Don Morello

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Summary

At the early age of 20, she wanted to move out. Her name is Andrea Avery. Andrea is a stubborn girl. She loved getting into other businesses. But her beauty and intelligence are what got her through. She wants to move out of her Mom's house because she needs her own space. Her mom is very protective and her father was never in her life. So her mom raised her alone. She got a job working at the biggest companies in New York. She worked for the Morellos company. At the Morellos company, there is a boss his name is Romeo Morello. But his real name is Don Romeo Salvator Vinito Morello. He was the Mafia leader. Romeo was from Italy he came here when he was young. His dad passed down the family business to him. He was 18 when he became the mafia leader. But she doesn't know that yet. As soon as Romeo laid his eyes on her he knew she was his. But they all live by one of many other rules but this is the biggest rule is Omertà. Mature Content Violence Curse words

Genre
Romance/Action
Author
Kate
Status
Ongoing
Chapters
7
Rating
5.0 2 reviews
Age Rating
16+

Assasination

Romeo pov:

I walked out and called back Mateo. He was one of the only people I trusted. I dial his number and he answers in the second ring.

" Torture him until I get back and make it hurt but don't kill him," I said because last time he killed the guy before I got to interrogate him.

"Hey, that was a mistake," he says as I hang up the phone and then call my secretary. Again she answers in the second ring of the phone.

"Hello sir, how can I help you," she said professionally. She knows that you can't work with the boss if you ignore his calls.

" I want Andrea Avery,'s office on my floor," I said knowing that I don't allow anyone on my floor only my secretary.

"But sir, you don't allow anyone on your floor," she said shocked by what I said.

"Are you questioning my decisions?" I snapped at my secretary.

"N-no sir, I am sorry," She said with fear in her voice and I hanged up the phone as I reach my destination.

I walk into a warehouse on the outside it looked abandoned but I see the guards, guarding the place cause even though it looked abandoned it was far from it. I opened the huge doors at the entrance. I looked up to see Kevin and the rodent. His name was Mark White. He released confidential information to the French Mafia. The Italian Mafia and the French Mafia are enemies.

I walked up to them and saw Kevin cutting his face with a hot knife. Mark looked lifeless like he was about to go. He had scars all over his body and bruises all over.

"Vuoi parlare o preferisci che questo accada alla tua famiglia," I said and his head snapped up. ( "Do you want to talk or do you prefer this to happen to your family).

"Stop bluffing, nobody knows where my family is or who they are," Mark said and I laughed at the idiot.

"So who is 7-year-old Else Johnson and 28-year-old Jessica Johnson, who lived in Albert Street in New York," I say him knowing I am not bluffing.

"S-sorry um They know about the shipment of guns and drugs coming and that its worth a billion dollars so they plan to steal the whole shipment," he said knowing exactly what he is talking about.

"Now that wasn't so hard now was it," I said with a smirk on my face I snapped my fingers and he was shot in the head. I started to walk out when I turned around.

"Clean this up now will you," I said and Kevin nodded. I then left the warehouse and went home.

I lived in a mansion. That was also the compound for my mafia. My mafia got money from shipments and my company. The company was a Protection service company. The mafia worked with legal and illegal missions. My right-hand man are Mateo. If anyone broke the omertà they would be sentenced to death.

My mafia has been going through problems my advisors think I should get a wife to make the balance because I have been reckless lately. I have been going to auctions but nothing. I have just been there waiting and I am still waiting.

Yeah, I may have moved Andrea to my floor but my advisors suggest getting someone from the auctions so I am. My advisors only suggest or recommend but I have the last say.

I walked to my floor and go to my room. As I go in there is a girl in there waiting for me to have a good time.

Andrea pov:

I stopped feeling like I am being followed Friday and its Sunday. I have not left my apartment on Friday. Saturday I got an email saying my office has moved on the top floor which was weird. I sent an email asking why but I never got a reply back.

Mali texted me asking if I wanted to go to a party. And I said no cause I didn't want to go. So I stayed home thinking about myself.

I moved to Chicago when I was 8 but I have a birth certificate that I was born in America. Nobody knows that I lived in Italy only my father and mother. I moved here with my father but he left us when we came.

But for some reason, he made sure that nothing traced me back to Italy and nothing did. My accent faded and now I talk like a normal American. I still know how to talk Italian but only talk Italian with my mother. But one question that I always wondered was why did my father make sure that no one knew I was Italian.

Then I started to think about why my office moved to the top floor. And at that moment I got an email from my boss's secretary and it said.

Dear Miss Elena Rose,

Changing the location of your office was the sole decision that the boss made. And nobody questions the boss. So your office will be on the top floor also your secretary will also be on the top floor. You are the only one on the top floor beside the boss, Me and your secretary. You are only allowed to have meetings with him through an appointment or he allows you in.

Thank you for your cooperation

Respectfully, Ms. Kim

I read the email but confused at the part that said 'Nobody questions the boss' but I decided not to go into it. And I just accepted the fact that I was moving offices.

I got up took a shower and brushed my teeth, put on my sleeping clothes, and went to sleep. Knowing tomorrow was going to be an interesting day.

...............Next-Day.................................

I got up and put on a black mini skirt and a red blouse with black heels. Nothing out of the ordinary. I started to walk to work and I had just remembered that I was on the top floor when Mali approached me.

"Did you know that we are on the top floor, nobody but the boss is on the top floor," Mali said rambling things about how excited she was.

"Yes, Mali I was informed this weekend," I explained as she continued to ramble.

We walked to the elevator and everybody was staring at us. I wondered why but I remembered the top floor. I pressed the 50th floor which was the top floor. Part of the building was for training and another part was finance and another part was a secret.

We reach and the top floor was huge and beautiful. And I immediately saw his secretary and a security guard. The floor has a modern style, the secretary's desk was a big white desk. She came walking towards.

"Goodmorning, I'll lead you to your new office," she said, she was about 5ft 5inches or something. With long black hair and blue eyes. She was fairly attractive but attractive nonetheless.

Mali and I followed her to our office. I walked in and it was a gorgeous modern office. It has white walls and a wall that is the only window. My desk was a beautiful white desk bigger than Ms.Kim's one. I t has two black chairs in the front and one behind my desk that was big like in the movies.

Mali has a desk outside of my office it was big and she said she loved it, I am glad she liked it. As soon as reach I started working because all my stuff was all ready here. Kim excused herself and went back to her desk.

..... A week later....

I hadn't seen my boss all week. And Mali thought we should go to a party since its Friday. And I stupidly agreed. She went home to get her outfit and makeup before coming to my apartment.

"Are you any good at makeup?" She says as I am struggling. And then stepping in because she said it was disappointing seeing me try.

I put on a tight short black dress as per Mali's request. Every minute I would pull my dress down. Mali finished my makeup.

"We look hot, don't we," she said as we laugh. Mali was wearing a dress like me but a dark blue and shorter. Mali is about 5ft 6inches there. And she has brown curly bouncy hair with light brown eyes. She has a curvy figure. She wasn't slim but beautiful.

We went to Mali's car cause I don't have one and as I got to the party I knew something was gonna happen and something happened.

I am not dead. I just didn't have any motivation but I found some motivation and also go read my other book 2010. I am going to try to update every week. Anyways please Vote and add okkkk thinning byeeeeeeeee.

- K A T E