise Visits. img
Chapter 18 Bestfriends and Boyfriends. img
Chapter 19 Nightsclubs and Perverts. img
Chapter 20 Screams and Superman. img
Chapter 21 Huge Beds and One night stands. img
Chapter 22 CEOs and Tattoos. img
Chapter 23 Betrayal and Pain. img
Chapter 24 Fake smiles and Bitches. img
Chapter 25 Elevators and Languages. img
Chapter 26 Interviews and Big Pays. img
Chapter 27 Hot PAs and Bouncy Hips. img
Chapter 28 Privileges and Threats img
Chapter 29 Family and Cats. img
Chapter 30 Cranky Bosses and Chores. img
Chapter 31 Alarms and Chauffeurs. img
Chapter 32 Coffee and Cheap dollar notes. img
Chapter 33 Skinny jeans and Black blouses. img
Chapter 34 Old men and Pink Diaries. img
Chapter 35 Yells and Stickers. img
Chapter 36 Diaries and Smiles. img
Chapter 37 Neighbours and Concerns. img
Chapter 38 Private Jets and Anxiety. img
Chapter 39 Suites and Six packs. img
Chapter 40 Zips and Sexual attractions. img
Chapter 41 Crazy women and a Sexy PA. img
Chapter 42 Dimwits and Flirts. img
Chapter 43 Boring Parties and Drunk Babies. img
Chapter 44 Enclosed spaces and Imaginations. img
Chapter 45 Kisses and Principles. img
Chapter 46 Pink Pajamas and Awkwardness. img
Chapter 47 Amusements and Confession. img
Chapter 48 Frenemies and Guts. img
Chapter 49 Reunions and Expectations. img
Chapter 50 Sisters and Bad exchanges. img
Chapter 51 Police and jail. img
Chapter 52 Kiki and Trouble. img
Chapter 53 Fiancee and Employees. img
Chapter 54 Witches and Spiders. img
Chapter 55 Mockery and Apologies. img
Chapter 56 Lies and Rivals. img
Chapter 57 Sick Daughters and Wretched People. img
Chapter 58 Unbothered moms and Engaged Bosses. img
Chapter 59 Cocky bosses and a stupid Fling. img
Chapter 60 First Impressions and Quitting. img
Chapter 61 Another PA and confessions. img
Chapter 62 Pests and Marriage. img
Chapter 63 Excuses and Slammed doors. img
Chapter 64 Explanations and Confusion. img
Chapter 65 Apologies and Postponements. img
Chapter 66 Biddings and Obsessed antifans. img
Chapter 67 68. Charms and Drinks. img
Chapter 68 Jabs and Dances. img
Chapter 69 Jealousy and Kissable lips. img
Chapter 70 Teases and Regrets. img
Chapter 71 Gossips and Hoes. img
Chapter 72 Mistakes and Fingers. img
Chapter 73 Sluts and Slaps. img
Chapter 74 Winnings and Pictures. img
Chapter 75 Sad mornings and Painful cheeks. img
Chapter 76 Inappropriate Pictures and Unrequited Love. img
Chapter 77 Girlfriends and Unlucky days. img
Chapter 78 Desperation and Anger. img
Chapter 79 Stares and Lies. img
Chapter 80 Little sluts and Fun. img
Chapter 81 Games and Drugged EAs. img
Chapter 82 Booing and Punches img
Chapter 83 Random Girls and a Ride. img
Chapter 84 Neighbors and Sad Stories. img
Chapter 85 Influential Families and Promises. img
Chapter 86 Whispers and Videos. img
Chapter 87 Worth Loosing a Job over. img
Chapter 88 Sharkloners and Karma. img
Chapter 89 Hair Clips and Confessions. img
Chapter 90 Silence and Angry faces. img
Chapter 91 Fingers and Tongues. img
Chapter 92 Stories and Doors. img
Chapter 93 Heirs and a Break Up. img
Chapter 94 Flashbacks and Betrayals. img
Chapter 95 Schemes and Smirks. img
Chapter 96 Coffee and New replacements. img
Chapter 97 Waitress and Dresses. img
Chapter 98 Black hoodie and Pocket Knives. img
Chapter 99 I love you. img
Chapter 100 I love Giovanni. img
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DON'T LOVE THE BIG BOSS

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Chapter 1 Brothers and Bullies.

Twenty Years Ago.

GIOVANNI.

When I woke up, I found myself in cage. Looking up, I saw that my friends or so I thought, had surrounded me. They looked very happy to see me struggling to move around in the little cage they had placed me in.

"G... Gaston! Please. I don't like this kind of play." I pleaded, stretching my little hands out through the railings. My eyes were starting to water as I struggled harder to get hold of my elder brother's fabric like my life depended on it.

"And who said we were playing? You are a slave, slaves belong in cages and dirt. Stop whining." He replied as our friends- his friends cackkled like he had just cracked the funniest joke of the century.

"But... but... we.. we are brothers." I stuttered out, almost choking on the word, 'brothers.'

"Not by choice but by force. Call us brothers again and next time would not be a cage but a large river. Let's go, guys."

