Mafia Tales

[xdaddys_kittenx]

Story:
Italy, famous for the arts such as painting and music. However Italy is also known for one more thing, the mafia. One of the most renown mafia family in Italy is the DiSalvo’s. The DiSalvo’s own a great amount of territory and businesses in Italy. They are known to be the head family. Infamous for their no conscience killing and their tough grip on the city of Sicily, they are a family to be feared and respected. The head of the DiSalvo’s is Anthony DiSalvo. Anthony broke one rule of the family, never marry outside your own race. Anthony married a beautiful French woman named Dominique DeMoore. Because of this tension in the family has grown. Another issue was the fact that Dominique and Anthony only had one child, a girl. Only a girl left to rule the family. That would not work, the family believed in tradition and the tradition was that the men are the head of the household. That wasn’t to say the women didn’t have any power, they did in their own way. In order to calm the family’s protest Anthony said that he would marry his daughter off to the second ranking family. This cooled the tension…for now.

The next blow to the family came when Caprice DiSalvo the daughter of Anthony and Dominique returned to Italy after going to school in England. When Caprice came back it was revealed that she studied law and planned to be a lawyer. But the blow came when she announced that she didn’t want to be a part of the family business. Oh that night would never end. The constant yelling her father gave. Caprice made a deal with her father, every Friday she would come to family dinner and still spend time with everyone despite not wanting to be part of the family. Her father said yes because he had his own plan forming. He would find someone to woo her. Someone to marry her. She would be back in the family…somehow.

NOTE: Alright, so let me give the basics of this Rp. This Rp is open for everyone. Anyone can play anything they want to play. Now in the story Caprice’s father is trying to get Caprice to fall in love and hopefully come back into the family. So I am looking for someone to play her father Anthony as well as someone to woo her. Whoever wants to play that I only as that you are detailed with your posts, I don’t need fifty paragraphs I just like details. As for anyone else who wants to join in the Rp, go right ahead! Please enjoy!! This may not start off sexual but it can get there. This doesn’t have to be the main story other stories can mix and come into play. Like some bratty family member who is trying to seduce the men of power so she can get power. Possibilities are endless.

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Caprice had just finished at the court house when she was making her way out. Today she was wearing her expensive Gucci suit. It was a pin stripe blazer with a matching skirt inside the blazer she wore a white button up blouse that really was made of a thin material showing off what she was wearing underneath. Her suit clung to her body form really showing off her curves. With her suit she wore some other expensive heels that were about five inches in height. Caprice was a short woman considering the fact that she was only five feet, she got her height from her mother. But that was not the only thing she got from her mother. From her father she had gotten long black hair that had a slight wave and curl to it, not too much just enough. She looked mostly like her mother because of her milky complexion and her green eyes. Caprice had a really soft and gentle face, angelic. No one would ever think she belonged to the mafia. She did.

Caprice got into her car and drove off. She was running late for family dinner so she kind of sped up. It was a thirty minute drive from the court house to her main house. Caprice paused as she reached the large iron gates, letting out a soft sigh she drove up to the code box, punching in her own special code. Caprice loved her family but the family dinners always led to a fight of some sort, she assumed tonight would be the same. Taking in one more breath as the gates opened, praying that tonight would be different. Slowly now she drove up to the house, parking right in front of the house. Biting her lip, she just looked at her door. Dreading going in. Slowly she got out of the car and grabbed her purse, making her way to the front door, she unlocked it with her own key. “I’m home.” She announced as she walked into the house. She gave her purse to the maid and made her way to the dinning room, knowing everyone was probably already eating.

 

[RPMate]

Tank was a tall man, standing at a height of 6'5 with a strong physique that could intimidate anyone.
He had to be, it was almost a requirement and was expected by the mafia family that the Bruno's were to be built this way, including the females whom instead of being buff were agile and deadily.
Both genders of his family were taught hand to hand combat at a young age reguardless on if they wanted to or not and when they grew old enouph was even forced to attend lessons on various firearms.
In this line of work however it all came in handy and was what earned the Bruno family it's reputation and respect for being excellent bodyguards with no hesitation to kill for the higher ups, including the the house of Disalvo.

