Capo Dei Capi (Secrets of the Famiglia Part 1)

My heels click on the tiles of the long corridor. The smell of pine fills my nose as the dark shiny wooden beams hold my interest. My black pencil skirt and jacket not long enough to shield me from the meeting I have been dreading since my Grandfather had called for me. The call came in the form of a phone call for a change and not a nuclear Armageddon. Regardless, I had to drop everything and get my ass here as soon as possible. Or my Grandfather would declare a world war 3.

I knew he was in a crappy mood when he called me himself. It was not a 'how is my granddaughter doing' type of phone call. This particular phone call was a summons.

Which meant he had reached his decision.

So to say the corridor I walked through was long, and it should be longer was not me understating it.

I get to the brown wooden door as the soldiers who stand on either side tip their heads in greeting.

I've never wanted to become the center of my Grandfather 's world. But, choice and want in the 5th state are not words often used by a woman. In my case, becoming my Grandfather 's property was the only thing that kept me alive. Almost 16-years-ago, someone gunned down my parents and eldest brother. It was all because of power.

They hit my Grandfather where it hurt, they wanted him to step down. No one cared that I was the one who was left without a parent. They never stopped and said, 'hey Camilla, sorry we killed your parents and your brother, it was business.' No one did that.

As young as I was then I hated my life, I hated my Grandfather , and I hated the people who took my family from me because they left me behind.

My resentment grew for my Grandfather as the years went by, and when he stepped down years after my parents died, I despised him even more.

Growing older and seeing the things I have seen, I don't resent the people who wanted him out of the leading position.

My Grandfather Mario Dante Moretti is a cruel man, a sadistic fuck with no soul. And I am his most precious treasure and greatest weapon in his arsenal.

am also his

suit compared nothing to the man sitting in the black leather chair, cigar in hand, peering at me step toward him from across the room.

I am not useful, then I am an ant to be

I am very useful. Right now, I am the most important

move to his side and kiss his ring before touching my mouth to

favorite."

as I round the old wooden desk that has seen many Moretti bloodlines over the years.

times in. And I take a cigar out of the silver tray and

decision." I get to the point as I am aware of my Grandfather's need to not beat around the bush. Time is something we do not take for

smiles at me as he takes a puff from

you will find this decision beneficial to both of us."

since I heard I WAS summoned, I smile.

be the one to slide a blade across your neck and watch you bleed out. Slowly. Painfully. Then

Would you like me to attend the gala in Cambridge

cousin when you arrive in America. 20 guards will go with you.

have." I smile big, making sure my teeth

like that, I am dismissed. When I was younger, I hated it, but

up and walk out, Pavlo already knows he is wanted and heads

I slide it out of