Wanted By The Mafia Don: I Killed His Sister

It was a dark night... The roaring thunder and poring rain gave the Castello mansion a darker attraction.

It was pitch black, the curtains were flapping against the large windows, the rain finding it's way into the room through the open windows.

The storm was ruthless, unforgiving and determined to make the night scarier and extremely dangerous.

Luciano sat on his gold plated desk, his hands gripping his glass of whisky. The aggressive wind was blowing some rain into the room, most of it draining him.

He was lost in thought, it had been a long day as usual.

His phone rang and he picked it up without checking to see who was calling

"Luciano" he simply said.

"Good... Good evening sir. I'm sorry to disturb you but... There's..."

"Do not waste my time. What is it you have to say?"

There was a brief silence on the other end of the line before the caller spoke again "there has been a unforseen... Something unusual happened sir..."

"Name"

"Excuse me sir?" The caller queried not understanding Luciano's statement.

"What is your name?"

"Oh... Mattias sir, Johnson Mattias..."

"What is your department? What services do you render to me?"

"Oh... I'm your sister's assistant bodyguard. I work in the security team sir..."

"Enough of the explanation. If you work in the security team then you should know how to handle unforseen circumstances. I do not pay you to call me about every damn thing. You have a boss, speak to him. Never call me directly" Luciano stated firmly.

"Okay... Okay sir..."

Luciano ended the call before the bodyguard could speak.

Suddenly, there was a knock on the door. Luciano blinked, his sign of pure frustration and unrest. He had made it clear that he didn't want anyone disturbing him... He ordered everyone... Who dared disobey his order?

There was another knock on the door, this time it was more persistent... Almost like the intruder knew what was coming but couldn't afford not to risk it.

Luciano pursed his lips and got to his feet, his towering height and shadow visible on the wall. He reached for the gun in his pocket and blinked again. He tried, but what can he do? When a fellow calls for death, all one can do is give it to him.

With each step he took towards the door, his foot made a heavy sound as it made contact with the marble floor.

Just as he was about to unlock the door, there was another knock. Whoever it was must have some guts. What a persistent fellow, Luciano thought.

Immediately, Luciano's grip on his gun tightened and then he pulled the door open. Without waiting to check or see who it was, he pulled the trigger.

"Sh*t" A loud growl was heard and then a man fell to the floor, just at Luciano's feet, blood gushing from his forehead.

Of course, he didn't miss, he never did. Even without seeing who it was, Luciano had calculated his height, how? He did so from the sound of the knocks on the door. His door was as expensive as two penthouses, made by the best only. It had a special feature that only Luciano knew about, the sound.

Luciano looked down and stared at the lifeless body nonchalantly, was it necessary that he had to fall at his feet? Now he had blood on his shoes which meant he'd have to shower again.

"I was having a f*cking peaceful night!" He growled as he pulled his foot from under the man's legs, this threw the body upward, revealing the man's face.

Romero raised his eyebrows "interesting" he muttered as he scanned the familiar face.

Of course he recognized the face, very well infact, his sister's fiancé... Or rather, this was her fiancé, Gideon Martinez.

Luciano shook his head, suddenly angry that he had given him an easy death.

He was to get married in two days, why then did he f*cking come to disturb him? Gideon should be happy he only got shot, what pushed him all the way to my room?

"these fools... Now I need another shower!" Just as he was about to get back to his room, he heard the sound of approaching footsteps...

"Who is the next unfortunate one?" He growled, his voice disturbing the tranquility of the night. He was halfway into his room, his back turned towards whoever it was but he could tell they were more than one.

The footsteps stilled noticeably and there were heavy breaths.

"Capo... We apologise for disturbing you at such an odd hour... We are beyond guilty" Luciano recognized this voice, it was Antonio, his right hand man.

Meanwhile, Antonio was a panting mess as he tried to get himself together, he was beyond terrified of his boss, everyone was. There were strict orders not to disturb him and here he was, doing the exact same thing everyone was warned not to do.

The guards he brought along were also trembling behind him, probably cursing him for bringing this evil faith upon them. If only they knew how scared he was too, none of them came here by choice... No one does.