In relation to the mafia's standings the Bruno family was distant cousin to the Disalvo family having been brought togeather by arranged marriages and various other bondings around the time the Disalvo's were first starting to rise to power as the strongist family.
The Bruno's were concidered to be the muscles of the Disalvo family, they lapdogs if you will that were very loyal and dependable but had a short life expectancy for their self sacrificeing nature but that came naturally in this line of work and was what made them the best bodyguards in all of Italy.

Tank dispite his size was the youngist of his family, only being about twentyfour in age with dark brown hair and pericing yellow eyes. He had much promise dispite his young age and it was because of this he was assigned to help guard the house and family of Disalvo. Standing off to the side Tank leaned against the wall as the rest of the family ate their supper and it wasn't until the announcement of Caprice arival did Tank look up. She was late..but then agian she always was to these sort of things and Tank couldn't help but to chuckle quietly to himself and shake his head. Somethings never changed.

 

[s53mith]

Mario Vocelli

Mario had just pulled his car back into his apartment’s driveway and turned off his engine. It had almost become pointless to even have an apartment here because he was constantly staying away from home.

Mario Vocelli was one of Anthony DiSalvo’s most trusted body guard. At a mere 30 years of age, Mario quickly rose in the organization because of being the son of a captain. Known more for his computer skills as a child he transitioned into a tech rather than muscle. His first assignments had been to upgrade security in most of the captain’s residences and ‘businesses’. After doing a superb job, Anthony put him in charge of all security for the organization. He quickly upgraded surveillance and communication systems that were all on secure lines. After Caprice returned from England Anthony gave Mario the sole duty of exclusively overseeing the security of his daughter.

He worked directly with his small team that was more like traditional body guards. He put hidden tracers and bugs on Caprice’s car, briefcases, they even managed to put some on her favorite jewelry, all of course without her knowledge her father was very strict on that part. So he devised a system of 2 to 3 shadows at a time. All working independently and coordinated by Mario. To make sure Caprice was accessible at all times if needed he had women and men employed. To make sure she never suspected anything, Mario managed by directing the shadows at greater than normal distances because of all the tracers. At anytime when Caprice was driving there would be two shadow cars ready to react at a moments notice. To further hide his team, they varied disguises, shadow cars, and even were planted in jobs that were closest to where Caprice worked (nothing a little muscle couldn’t do to ‘convince’ the managers).

This wasn’t because Anthony didn’t trust his daughter, it was because other families saw that she was a weakness to the organization and killing her would secure them more power when Anthony was no longer in charge.

Mario had just finished shadowing Caprice to her father’s villa. Friday was the only day he had off anymore. Exiting his car he thought, “I’m moving closer to where she lives, I can’t stay here just once a week.”

The only loophole was Mario’s longtime friend Tank Bruno. He was always stationed around Anthony DiSalvo, and Mario was worried about his attraction to Caprice. Of course Mario was attracted to her as well, who wouldn’t, but Anthony was very strict that only the man he chose is allowed with her. But Mario would never be able to betray his friend to Anthony, chasing of male lawyers with ‘convincing’ is something different than a close friend.

 

[xdaddys_kittenx]

Caprice sighed as her father frowned at her being late to dinner. Because this was the only time she would come to the house he wanted her to come home on time. Caprice just smiled when he frowned and walked over to him. She kissed him upon the cheek and sighed, “Papa, I drove as fast as I could. I’m home now, shouldn’t that be all that matters?” He just frowned but kissed her in return for the kiss on the cheek. Caprice smiled and walked over to her mother saying her hellos and kissing her upon the cheek as well. Typical Italian family had to show respect to everyone. Caprice went around the whole table saying her hellos and kissing everyone on the cheek. They were all either her family or friends of the family.

