HoHooo Things get a little crazy in this chapter. Romario gets a little- no, VERY OOC! And Dino acts pretty cool and boss-like.
"WHAT?"shouted the blonde Don in suprise.
His older bodygaurd hushed him and prepared himself to speak once more.
"I said, I think she may be mmy daughter," he said looking down at is boss.
Dino looked at Romario confused. He recalled the scantily dressed girl in the lobby after his meeting at the Privino was wearing a suit blazer and short-shorts that were white with black pinstripes. Dino blushed when he remembered that she wasn't wearing a shirt underneath. Just a maroon bra with the Privino crest on it.
"A-hem!" coughed Romario.
Dino chuckled and scrathed his head innocently.
"But what would make you think that was her."
Romario took out a picture of a pregnant african-american woman. "She told me I got her pregnant while we were stationed in America in the mid-late 90s." He went on to tell Dino that the woman had told him that when the girl turned five she'd send her to Italy for a visit. "Only, she never showed up."
Dino was still a little unbelieveing.
"Plus, sometimes, I get her photo age processed, and this is what she'd've looked like," he said, taking another picture out of his wallet.
"How many of these so you have?" Dino asked worriedly; but he was shocked at the resemblence nonetheless.
Romario dodged his question with another. "How do you suppose the Privino got their hands on her?"
They sat and thought for a while.
"That's it!" Dino exclaimed jumping up from his chair. "The Privino must've picked her up from the airport and kept her!"
Dino was taken back when he saw the rage explode on Romario's face. And then he did someting unexpected...He shouted.
"THOSE BASTARDS! KIDNAPPING A LITTLE GIRL-NO! MY LITTLE GIRL! THEY WILL PAY!"
Dino spent the next half hour trying to calm him down.
Meanwhile at the Privino Headquarters...
Dino Privino stood in the doorway of Magarets room, eating an apple.
"So they think this guy is your dad? And now what?"
"Nothing." Magaret responded zipping up her suitcase. "They also want me to do some trainging to try and protect you better."
Dino rolled his eyes. "Because you can best protect me thousands of miles away?"
Magaret turned to him with a sly smirk. "It almost souds like you care."
Dino rolled his eyes again and walked toward the kitchen.
Magaret soon followed with her bags in tow. She looked at Dino in the kitchen who was staring at her. "What?"
"Nothing..." He looked down with a sad expression on his face. "Its just...I'm not gonna get to see you for nearly three weeks."
Magaret looked at him strangely. 'He's never said anything like that before.'
"I'm sooo excited", he cheered. "I hope your replacement is hot!"
"Fuck you, Dino."
A shiny black car rolled up to the Cavallone manor around five pm. A single black stiletto stepped out, followed by another. Magaret stepped out in a long version of her normal uniform, and the driver helped her get her bags out of the trunk.
She started toward the house when a few men came out to help her and took her bags inside. Once inside she was greeted by Dino Cavallone.
Magaret frowned. 'This guy doesn't look very bossly,' she thought to herself.
"Ah! Ms. Madarame," Dino said walking up to her.
Magaret courtseid and greeted him in her normal monotone voice. "I thank you for inviting me, Don Cavallone."
"Oh its no worry. I hope your flight and your ride were okay?" She nodded. He told his men to take Magarets thinds and show her to her room.
The Cavallone manor was esquisite! It was far diffrent than the Privino headquarters. More homey.
Magaret was taken to her room. She was imoppressed. The room was nearly as large as her shared suite back home. And she felt that it was furnished for a princess. 'Are these the kinds of rooms the Dons daughters have?' she asked herself setting her things on the bed.
After she had gotten situated, a knock came to the door and a maid came in. "Dinner wil be served at six. Would you like a snack?" She was about to reject when her stomach growled and she remembered that sine she'd flown coach and all she had to eat was some peanuts and a finger sandwich.
She thought for a momoent then ordered a club sandwhich. The maid nodded and left. Magaret smiled ad jumped on her bed. 'Its nice being waited on instead of doing the waitng for once.' she thought to herself. Another knock came to the door.
She jumped up and straightned her clothes out. "come in." One of Don Cavallone's men opened the door.
"Don Cavallone would like to give you a tour of the manor. " It was more of a command than a request. And she'd been taking orders so long she didn't even notice. But then she remembered that she is a guest. And she also remembered that she wasn't fond of "Dino's".
She looked at the deadly man past his sunglasses iunto his eyes and said, "Please tell the Don that I'm going to have to respectfully decline."
He raised his eyebrow.
With a roll of her neck she said,"tell him I'm feeling a little jet lagged and I need to rest."
She could tell this upset the mafiosi as he stiffly nodded and left. Later her sandwhich came and ate it contently.
Dinner consisted of Magaret and Don Cavallone and a few of his men.
"How are you feeling Ms. Madame? I heard you were feelnig a little uneasy earlier," he asked taking a sip of wine.
She glared at him, an he looked a little taken back.
"Please, call me Magaret. Don Cavallone, may I-
"Please, call me Dino."
"... Don Cavallone, may I ask you a question?"
Dino smirked while his eyebrow twitched in annoyance. "Yes?"
"What's the real reason that I'm here?"
"Woah! You don't beat around the bush. Well you see, as the bodygaurd of the next leader of the Privino family, we need to make sure that you're capable of your duties. And even if you already are, we're going to make you stronger."
She nodded and tought for a moment.
"No," she responded setting her fork down and wiping her mouth.
"Excuse me?"
"I think I'm fine just the way I am."
"Well, actually you have no say." he said as he stuffed a forkfull of food into his mouth. He chewed and swallowed and continued, "This was an indirect roder from Don Prino."
Magaret was dumfouded and upset. Then she straightened back up. "Would you mind my asking, I thought I was here because it was believed that you're Right-Arm, Romario Cavallone, was my father?"
Dino laced his fingers and rested his chin on them. "Its true that was his initial thought; but we have no way of knowing for sure."
"I'm not sure I want to know." Magaret responded a little disgusted.
Dinow was confused at her expression, but she had her reasons.
"Well, if you excuse me," she said sttanding up,"I think I'll be retiering for the night. Besides, you have other geusts to prepare for, right?"
Dino wondered how she could've known that, but he didn't dwell on it for too long. He only wondered where Romario went instead of showing up for dinner.