Antonio spotted Gideon's lifeless body on the floor but that was the least of his problems. Gideon had it coming and he knew it. He had been warned but he ignored it. When everyone saw him marching for the elevator even after being warned, they started sending their condolences to his fiancéé. Gideon's friend, Victor, even went as far as calling his parents and informing them of their son's death. He told them to stop the wedding plans and should instead plan his funeral.

Even Gideon's finacéé, madam Ana, one of the don's sister had removed her engagement ring and ran to her room, obviously fuming.

The don's parents, Mr Luca Luciano and Mrs Sia Castello had instructed the wedding planner to stop preparations.

Everyone knew that immediately Gideon had gotten into that elevator and imputed those forbidden digits, his faith had been sealed.

"Antonio! I give you exactly sixty seconds to explain why you're here. Fifty eight seconds left" Luciano stressed, his eyes fixated on his wristwatch. He was beyond annoyed with the situation and even more annoyed with himself for entertaining this stupid disturbance.

"Hm... Your parents ordered us to call you... They said it was important" Antonio said hastily.

Luciano scoffed in displeasure but kept his cool "I want this body gone before I get back here" he said as he walked towards the elevator.

~~~

The rain intensified, the wind was Wilder and the thunder didn't wand to be left out.

The Castello mansion stood tall in front of Ariana, the biggest mansion she had ever set her eyes on. It was huge, too big a space for a mansion. Just two acres more and it would have been estate.

Ariana was a fuming mess under the rain, her whole body was soaking wet and all she could do was stand there. The night was pitch black, even the moon seemed to have forsaken her this night. The only source of direction was the highly lit mansion that stood in front of her.

Her hands had been handcuffed by those dumb guards and she was being pushed around like a house rat.

She hated her present condition of helplessness, she would have preferred these men to have killed her instead... Why did they have to bring her to the one place she loathed the most? Why did they have to bring her to the property of the Castello's? The most dangerous and self centered familia... The familia that birthed the don... The ruthless... It was a sun for her to even think of such people.

The other criminals who had been brought here with her stared at her in surprise. They wondered what crime a mere lass would have committed that would warrant her being handcuffed like the rest of them. They were shocked to say the least.

What did this young lass do that will get her pushed around in the poring rain and even get a few slaps and scratches? They were criminals who stole and rebelled for a living... If anything, they were used to bring acquired as slaves and being tossed around. It was their fate... They had been born into titleless families, no reputation or royal blood running through them.

They have been to different families of made men as slaves and today, they were unwanted by their respective families because they were now useless. They were so useless that they had been kicked out and freed , left to do with their lives as they please. But deep down, they knew they would make nothing of the freedom they got, uneducated and unwanted... How would they survive in the cold ruthless underworld of Italy... The mafia... How would they feed daily? Even if they were slaves, they still got to eat something after being worked around like horses.

So what did they do? They intentionally stole from the Castello's so they could be taken as prisoners... Every slave on the cold streets, weather useful or not, acquired or not wished to be taken by the Castello's. Every familia respected the Castello's with their life and breath.

Even as freed slaves, if they get a little source of living, they'd still be killed by the gangs on the street. It is not safe in this cold streets of the underworld. Even if they were under other families, they could still be killed on the streets when sent on dangerous errands.

But no one dare touched any slave with the Castello initial in their uniforms. The Castello slaves were respected... Respected in the sense that they were not killed aimlessly. This doesn't mean that the Castello's slaves aren't worked like horses... It's just that they weren't killed by anyone else but the Castello's themselves.

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SECOND CHAPTER: Ariana avoided the stares she was getting, those weren't important right now, the only thing important was what was happening right now... She needed to get out of here as soon as possible.

"Let me go you freaks!" Ariana growled at the two men who were pushing her forward.

The men looked at her like she had lost her mind. It was almost like they were asking her if she was mad.

The men really did believe she was out of her mind. How dare she kill the don's sister? She definitely had to have a death wish... The don's sister? She just touched the lions tail they thought.

They studied her sea blue eyes that shine in the dark night, her red hair was all over her face, giving her already perfect face an extra accessory... She was beautiful they thought, so what pushed her to do such.