Caprice paused though as she saw the two bodyguards. Caprice didn’t know that Mario was her bodyguard; she always assumed he was her father’s own since he had that reputation. Caprice knew about Tank and who he watched. Smiling to the two, she stood there. Both were tall in height compared to her. Caprice was very dainty, small but that just added to her charm. “Well, I would have to grab many chairs and stand on them in order to kiss your cheeks.” She said to both, so laughing she kissed her palm and pressed her palm against Tank’s cheek. She then kissed her palm again and pressed it against Mario’s cheek. “Hello to both of you.” She nodded and turned to go over to her seat at the table. Everyone was family; no one was treated like they weren’t worth anything. That was the way of the DiSalvo’s.

Caprice went to grab some wine when her father brought up the topic of her work. Sighing she just sipped her wine and slowly removed her blazer. As she took off her blazer it was obvious what she was wearing underneath the shirt. Her black lace bra was pressed against the white blouse. As her father looked over to continue the conversation he paused. Raising an eyebrow to her, Caprice just smiled and ate her food. Not caring. Not saying anything. Her father sighed, “Caprice, you act like a teenager. That is why you should marry. Once you are married you might not act like such a teenager.” Caprice looked over to her father. “No, I might act even more like a teenager and have sex in the car with my husband.” She said being blunt. Everyone just laughed and enjoyed their meal. None of this drama was new.

 

[RPMate]

Listening to Caprice, Tank smiled and nodded in return while accepting the strange kiss which Caprice often did to anyone who was taller then her, which in her case other then her own family was almost everyone.

"It's quite alright miss Caprice..it's good to see you at least made it here..and in once peace."

Tank said, with the last part of under his breath so only she could hear. A few days eariler he had the honor of being the passenger of Caprice car once and it was an expereince he certinlly didn't want to go through again.

Smileing Tank watched as Caprice welcomed Mario in a simlier fashion and then returned to her seat with the rest of the DiSalvo’s family.

Tank lightly leaned over closer to Mario then who was a long time friend and fellow bodyguard. They had worked togeather on several occasions but Mario was definitly more expereinced in security then he was.

"heh so how fast was she driving this time? Have any trouble keeping up with her?" Tank said in a low whisper so only Mario would here.

 

[s53mith]

Mario Vocelli

"heh so how fast was she driving this time? Have any trouble keeping up with her?" Tank said in a low whisper so only Mario would here.

“Don’t remind me about it.” Mario said as he rolled his eyes, Anthony would take any accident that Caprice got into as his fault, but he wasn’t the one driving 150 km/hr (95) at times. “I don’t have to keep up, that’s why I have all of those electronics, anyways I’m out of here for the night, I just had to talk to Anthony see you later.” Mario excused himself from Anthony and took off out the door for home while someone else was covering Caprice when she left.

Mario usually doesn’t come into the villa when Caprice visits on Fridays, but he had to talk to Anthony about what happened this week. Protecting her was quite easy with the budget he had, but no amount of insisting would let him install hidden video surveillance inside Caprice’s home. It took weeks to let him even put in bugs to hear if she was in danger.

But this week his team monitored someone entering the house when she was at work. Anthony is very strict about this matter and Mario had to get specific in person permission to enter the house and search for what they did. He suspected the government officials planting bugs of their own. Finding them would be the least of his worries, figuring whose they were would be harder. First he had to figure out if anyone else had the house under surveillance, then enter the house and figure out what they had in there.

Reprogramming bugs to send a false signal that they were still working was easy, video surveillance would have to be removed. Worse yet, Mario had to convince Anthony that he had to check her bedroom just incase it was another family filming her to use as collateral to blackmail her.

Mario figured he would call it a night as he drove through the winding hills a couple of kilos to his house.

