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“The Antonovich brothers are cruel bastards. We need to take the Antonovich brothers down without too much bloodshed.”
My father nods. He does not look happy.
“Bobby, New York is complaining that you live an ostentatious lifestyle, frequenting posh Hollywood nightclubs and dating high-profile models and actresses. They are afraid you are attracting too much attention from the FBI. You are thinking with your cock and not your head when it comes to the women you fuck! As capo you cannot be seen as weak.”
This must be about Evie Bliss. Fuck! I need to ghost her.
“Why the fuck do they care who I sleep with? I am making everyone money!”
“Money is not enough, son. New York still has old fashioned ideas. They don’t want progress. They don’t understand the internet. They want us to stick to racketeering and dealing drugs. Paul Jr.’s wife, Gia, has her father’s ear, she wants Paul Jr. to be capo.”
I roll my eyes. Gia Bellantoni, an Italian New York mafia princess, is still pissed that I did not choose to marry her. Adan Bellantoni gave her to Paul Jr. instead of me. She does not think Paul Jr. is good enough for her. Fuck her.
“I knew Paul Jr.’s wife would become a problem. She is an ambitious cunt.” I speak.
My father frowns. If he were still capo, he wouldn’t take any shit from New York. He is getting soft.
“Do you remember Zachary Fielding?” My father asks.
Why is my father bringing up Fielding?Zachary Fielding is my father’s closest friend. My father gave Fielding his first loan to buy a small apartment building in the city. The start of Zachary Fielding’s’ real estate empire. Fielding is now a billionaire. He owns a great deal of Chicago’s downtown and near north side commercial real estate.
Over the years, my father has helped him secure loans at extremely low interest rates. In return, Fielding helps my father launder money from illegal Outfit business. Fielding never gets his hands dirty. He is one of the most wealthy and powerful men in Chicago. Thanks to my father. I have never understood why my father helps Fielding when our family gets so little in return.Is it because Fielding has politicians in his pocket?I suspect my father wants to run the Fielding empire.Is he planning a merger?
“Yes, he is the billionaire real estate tycoon that you have done favors for your entire life and haven’t gotten hardly anything in return.”
My father gives me the look. The look that tells me I should shut the fuck up.
“Zachary Fielding’s’ daughter, Gwendolyn, just turned 18-years-old. You will marry her.”
“What?”
“She is a beautiful young woman. Pure. I spoke to her father tonight and he has agreed to the marriage and my terms. The wedding will be in one month.”
“No. I don’t want to get married!”
“Your days of dating models and actresses are over. I have allowed you to “sew your wild oats”, for far too long. That 35-year-old actress you are dating is a whore! She is just using you to advance her unsuccessful film career. It is time for you to settle down and give up your Hollywood whores. You bring too much publicity to yourself and to our business.”
“She means nothing to me! What difference does it make who I date?”
“It makes a difference if you can’t keep your dick in your pants! I am doing this for your own good. You have got to stop fucking every bimbo that spreads her legs for you. These women are leading you around by the cock. It is an embarrassment. Your mother would be ashamed if she were still alive. The time has come for you to marry a decent woman.”
I hate it when the old man plays the mother card. I run my hand over the crease in my pants on my thigh.
“Let me tell you something, Bobby, I love Gwendolyn like a daughter. You will not fuck her like she is one of your whores! She is a virgin. You will be kind and gentle to her. You will be loving to her. You will make her feel wanted and desired. I have arranged a romantic honeymoon for the two of you.”
The last thing I want is to get married. The second to last thing I want is to marry a virgin. I don’t want to teach a woman how to have sex. I prefer women that can teach me a few things. I like bad girls. Naughty girls. I slam my hand on the table.
“I have never even met her! This is ridiculous! I am capo of the Chicago Outfit. I decide when I marry and to whom!”
My father stands up. His face is red. I have disrespected him.
“No, you do not! I decide who you will marry! I decide if you are capo! If you do not marry Gwendolyn, you will no longer be capo! You will be stripped of your rank and go back to being a soldier on the streets of Chicago! Capise?”
“Yes, sir.”
My father sits down. I hear his chair drag on the tile floor.
I have to marry this girl. I’m fucked!