It was such a pity that such a beautiful face was going to face death this night... There was no doubt in their kinds that she would be killed as soon as the don found out what she did.

She didn't just kill anyone, she killed a woman if the Castello blood, a woman with royalty running through her veins. The men couldn't imagine what was going through this young lady's mind and it was obvious they didn't even want to know.

Ariana was a panting mess as she was pushed to the floor, her knees scratching the wet ground. The men came to an abrupt stop as they were two inches away from stepping into the mansion. They pushed all the prisoners to the ground, a sign that we were not worthy of stepping into the Castello mansion.

Ariana couldn't help but roll her eyes, the last thing she wanted was to breathe the same air with these people, she didn't worship them like everyone else did! And of course she didn't even regret killing that wicked woman! All because of her, her brother has fallen into coma.

Her mother is beyond devastated and it is all because of that woman! May she rest in troubles and problems! How could any sane person stop their car in the middle of the road just to take selfies and make out with a man? All Ariana had asked of her was to move the car so she could take her suffering brother to the hospital... But instead she got mocked and pushed around like filth! After two hours, they finally left! Two hours if unnecessary traffic? The doctors said my brother might never wake up!

All because someone felt like taking a picture? A life for a life right? That was how the mafia worked.

So I killed her.

~~

Luciano grudgingly got out of the elevator and made his way into the living room. His whole family was present, their preying eyes on him as he finally got the the centre of the spacious living room.

His eyes found his little sister and he gave her a nonchalant look "Ana, you'd have to look for a new fiancé if you still want to marry in two days" Luciano said impassively as inserted his hands in his pocket.

Ana rolled her eyes, making sure he didn't see it "before he went up there, I already started searching for one" Ana stated, trying her best keep her emotions in check.

Ana didn't really have any emotional connections with Gideon and she couldn't care less about his death. Her only problem now is how to get married in time... She needs to get married as soon as possible.

Sia, Luciano's mother paused her lips, she was unusually tired today. Probably because of the sight waiting to meet her "he really had it coming though. We warned him not once but several times... We were here peacefully, just getting ready for a wedding. Now we have to go through the stress of planning a funeral..."

"Oh please mother... Must we be the ones to plan the funeral?" Pedro, Luciano's brother complained. Pedro was already tired of the drama and sadly, it had only just begun. His sleep was disrupted by that scum Gideon, he was looking forward to ending his life personally.

"Agreed, can we not just send his body back to his family? I'm not in the mood to wear black" Mia, Luciano's immediate younger sister added.

Luciano gave them all an impassive look "you all can do whatever you want. I really don't care. But what I do care about is why I am here right now" he turned to face his parents, the annoyance clearly seeping through his face "why am I here?"

Luca, his father paused his lips angrily. He didn't appreciate the way Luciano spoke to him anyhow he liked "don't you dare use that time with me boy, remember that I am your father and not the other way around. I have the right to call.you whenever..."

"I don't have time for your unnecessary banters father! I really don't. I am a don, I have certain responsibilities that I cannot help but fulfill..."

"I was don before you Luciano! Do not forget that I am the one that passed this position over to you..."

"You mean you're the one who stepped down and abandoned your position! You gave up your responsibility and so I earned everything fair and square! There are no two ways about that!"

The whole family watched the drama with fast breaths, no one certain of what was going on as of now. Everyone knew of the ever present tension between Luciano and his father, it was common knowledge to say the least.

Luciano and Luca were always at loggerheads, each of them always picking at the other. There was never a gathering that involved both of them which ended well.

"Enough of all these Luca! Your son is most definitely working hard everyday... The least we could do is not give him a hard time" Gretta, Lucas mistress cooed as she walked towards them, making a point of swaying her hips in the process.

THIRD CHAPTER: Sia rolled her eyes, Gretta would always look for a way to bring the attention down to her. She craved and fed off every mention of her name, anything that gave her the spotlight was what she deeply craved. Sia can't help but feel like pulling Gretta's hair out.