 

[xdaddys_kittenx]

Caprice was infamous for her driving. Apparently she was the speed queen. She drove super faster for a dainty girl. She had gotten into a few accidents but usually she almost gets into accidents. Her father once begged her to have a driver, nearly forced her too. But that was when she left the house, he couldn’t have her as his enemy so he coaxed her by letting her drive. However, this was when Mario came into play. He was suppose to watch her and keep her safe. Caprice ate quietly and listened to all the business chit chat. She rolled her eyes not caring one bit. She then looked over and noticed a man sitting next to her. She rolled her eyes knowing the purpose of this seating arrangement. How many times her father tried to fix her up with someone. Caprice stood and excused herself to the bathroom.

Well, Caprice didn’t exactly go to the bathroom. She made her way over to the first floor bathroom. From there she cracked open a window. First her feet were out and then the rest of her. She was breaking out of her own house. Getting tired of being forced to sit there and listen. Caprice didn’t realize how much danger she put her family in. Caprice had left her purse wanting everyone to think she was still in the bathroom or maybe her old bedroom. Now, how was she going to start her car. Being in the mafia she knew a few things, slowly walking over to her car, she noticed she left her car unlock. Smiling she did a little tampering to get the engine to start without the key. And then she was off. Leaving her house. Her family would figure out she was gone, they always do. But she didn’t care, at least she could finally breathe.

 

[s53mith]

Mario Vocelli

Well, Caprice didn’t exactly go to the bathroom. She made her way over to the first floor bathroom. From there she cracked open a window. First her feet were out and then the rest of her. She was breaking out of her own house. Getting tired of being forced to sit there and listen. Caprice didn’t realize how much danger she put her family in. Caprice had left her purse wanting everyone to think she was still in the bathroom or maybe her old bedroom. Now, how was she going to start her car. Being in the mafia she knew a few things, slowly walking over to her car, she noticed she left her car unlock. Smiling she did a little tampering to get the engine to start without the key. And then she was off. Leaving her house. Her family would figure out she was gone, they always do. But she didn’t care, at least she could finally breathe.

Mario was halfway home when he got a call from Ferrari, one of his top subordinates that was in charge of tracking her after the family dinner. “Caprice’s car is on the move, you are the closest would you mind sacrificing your night off?” She asked. “But it is weird that her purse tracker is still on the villa and someone else’s security code was used to exit the gate so remember to get visual confirmation that it’s her.”

“Damn. Okay, let me know when your team can take over.” Mario turned his car around and called up Tank.

“Tank, we think Caprice left, can you check the bathroom and see if she is there? Her purse is still there, call me back and let Anthony know we are following her if she is gone.” Mario began to plan, getting Tank to bring the purse back to her tomorrow and wearing a transmitter that would detect signals being sent out of the house as a preliminary search for what the unexpected visitors left behind.

[OOC: A woman to play Ferrari would be good, I left her description open for whoever wants to play her]

 

[RPMate]

“I don’t have to keep up, that’s why I have all of those electronics, anyways I’m out of here for the night, I just had to talk to Anthony see you later.”

"Yup see you later Mario." Tank said as he watched his friend leave, and wished he could go as well. Unlike Mario who had times when he could take a break and have someone take his place within his unit, Tank had to stay and watch over the family in an almost 24 hour period scedual while electronics were good electronics didn't always safe people either and so Tank too up the more physical role of security.
In every important and high ranking family there was usally one Bruno within a household, Tank had siblings but hardly ever saw them save for a selected few cases were two Bruno's were required to take out some touph compition.


After Mario had left the dinner went along borning enouph with a few heated conversations poping up now and then which was quickly resolved by a joke or two. Tank noticed then Caprice standing up and exusing herself from the table to go to the bathroom.
Nothing was odd about that until she suspiciously turned the wrong way which could only mean she was planing on going to the bathroom on the first floor.

Looking back to Anthony Tank suddenly realized Anthony was looking at him from the cornor of his eye and only nodded once to Tank before going back to his food.

Tank knew then that Anthony wanted him to follow and keep an eye on her and after nodding back Tank quietly followed after Caprice.

