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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jul 21, 2009 22:38:32 GMT -6
Giovanni sat in his office, his Beretta and a glass of Scotch sitting on his desk. The kids were out with the Nanny for god knows how long, and it was just him and Serafina. Giovanni looked at the file on his desk, it was given to him by Antonino "Tony the Cop" Roselli, a man with connections to Washington D.C. and he had given Giovanni the file devoted to Luciano Santapaola and the Santapaola. Giovanni narrowed down the ones loyal to Luciano, and he was preparing to purge the family of them, and Luciano too if he got the chance. He was secretly importing Zips from Castellammare del Golfo. He was preparing for a war.
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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jul 21, 2009 22:40:11 GMT -6
Serafina spent all her time in bed, the curtains closed, the lights off. She felt like she had a constant headache, and slept. She hardly ate or drank anything...
She knew what was coming, and she wanted to just curl up and die...
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jul 21, 2009 22:49:48 GMT -6
There was a knock at Giovanni's office door, and he said quietly "Come in." The door swung open and he saw two of his men, a Zip name Leone Ottaviano and an Italian-American named Vincent Drago. Giovanni looked confused as to why they were here so soon, he was expecting all his men for a meeting later, but it was too soon. He slid his Beretta off the desk and cocked it, preparing for an assassination attempt, just in case. Vincent smiled and said "Giovanni, well looks like your here by yourself? Where's your bodyguards? No matter, it makes everything easier for us. Luciano Santapaola sends his regards." And Vincent dove to the side and revealed Leone with a gun pointed at Giovanni, but Giovanni was ready. He fired from under his desk, and Leone howled with pain as the bullet hit him in the knee and as he wobbled, Giovanni fired a bullet and hit him in the chest, and he fell to the ground dead. Vincent was about to rise, but Giovanni gave him a bullet under the chin. Then once they were both dead, he spat on their bodies.
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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jul 21, 2009 22:53:53 GMT -6
Serafina heard the gun shots and sat up in bed. "Gio!?"
Weakly, she climbed out of the bed and ran as fast as she could towards the sound, whimpering and crying like a child. Her hair was wild, her night gown tight against her body in the front and billowing in the bad.
"GIO!" She screamed, smelling the blood and terrified that she will find her husband dead.
When she reached the door, her large and tearful eyes saw the dead bodies and then she looked at her husband whos till stood. "God! Gio! Oh Gio!" She walked towards him, reaching for him...
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jul 21, 2009 23:04:47 GMT -6
Giovanni howled in anger, "That asshole!" Then he saw Serafina enter and wrapping his arm around her, he whispered "I'm sorry. But Luciano is dead. These two came here trying to kill me in his name. No more peace. No more negotiations."
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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jul 21, 2009 23:06:56 GMT -6
Serafinas blood ran cold. She felt sick and weak, and as she heard Giovannis words she looked up into his face and shook her head slowly in disbelief. It was all too horrible, and it was all her fault.
Her hands dropped to her side. She didnt beg him. She knew there was no point. Slowly she turned away rom him and stepped over one of the dead men, meaning to go back to bed...
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jul 21, 2009 23:22:28 GMT -6
Giovanni saw the hurt in Serafina's eyes, and as she walked away, he reached out his arm and said quietly "Sera, come here. Please, tell me what would make you happy again?"
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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jul 21, 2009 23:24:04 GMT -6
Serafina turned back and went obediantly into his arms. She weakly rested her head under his chin.
"I'm not well..." She said quitely. "I just want to sleep and never wake up..."
Her arms wrapped around him, her hands pressing on his back as she whimpered. "Please... please no more killing... I cant take this..."
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jul 22, 2009 20:36:52 GMT -6
Giovanni frowned and then kissing Serafina's forehead, he responded quietly "Sera, please. It is already in motion. Zips are entering New York sent by my Uncle Enrico. Tony the Cop is preparing the Treasury Department, mainly the IRS, into looking into Luciano and his men. My men are walking the streets armed with vests and weapons. Something has started that cannot be stopped now. Please try to understand."
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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jul 22, 2009 20:46:01 GMT -6
Serafina just stared at him, her face pale and horrified. When he kissed her forehead she pulled away and shook her head. "I hate this! I hate all of this! I hate my life! I wish I was dead!"
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jul 22, 2009 20:48:42 GMT -6
Giovanni sighed and said "Sera, calm the fuck down. This has nothing to do with you. This is only business. Luciano fucked with the wrong person, and all the Dagos who side with him are now screwed. Just please calm down. If you want to take a vacation somewhere, then name it. Anything to get you calm."
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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jul 22, 2009 20:51:32 GMT -6
"Nothing to do with me!?" Serafina all but shrieked, "Would you be having this god damn blood purge if it wasnt for the fact that I slept with Luciano!? You know what Giovanni, if theres anyone who should be punished is you! If you had been the husband I need and deserve, then maybe I wouldnt have had to look for comfort in another mans bed!"
With that she turned to walk out...
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jul 22, 2009 20:54:54 GMT -6
Giovanni strided forward and grabbed Serafina's arm, not violently but with enough force to stop her, and he said quietly with determined calm "This Blood Purge, is business. It happened after my father was shot by that Dago, Federico Righetti. That's how I got this position, that's how I became fucking Don. Luciano fucked with the wrong man. And second, fuck you Sera. Don't you fucking blaim your actions on me. That is nothing but fucking pathetic!"
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Post by Serafina DiLeonardo on Jul 22, 2009 20:59:29 GMT -6
Serafina pulled her arm from him, angry tears spilling down her cheeks.
"Fuck you! I hope you die! I hope someone puts you in your place Giovanni DiLeonardo!"
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Post by Giovanni DiLeonardo on Jul 22, 2009 21:15:13 GMT -6
Giovanni just stared and smirked while she told him off. When she finished, he stared at her and still smirking replied simply "Right." Her hysterics was nothing new to Giovanni, he was used to them.
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