Luciano regarded Gretta's face impassively... He was well aware that Gretta was into him. It was visible in the way she'd follow him around and brush her hands on his any chance he got. She had sat on his lap in a club before... All these things and more, but he didn't feel the need to say anything to Luca. He didn't care enough about any of it. Luca wasn't even worth his loyalty and honesty, he really couldn't care less about the whole situation. In the mafia world, having a mistress is as normal as getting married. It's also normal for your mistress to live with you... It's nothing out of the ordinary that Gretta lived here.

"I do not get why you would support him Gretta! We are having a conversation right now and you are most definitely not invited at all" Luca snarled at Gretta. He was irritated and fed up with the way she always took sides with Luciano. She was his mistress and not Luciano's! If she gave him anymore trouble, he wouldn't have any other choice than to kill her. He doesn't have time to take care of any extra baggage.

"Oh my! I'm just trying to be cordial here! You do not have to scold me in front of everyone!" Gretta sobbed. All she wanted was to get Luciano's attention and it was quite obvious that he didn't rate her at all. Otherwise, he wouldn't be taking so long to notice all her advances.

Even though they lived in the same house, Luciano was as unavailable as the sun on a rainy day. Every lady wanted him, every female wanted him. His beautiful blue and hazel eyes, his dark silky long hair, his defined jawline and face structure and his beautiful nose and eyebrows. He was tall, perfect rich and most importantly, perfect.

"Luciano... All I'm doing is trying to make peace. What did I do wrong..."

"Call me by my name one more time and you'll be joining Gideon in his grave. That way, we'd have two funerals" Luciano warned, the promise evident in his voice.

He has enough already and wanted to get all these over and done with "So why was I called here?"

Antonio rushed out of the elevator before falling to Luciano's feet "I just got a call that something drastic happened and you are needed outside don"

Luciano blinked in annoyance "how drastic?"

Antonio took in a deep breath "Very drastic"

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Ariana groaned as a guard pulled her hair "you freaking fool! Why pull my hair while I'm tied up? That just shows how much of a weakling you are! Untie me so we can really know who's stronger here!" She growled, obviously annoyed with everything going on.

Ariana just hated waiting and everything related to it... If they wanted to kill her then they should but if not, she needed to get back to the hospital and see her brother! It's been too long and she wonders if he's woken up or not. Her mother must be in pain too and she might be looking for her! This is just too much.

"Shut up already! You should be thinking about your fate instead of running your mouth! You don't even know if you're going to survive today or not!" One of the guards scolded, clearly annoyed by her confidence.

If she knew what was coming for her, he was certain that she wouldn't be so vocal about anything happening here.

The prisoners were shocked by Ariana's impassiveness to everything going on right now. Any lady in her position would be scared of all the possibilities involved in her arrest. Yet she was talking trash to the guards who might be involved in her execution.

None of them could still understand what she could have possibly done to get her here.

"He is approaching!" A guard whispered and immediately, her hair was released and all the guards stood straight.

Ariana gasped when the door was pulled open and a sharp array of light kit her face. Just from the open door, the whole place was lit up and she could see everything quite better than before now.

She could hear the sound of fast approaching footsteps and that just made her sigh in relief. "Let's get this done with" she muttered to herself.

Luciano frowned at the sight before him... There were about twenty prisoners lined in front of the mansion... Is this why he was called here? They caught prisoners every other day, why did that have to disturb his peace and calm?

He turned to a nervous Antonio "Is this why I was disturbed? You called me here to watch freaking prisoners?"

Ariana snapped her head up at the sound of the commanding voice... It held so much power that it seemed like even the storm quieted down for him to speak.

She arched her neck to get a view of who was in possession of the voice and that made her gasp... He was beautiful... Hazel and blue eyes, black hair... His face was... He was muscular but not too much, he had a towering height. Aria stopped herself before she could go further. She wasn't here to gawk at men, she was here to get killed.

She paused her lips when an older man and older made their way through the door, followed by some ladies, a few guys and some guards. They regarded them with pure scrunity, almost as if they were nothing but scums.

But thankfully, no one seemed to notice her at all.

"No capo... I would never call you here for just this... Where is she?" Antonio asked frantically... The last thing he wanted was to get into trouble with his boss. He definitely had more ladies to f*ck... He can't die now.

Ariana gasped when two men yanked her up and then pulled her till she was three feet from the man Antonio had called capo.... Capo? The don? This was the don? This gorgeous man was of the Castello blood?