Me A Mafia Boss?! Chapter One

It was a early spring morning, I was on my way to school since I didn’t live too far from the school grounds I walked. To be honest I’d much rather ride the bus, like everyone else but my foster parents argued that since I had two feet I could walk there. Don’t get me wrong they weren’t bad parents its just, they got under my skin you know the usual teenage hormonal thing that every teenager supposedly went through. But nonetheless even if they did get on my nerves, I wouldn’t trade them for the world they were all I had. I knew nothing of my real parents, whether they were alive or dead was news to me its not like I hated them though. I just wanted to know, if they were alive or not and if they were I wanted to know what was so wrong with me for them to give me up. Just as I was about ready to turn down the street that lead to my school, I noticed a long black limo pulling up beside me who wouldn’t notice the vehicle?

Around these parts, it was uncommon to see a limo or anything kind of fancy car for that matter. Maybe they were lost, and needed directions I thought quietly to myself but before I had time to dwell on the matter two men in tuxedos got out and came at me! What the hell?! I thought to myself I tried running the other way to get away from the goons. But the one closet to me, grabbed a hold of me and pressed some kind of cloth that smelled of chemicals, I tried my best not to inhale the scent but it was hard not to as the need for air was kicking in. A few moments later, I became dizzy and my consciousness was fading fast against my will I slumped against the guy who held onto me. Hours later I winced a little as I opened my eyes, my head was killing me .... what had happened? Where was I? I sat up in a bed that was draped in red silk, above me black silk like curtains hung from the bars on the bed. As I looked around I saw that I was in a bedroom of some sort, everything was so expensive looking there was antique dresser, along with a vanity which looked as if it was made back in the Victorian era.

I got up out of the bed, and as I got a better look I saw that the walls were a creamy white color, and the windows were long and trimmed in silver, while the doors were white and trimmed in gold. Just as I headed for the door, to find out where the heck I was the door knob twisted and in walked a women in about her late thirties early forties. She had long red fiery hair, and her eyes were a deep chocolate brown she was absolutely stunning. “Oh I see you up, come this way please you must be wondering why you’re here.” replied the woman as she stepped aside so I could get by. I looked wary, I didn’t want to go anywhere with this strange women, but on the other hand if I didn’t go with her I couldn’t find out the answer to why I had been kidnaped like that. “Alright.” I replied quietly as I walked out of the room. From there I followed her down, several long halls everything looked so expensive there were art sculptures, old paintings, the hall that we were currently walking down had portraits of people hanging on the wall, it was most likely this houses ancestors. Finally we came to a pair of huge double doors at the end of the hall, the woman opened the door and allowed me to go in. “I’ve brought her Giovanni.” said the woman.

I looked to a long desk that was in the middle of the room, the black leather chair that had been facing the window turned around to reveal a man close to the woman’s age. He too was looker, what with his short brown hair, and deep green eyes and with a muscle tone that most guys spent their whole life trying to achieve. “Thank you Arina, Cosette you must have had a troubling morning please take a seat.” replied the man named Giovanni. As I took a seat on the leather couch that was near one of the long framed windows, it dawned on me that he had called me by my name. “How do you know my name?” I asked cautiously. Giovanni smiled warmly as he replied. “In due time my dear, just listen and you’ll understand soon.” It was a good thing I was a patient, rational person or I’d be pissed and demanding answers right about now, I thought quietly to myself. I nodded, and waited for him to explain the reason for why I was kidnaped like that this morning. “First before I get into the details, could you tell me something? What do you know of your real parents?” Giovanni asked casually.

My parents? Why would he even know that the people, I was living with weren’t my real parents? I wondered silently. “I don’t know how you know .... that Callie, and Jake aren’t my real parents, but besides that I never knew my real parents why do you ask?” I asked. “This may come of a shock to you, but you see me and Arina are you parents, we’ve brought you home so that you can inherit the Vanduchi family or to make more clear you are to be the next head of the family.” explained Giovanni. I looked at both of them, like that had flipped their cookies, there was no way these stunning creatures could be my real parents, for two what was this business with the mafia, and me being the head of family?! “Whoa, whoa forgive me for not believing this but there’s no way you could be my parents, we don’t look anything alike.

