Author's pov.
Years ago.
      "You want me dead so you could live?." Don Lucien repeated after Zavi, with a crooked smile on the side of his lip.
       "Isn't it what you've always taught me, I must lose to gain, father? Now, it's my time to rule, to take what belongs to me. It's my time to want everything under my feet." Zavi replied, pressing the gun right at his wound, Don Lucien groaned in pain, he wasn't against what he was doing, damn, he was happy his son was becoming who he wanted him to become, he was rather happy that he's leaving his wealth in good hands. He was both a master and a father, he was thrilled at what he'd seen in him.
            Don Lucien knew his games, he knew what Zavi was planning, if this was how he was gonna leave, and live a normal quiet life that no one would know he still lived, then so be it.
He grabbed his hand which held the gun and said, "Do it. I have nothing more to live for. For the fact that you do this to rule, do it but listen, son if you ever begin to back out, I'll come back and kill you myself." Zavi could see through the warning, he meant every word.
             "Why don't I finish you off now rather than risk you coming back?." He asked, then raised the gun to his chest.
"Adios Papa, I'll see you in hell." He released the bullet, the sound echoing around as he turned and walked into his car, he looked at his father's dead body one last moment before driving out of the vicinity. 
A few minutes passed, and a black car arrived at the scene, a young beautiful lady in black tinted eyeglasses walked out of the car, she puffed out smoke from her lips, taking off her glasses to look at the body. 
               Another man stepped out from the driver's seat. "Get him off that place, we have no time to waste." She said to the man and stepped back into the car. 
The man carried Don Lucien into the back seat and shut the door. 
The woman in the car looked at the body, soaked with blood, and said, "Everything worked as you wanted it, father." 
***
Present day
Alec Romano
My nose burned as I snorted a line, and I felt the warm buzz burn my head. 
"That's cool, can I try?." A very wide-eyed Irene asked me. 
I scoffed.
"No."
"Please…" She begged. 
I looked at her, my red eyes looking at her over again. For a moment I admired her, her deep black curls flew down freely on her shoulders, her black inked eyes were beautiful, the way she pouts her mouth made my heart warm up as I turned back to my coke. 
"Shut up," I growled. 
She sighed and mumbled inaudibly to herself, I raised a brow, "What did you say?."
"I said you're a pussy." 
I smiled and snuffed more in my nostrils, as my eyes darted to her, I felt more like I was floating, drugs give me something that bitches cannot. I grabbed the bitch's hair and pushed it back so she could look into my eyes, I rubbed my nose against hers, and she looked like she was enjoying this. 
"I want just a line, Alec." My name left her lips so seductively. 
"Well, then." I shrugged. 
I pushed her hair down to my coke as she inhaled, making noises with her nose as I stroked my right hand on her back.
"It's fucking awesome." She grinned, and I lifted her hand as we locked eyes together. 
At that moment, a knock came on my door. 
The door flew open to review William. 
"What the fuck do you want, Will?." 
"You must want to see this." He said, in a serious tone. William is always the serious one, he takes this job so very serious. 
I looked at Irene and mumbled, "You stay here and don't come outside." 
I pushed the door closed and went down with Will. 
Just when I was about to take the first step, I saw the one who made my heart fly. It was like I had seen a ghost. My steps faltered looking at him.
Don Lucien. 
He turned around and looked up as I continued going down. 
"You must be shocked, son." He said immediately I went over the last step.
"Don Lucien?." I asked, my eyes widening in fear. He was the only man who made me taste fear. I thought this man was dead, what the fuck?.
He went closer and hugged me, I nearly peed in my pants. This man right here was supposed to die, wait a minute, am I dreaming? I must be out of my mind right now.
"You still do that, huh!." He asked as he disengaged from the hug. He was referring to drugs.
"Is..is this you?." I fucking stuttered. I must be scared to death right now.
"I lived, son." He smiled but I didn't think it reached his eyes, this man is so cunning. 
He looked behind him, and that's when I noticed that gorgeous looking young lady beside him, her deep brown curls, she was putting on a black suit, she looked like a professional..killer. The minute she took off her tinted cool glasses made my heart almost stop. 
Andrea.
That was Zavi's fucking twin. 
How the fuck is she here with her father?
All we ever knew was a lie.
She was taken by Zavi's mom the day she escaped this life. The last time I had seen her was when she was a child. 
And now, she looked so beautiful and deadly.
"Andrea," I called slowly.
Don Lucien chuckled.
"I didn't know you would still recognize her." 
Why won't I recognize my cousin?Am I crazy?
"Now, that you've seen us, where the fuck is my son?." 
Silence fell in between us for some minutes.
"He left for some business," I replied slowly.
He breathed out.
"Well, a business can wait. I want him right now." He commanded. 
You know how it is, to stand in front of this powerful man. The most dangerous man I've ever seen, the man who created this wealth, all the Italian mafia and also who ruled all, he was the boss of the bosses. No man can ever stand up to him, disobey him and die immediately. 
That's who he was.
My hands quickly went to my pocket and took out my phone. 
I looked at Andrea as I dialed Zavi's phone.
Hell, the fool's ignoring my call, he doesn't know yet.
"You have to come now," I said immediately after he picked up.
"What's going on?." I asked him. 
I looked at Don Lucien as he paced around the sitting room.
"Your father and sister are here."