Gaston concluded as he began to walk towards the path that led out of the woods, one I was never familiar with no matter how hard I tried to, his friends followed as they all chatted away. Tears began to fall down my face as I watched their silhouettes disappear.

We were sent to summer camp to mix with people from another part of the world and have more knowledge about how relationships between people were since we had always been indoors and home schooled all our lives. We lived in the coven of our large house acting like we were just a normal billionaire family to the public even though behind closed doors, we were one of the biggest Mafia families.

There were several families like ours in the Italian society and we all knew each other and had meetings frequently. Father was the boss of all, and according to the history we were taught, he had overthrown the former Mafia boss in a sneaky way and then took his place. Other Mafia families feared him due to the fact that he was a very dangerous man. He owned numerous businesses, both legal and illegal. He also inherited a popular label named after the family name, Callisto, one that he had succeeded in establishing to over twelve countries around the world after grandfather was murdered.

The callisto label was actually what the people of the public knew our family for. The label was known for manufacturing fashion luxury goods. lifestyle accessories, furniture, fragrances, watches, jewelry, ready-to-wear, lingerie, shoes, heels, cosmetics and many more. Its product lines include handbags, ready-to-wear, footwear, accessories, makeup, fragrances, and home decoration. Callisto label was founded in 1901 by Alessandro Callisto, our grandfather.

Now, coming to united states for summer camp was supposed to be a whole new experience and one full of good memories for me but Gaston being the bully that he was had succeeded in turning most of the kids against me by fabricating lies and spreading stories about me. We were both popular as soon as we walked through the gates of the camp, partly due to the limousine that dropped us off and the other part due to the fact that we were the only Italians. I remember a kid asking me why we had come all the way from italy just for summer camp and I only kept mute, not wanting to tell her that father just wanted us to be faraway from home and learn to be on our own. To him, it was some kind of training we had to undergo to become men as he had put it.

I remained seated in the uncomfortable cage, hoping that Gaston would have a change of mind soon and come to unlock the cage. I heard a little rustling coming from the dried leaves on the ground as I immediately looked up to see a girl around my age coming towards me with a confused look on her face. As she moved closer, her familiarity hit me, she was the same girl who had asked why I came all the way to United states from Italy for summer camp. She had told me that her name was Kiki.

"Oh my God, are you okay? Did your brother do this to you again?" She questioned, her voice laced with utmost concern as she began to look around for what she could use to open the cage. It wasn't news that Gaston bullied me, although most of the kids and adults saw it as normal sibling playful rivalry.

After a while, she finally succeeded getting me out of the cage.

Ever since then, we became friends, she would always stand up for me whenever Gaston and his friends tried to bully me and we did almost everything together. Then Gaston began to make the kids bully her too for hanging out with me and always standing up to him, but she didn't mind.

Few days to the end of camp, she was accused of stealing some amount of money from the finance master, a total of five thousand dollars. She kept saying she didn't do such a thing but when her bag was searched, they had found the money in it. She was to face the panel the next day when we both overheard Gaston and his friends talking a night before that day.

"Did you see her face when they found the money in her bag, it was so hilarious. We did such a good job, Nate, I hope that will teach her to always mind her business and to know whose path she shouldn't cross." Gaston said as he laughed.

"Right? It's even more believable since she looks as poor as a church rat anyways." Nate added as they all burst into another fit of laughter.

Kiki and I exchanged looks before she decided to make her presence known, "Looks like your secret is out, Gaston." She said as she walked towards them.

Gaston looked surprised but was able to mask it quickly, " and who's going to tell?" He asked smiling mischievously.

"Me." Kiki replied with so much confidence.

"Oh, nobody's going to believe you, Stronza. Vaffanculo!" Gaston cursed at her in Italian language as I shook my head while still hiding in the shadows. Father had always warned him not to use those words, they meant asshole and go fuck yourself respectively.

"Speak in English, idiot. And of course they would especially since I've got an additional witness!" She replied as she pointed at me. And then she stormed off, probably to report the situation to the adults. Gaston stomped towards me and then he dragged me by my collar.

The next day, Kiki and I were summoned, so were Gaston and his friends. She narrated all that she heard the previous night to the adults, looking towards me at intervals as if expecting me to back her up, but I was so scared to even look at anybody's face.

"She's lying, she's such a liar. She's trying to frame me up for something that she obviously did. I mean, you know me, you know who my father is. Why would I steal, my parents can give me way more than that." Gaston defended himself shamelessly.

"It's not about the money, its about the fact that you just want to make me the thief. Even your brother knows that you're lying." Kiki retorted.

"Really? Giovanni, we are going to depend on you to get to the end of this matter. Did you and kiki really hear Gaston and his friends talking about stealing the money just to frame kiki up like she said?" One of the adults seated directed at me while I struggled not to meet any of their eyes.

"She...she..." I then looked up only to meet my brother's eyes, he smiled mischievously at me as if daring me to throw him under the bus. The memory from the night before came rushing, "remember what dad always told us, family over friends, family over girls, family over everything. If he discovers that you did otherwise, imagine how angry he'd be at you."

And then I answered, "She's lying."

            
            

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