Teach Me Too Love You

Chapter 2

A/N: I'm glad to see you all like it so far. This is sort a dark romance story and was inspired by something I was watching and knew I wanted to do something like this. Remember to refer to the title as the story goes on. It says a lot about the entire plot….and to the guest review who corrected me on how to spell Sicily…thank you. I blame it on the wine. LOL

Happy Reading!

It has been twenty years since Fitz has seen or even talked with his mom. Gerry has totally mind fucked him. He worships the ground that Gerry walks on and will do anything his father asks of him to keep him proud of him.

What Gerry never knew was that Fitz long for his mother, he long to talk to her, to touch her, to just hear her voice but he would never mention any of this to his father. He was an obedient child even though he was now a man.

He unfortunately in many ways had become his father. He was cold and calculated and unemotional. He had learned early on how to suppress his emotions. Never show emotions-his father would say. It showed weakness. Your enemy could smell it a mile away and then they could kill you. Never give them that chance.

He was molding Fitz to take over what he referred to as the family business. Italy was the perfect place to run his criminal enterprise. All he had to do was wash a few hands and his lifestyle became gold. He was the Boss in Cicely. Everyone knew his name Big G.

Everyone respected and feared Big G. He was god and nobody wanted to cross him. Gerry sold guns, and drugs through his hotels and businesses. He owned four hotels and 3 car dealerships. He fondled his drug money as well as other bosses through his companies. But the other bosses were moving on to what they considered bigger ventures that brought in even more money…human trafficking which also included children.

Now Gerry was a money hungry gangster and womanizer but he was no fool nor was he the scum of the earth. He considered human trafficker's were the lowest of the low because this mostly involve children and young girls. Gerry was not on board with any of this and told all the bosses so.

They didn't believe him until he closed down the pipeline to fondle their money and drugs. Gerry was not taking any chances on them using him to pimp out and sell humans…manly children. He was not built for such a thing and refused to take any part in any of it. He had even decided to rat out anyone that he had information on if they did.

Gerry was feeling pressure from the other bosses. They even sent their goons to try and talk some sense into him. All the while Fitz is standing only feet from him when they come to his home for a meet. Gerry had no fear. He was truly a boss but he wasn't untouchable. This will be the day that proves that point.

Gerry sits at the outside of him homes rooftop with two goons sent to change his mind. Little did Gerry know that no was unacceptable in this world he had become accustomed too.

"What is it you want?" Gerry questions the two men sitting across from him as Fitz stands behind him

"It's the first batch. We've got 30 refugees." The man pauses "All young girls as young as 12 years old."

"Feel free to keep one or two for yourself." The second man states both men look directly at Gerry with intensity.

Gerry inhales deeply then releases "I'm afraid you've got the wrong address."

Gerry was not interested in this type of criminal work. He was set to retire and turn the reigns over to Fitz. He gets up from his seat and walks away in the direction of his son who has checked out of the entire situation due to a certain distraction down on the beach.

The image he sees is beautiful. Long dark flowing hair in the wind as the sun bounces off of her radiant skin giving it a glow. Her free flowing dress (red) flaps in the wind as she spins around enjoying the feel of the sand under her feet.

Cyrus has taken a seat. The same seat Gerry abandoned moments ago with an intimidating look on his face that says we don't like you nor do we want to do business with you. The men simply stare each other down.

Gerry taps Fitz on the shoulder. He turns , looks back at the men at the table "Fucking assholes." He simply states

"However he may be a potential client in the future. They are here for their boss and he deserves respect even if he's an asshole." Fitz continues staring off onto the beach "What are you looking at?" Gerry questions taking the goggles from Fitz's hand looking out for himself and sees the beautiful woman in the red dress.

"Oh, my son. You have to be careful. Beautiful women are heaven for the eyes and hell for the soul. Humph…and purgatory for the wallet."

"I'm just admiring dad, you don't have to worry." Fitz plays it off because this woman is beautiful, exquisite and probably not obtainable.

Gerry turns to him and tells him it time he starts thinking about taking over the business and stepping in as the boss. As he places his hand on Fitz's shoulder a long rang shot could be heard. The bullet penetrates Gerry's back. A second shot follows hitting Gerry in the heart exiting his body hitting Fitz in the stomach causing blood to spill from Fitz's mouth.

Gerry falls into Fitz's arms but Fitz is too weak to hold him up and they both fall to the ground. Gerry's men scramble to find where the shot is coming from. Cyrus knows this game well and fires two bullets into the skull of both men sitting at the table before seeking help for Fitz and Gerry.

Gerry would die from his injuries but Fitz fought his way because of the beautiful woman's face that kept telling him to not give up. It was her, the lady on the beach. The woman he was watching just moments ago. Her face her eyes, her smile and her voice would be forever in his memory. So fight he did.

A/N: The next chapter introduces Olivia so get ready peeps…Until next time Keke.