Infatuation Of Darkness

A week had gone by after their talk. It was slow and unsteady for him. to pass the time he worked continuously to make sure that the work was done by the time she was woken up and after that, he would be able to spend all his with her. 

To be frank, The only reason why Angelo had her woken up was that he had missed her voice. Now that he had heard, it was completely fine with her recovering. 

And since she had been in a medically induced coma, he had been in Chicago. The Chicago organisation was in Shambles and he had finished them. All of them. And after that, he had established his base there.

Now he owned many buildings in which his soldiers resided but mostly they were scattered in different places. He had bought offices and houses. It had taken a long time for all of this to happen and he took all the precautions for it. Silvano had preferred to stay in a mansion in Chicago houses and he had brought it for himself.

Angelo and Vincenzo had bought a condominium for themselves. As much as the liked their space, in new territory, they wanted to know what was happening in their space and to keep an eye on it and it was only possible to do so in smaller spaces with given exits.

He had arranged for everything here. She would have a bed or a different room, a nurse twenty-four seven and everything else she would want.

She was healing, her body no longer wanted drug immediately after it's effect were over. He was assured that she would be woken up soon and that he could have her transferred to Chicago as soon as that happened. Angelo who had no worries of bringing her back to New York for checkups so he made sure that he would stay out of Chicago hospital as he had no connections there yet.

He was in the headquarters office organisation. He had been taking out the members of the other organisation as they could not be trusted. It was true that if the could not be loyal to the previous bosses then they could never be loyal to him and even if there were and Angelo not going to take that chance.

A captain was sitting in front of him having the reports of every other member that they had killed or captured. "What is Happening Adriano?" He asked as they were walking to the basement. "What are the rest up to," he clarified, realising that he had been vague in asking so.

"The rest. Mr Silvano is rounding up the assets the organisation had. He had many accountants with him for it and soldiers too. Then comes Vincenzo, he is busy with finding the rest of the men who possibly could have escaped. We are making sure that no one is left. The rest of the capos have divided a lot of work, one-forth is having the properties the group owned transferred to us. Then the half is killing the rest of the living members and any other who were aware of their involvement and has the majority of people with them to take care of disposing of the bodies too."

He breathed a bit making Angelo smile in amusement. "The rest are taking the kind of, miscellaneous jobs. They are having the apartments bought, lending them for rent or disposing of any other evidence that could have any person, law or not, come at us."

Angelo nodded, having listened to him attentively. "So everything is taken care of," he concluded. "Good everything is according to plan."

"Ah yes, it is," Adriano seemed to hesitate a bit. "When are you bringing Donna to Chicago?"

Angelo halted at that making Adriano's breath hitched. He had stepped far, he knew it. Damn.

"Soon," The boss answered making the third in command go in shock. "Her initial recovery would be in New York but after a while, I would shift her to Chicago."

Adriano nodded hurriedly. The Don had answered his question regarding his personal life and somehow, it made him realise that the Don considered him a sort of his inner circle.

He finally made it.

Adriano checked his watch, it was half-past three in the afternoon. He had to get many things done. "Boss, the Chicago building—"

"Sir!" A man running towards them had them halt their conversation. The quick strides that the man took to walk towards was not linked by Angelo. It was obvious that something had happened and the quick steps he took, the more Angelo's dislike for the situation he had to present.

"What is it?" He tiredly waved his hand around and asked as the man neared. His was going to be a handful. He could tell.

"The Um.." he hesitated in how to present it, "Mr Alessandro from Italy is on the phone."

Angelo frowned, "there are more than fifty Mr Alessandros alive, which one are you talking about. Be clear."

The soldier hesitated again.

Jesus, he thought, how much scared this man was of him?

"Take the fucking name. Speak freely!"

"Marcus Alessandro called. He said that he is expecting a callback."

Angelo stared at the man before scoffing, "Expecting.." who the fuck did he think he was? The only man that Angelo allowed to have him order around was his father. No one else could ever question his decisions except his father.

"Leave." To the soldier who scurried away. "We will have this conversation later. For now, excuse me, Adriano."

The soldier nodded to the boss and then left. Angelo walked to his office and failed his father's number. He had to be updated.

"Do you think it could mean that we have a rat?" On being told what happened the first thing that Gabriel thought of was having a rat. Otherwise, how did the people living in Italy now what they were doing with your organisation when it was kept under the wraps?

"Possibly," he answered.. "And I am going to drill the consequences into his mind."