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My name is Feliciano Vargas, my grandfather Roma was the mob boss for the Italian mafia. My mama and papa died in a shoot out. I was always a kind spirit but my parents died when I was only three and my grandpapa had taken care of me and my twin brother Lovino. Lovi had always been the meaner of us, I could barely yell while my fratello was already cussing... When we were thirteen my fratello ran away from home and I had never seen him again. I do know that he had made a friend with a man from Spain in a chat room and I had a feeling that he had convinced Lovi to run away to live with him. I knew why he left, he was the older of us. Once grandpapa died he would have to take over the job and even thought Lovi was the harsher of us he could never hurt anybody. I decided to let him live a long happy life with his friend, even if that meant that I would have to take over as mob boss. That day was today, I was all alone in the world...
I was standing at his grave thinking to myself, my whole life, well ever since I was conscious about it, I was trying to hide my true self. I acted strong and serious when I was weak and carefree. Everything was mine now, I whole mafia at my fingertips. The power was overwhelming.
I had just turned nineteen a few weeks ago, I wasn't ready to take over! I shook the thoughts from my mind not realizing that it had started raining. I placed a bouquet of white lilies on his grave.
"I'll miss you grandpapa Roma..." I said looking serious not showing any signs of sadness, also known as weakness from where I'm from. I walk away from my grandpapas grave and head to the limo parked on the street. A man opened the door for me and closed it once I was home. Inside was two men wearing the typical mafia outfit. They were the administration. Their names was Benedetto, the underboss, and Vincenzo the consigliere, and of course I being to don.
"Would you like to go somewhere? We can give someone a shakedown!" Benedetto said, I shook my head.
"I would like to go home, it's been a long day." I stared at the raindrops that fell on the window. They nodded and the driver headed home. They both knew that this was going to be hard on me, I am only nineteen.
"The others are going to hit the mattresses you know boss..." Vincenzo said. He looked at me concerningly, not because he doesn't know I don't have the heart but because I don't have the experience like the others whom are about twice my age. I continue staring out the window, watching tiny droplets connect to others and turn into one bigger droplet.
"I know, I'll be ready for them... Vincezo, you were trusted by my grandpapa but before making a decision consult me first. I know this is against roles but if I find out that you've been making decisions behind my back I will have you walked, got it?" I never took my eyes off the window. Out of the corner of my eye I see him gulp and nod. Benedetto looks at me as if I'm crazy.
"Don Feli, he's the consigliere! You can't go against roles like that!" My eyes shoot right to him, I give him a death glare.
"I am not stupid I know what I'm doing. I am the boss here, if we get caught then I will be taken the greatest toll, I am not going threw this without making decisions! From this day forth things are changing, I am in control now and we are doing things my way." We pull up to the house and I get out of the car and head to my room. I sigh, this is so much pressure. I am in control of so many people, one wrong move and everything's ruined. The only reason why I want to call the shots is because I want as little people hurt as possible.
In my room I go to my closet and take off a floor board and take out a diary, an obvious reason as to why I hide it. I begin to write.
Dear Diary,
My Grandpapa died now I am in control. I don't want to hurt anybody but I must preform my job, there is a lot of things that I am in charge of and things I am making myself in charge of. I'm all alone though, no one knows my true soft side, I wish I had at least one friend that I could show my true self to... Please god, it's hard enough having to do this, but if you are real bring me a friend. I know I won't deserve it for the crimes I will be committing but my heart knows it's wrong, it's not good enough but it's something... If I could I would leave but I must honour my grandpapa and if I try to leave then I will be tourtured and/or killed, I just need a single friend.
Feliciano Vargas, mob boss.
I set the diary back and put the board in place. I walk back out and lay down on my bed and quickly fall asleep. For a few days nothing really happen until an early April day, the grass was shinning from the morning dew when there was a knock on the door. One of the servents answer it. About an hour and a half later Vinzeno walks into my study.
"You didn't knock." I said sipping some tea while examining sheets of papers stating who owes money to whom and how much.
"I'm sorry boss, but, there's a decision you have to make..." Vincezo seemed more nervous than other times I had to make a decision "It's actually your job to make this one sir." He added, I nodded and a man comes in. I turned and looked at him, he was a tall man. He had crystal blue eyes and bright blonde hair that was slicked back, he was tan though. "This man says he's Adalfieri Costa, he wants to join our mafia but something like this hasn't happened, no one's actually walked up to the dons house and asked. I suggest you have him whacked." Vincezo said handing me a bunch of paperwork.
I take the paperwork and examine it, looking back from him to the paperwork.
"So your father was Italian and your mother was German?" I asked him.
"Yes sir, that's why I have my strange appearance." He said me, I look at him straight in his eyes, his pretty blue eyes...
"Boss?" Vincezo asks me, I snap out of my trance with a final decision.
"He will be a soldier but I want him living here." I tell them, Vincezo looks at me as if I am crazy, I make a shooing gesture. "Show him to his room." I demand as I go back to studying. They leave, I make sure the coast is clear before I fall back into my chair. "I couldn't have him whacked... He's probably an innocent guy, right? I mean, that was a death wish, no sane person would do that..." I sigh and sip some more tea, little did I know that the man had other plans, one wrong move and he was dead. He already did the most dangerous thing, he lied right into a dons face.