Also I don’t know what games you guys are into but this is reality there’s no such thing as the mafia.” I stated. “Its understandable that you don’t believe us, but we have proof that your our daughter, Jake was a former member of our family he left so that he could take care of you. While we didn’t want to give you up, darling we didn’t want you to grow up in this atmosphere. So your father had his right hand man take you in, until you were the age of seventeen.” explained Arina. Before I could protest that, it really wasn’t proof that I was their daughter, Arina handed me the phone probably so I could call them and hear it for myself. I dialed the number, and after a few rings Callie picked up. “Hello?” “Callie its me .... is Jake there?” I asked quietly. “Yes he just got in .... is there something wrong?” Callie asked softly. I smiled a little, while she was a worrywart she was very kind I thought quietly to myself. “Not really, I just need to ask him something.” I replied. “Cosette what is it?” Jake replied as Callie must have handed him the phone. I told him what had happened, and I asked what I wanted to know .... what worried me was there was nothing but silence on the other end.

Which bothered me, I was waiting for him to deny it saying those people where just nuts and that he was coming to get me. “Jake .... say something.” I pressed. “Its true, your father asked me to take you in at a very early age so you wouldn’t be exposed, to the mafia he and your mother didn’t want you to get hurt . About the mafia it does exist, like it did long ago its kept a secret though only those who are in a family, and those that have connections with them know about it. Your father’s a good man, and your mother is a fine woman do your best to make them proud and become the next Vanduchi’s maifa boss.” replied Jake. I couldn’t believe it, it was all true .... every last bit of it Jake never lied anything I ever wanted to know he told it to me bluntly. But nonetheless it was still very shocking, I didn’t really know how to react I wasn’t exactly mad, or sad maybe I was in shock. “I see .... well thank you for everything .... I’ll come get my stuff later.” I replied quietly. “There’s no need for that, we’ll have your stuff sent .... this isn’t goodbye Cosette I’m positive we’ll still see each other.” Jake replied.

“Yeah okay bye then.” I said as I pushed the off button and handed the phone back to Arina. “Is everything clear now?” Giovanni uh I mean dad asked. It would take some time for me to be able to call this man dad .... I had never called anyone dad before not even Jake it was always Jake and Callie was Callie. “Yes .... its not a lot to take in to be honest, but I don’t want to be the head of this mafia family .... I wont kill anyone.” I replied quietly. “You misunderstand, yes the mafia has its bad sides .... this families no different to be honest but we don’t kill people on hand just because we want to. We sell artifacts, and things dealing with art and antiques. Its not all about guns, and violence Cosette .... I hope you’ll reconsider.” replied Dad. “I’ll have to think .... about this I hope you don’t expect me to give you a answer right away.” I replied quietly. “Of course not, we’ll give you four days to decide that should be enough time however there two individuals that I would like you to meet.” replied dad. It was still odd even acknowledging that he was my dad, or that Arina was my mother.

“Okay when do I meet them?” I asked. “You two may come in now.” Dad said without answering me. I turned around, as the door opened and in walked two very good looking guys one had wild dark brown spiky hair, with grey eyes, the other had shoulder length black hair, with midnight blue eyes. Both of them wore glassy expressions, as if they were the walking dead themselves .... I had this overwhelming urge to run up to them, and run my hand in front of their face to see if they’d move, or blink for that matter. “Cosette meet Shane Resetti, and Lain Duchino these two will be the first two members of your family. While both are good with good with guns, they each have their own good qualities that will, prove useful for them to be apart of your family.” replied Dad as he pointed out who was who. Shane was the guy with black hair, and Lain had dark brown hair. “So what your trying to say is, their actually just my brothers and they’ll protect me.” I stated while looking at them. I heard my dad sigh, I must not be getting the point here I thought to myself. But how the hell was I suppose to? I didn’t know anything about this lifestyle, and I’d rather not have anything to do with it. “No they aren’t your brothers by blood, let me explain it this way your mafia family is just like a real family loyalty is very high in this family that’s why its important for you to pick good men, and or woman to join this family. You’re a important part, of this family now, or I should rather say when you accept your title as the twenty first Vanduchi head of the family.” explained dad.

That didn’t really make things too much clearer, but I kind of got a idea of what was being said. “Hello its nice to meet both you I’m Cosette Winston er I mean Vanduchi.” I replied as I walked over to the guys in the black tuxedos. Lain clasped my hand tightly, and shook it firmly as he beamed and replied. “It’ll be nice working with you boss I’m Lain.” Shane then bowed, and took my hand and lightly shook it. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, Shane Resetti at your service.” Shane said with a wink.