Sure enouph Caprice had gone to the downstairs bathroom and Tank waited quietly from within the hallway for her to get finished thinking up the excuse that he had to go himself and was waiting for her so not to rise suspision.

A few minitues had passed and already Tank was slowly starting to grow more suspisious until his cellphone went off and Tank found Mario talking to him from the otherside.


“Tank, we think Caprice left, can you check the bathroom and see if she is there? Her purse is still there, call me back and let Anthony know we are following her if she is gone.”

Tank couldn't help but to let out a long sigh, "Not again..alright will do...pfft easier said then done" Tank said as he hung up and gently knocked on the door.

"Caprice?...hello? Caprice?" No response...damn is she really was gone. Tank thought as he reached into his backpocket and pulled out a set of spare keys that he had been givin to most of the rooms of the house. Opening the door slowly Tank swore as he looked in and saw the window open as well as Caprices purse on the bathroom sink."
With a frown Tank picked up the purse can started making his way back to Anthony while also calling Mario back.

"yeah Mario this is Tank, she's gone alright I have her purse now."

"Take it to her place later? Sure I guess so. Yeah seeya later."

Sighing agian Tank made his way back up the stairs towards Anthony who was more then likely not going to be too thrilled with Caprice's escape, and here he was to take the blunt of it again.
Making his way into the dinning room Tank lightly taped on Anthony's shoulder and reported everything, needless to say the dinner became an uproar and the food on everyone's plates became cold.

 

[nefarious_pride]

“Signorina, mi dispiace moltissimo, ma non possiamo partire sta sera. Abbiamo dei problemi, comunque lei puo’ dormire in un albergo sta notte. Domani mattina, alle cinque..partiremo.”

On the other side of town, right at the end of Messina, a young-looking girl stood in the one main train station with an exasperated look on her face. She held two suitcases – medium sized, and a leather handbag which looked pretty full also. She sighed and nodded to the man who was being so considerate. The boat that was supposed to cross passengers over to Sicily was down for the night; thus, she had to get a hotel and be off at 5 am the next morning. It did put a damper on things as she had hoped to reach Palermo that night, but what the heck… it changed very little.

“Ok.. va bene..grazie” (Ok, thanks)

With that, she left for the assigned hotel and checked in a room. It was already 11 o’clock, plus sleep rarely came easy for her anyways. After years of being allowed only three or four hours of sleep, you start to appreciate however much time you can get to rest.

Name: Ilaria Rossi.
Date of Birth: 5th July, 1988.
Place of Birth: Telford, UK.

She laid on her back on the king-sized bed, staring up at the passport she held in hand. A sad chuckle left her lips as she allowed it to slip from her fingers. With eyes closed, she could picture the members of the DiSalvo family: Anthony, Dominique, their personal bodyguard Tank, Caprice, and her own bodyguard Mario. There had been at least two dozen more photos of other family members, friends, workers, and those who managed Anthony’s many businesses. Ilaria had been studying the DiSalvo household for the past five years now. Yes, she had been the youngest of three – the only girl.

Her two older brothers, Mirko and Luca had met their end whilst trying to complete the same assignment she had just taken upon herself. They failed, miserably, but that’s only because they hadn’t been prepared enough, security is a top priority for the DiSalvo’s and the boys had just been a bit too careless. But she wouldn’t follow their footsteps. No, no, no, no.. failure was not in her vocabulary. Dad would have been proud of her – had he been still alive that is. In fact, maybe he…. her thoughts were disrupted as her cell phone rang.

“Hello?.. Mum?... Yes I made it down here with no problems whatsoever… Mhm… no I’m in a hotel… yes… I know… of course, first thing tomorrow… it will go on just as planned… don’t worry, I’m coming back… good night.”

Caressa Rossi. Her name had been Caressa DiSalvo, until that winter evening. Life seemed to have been going so well for her family, until that imbecile had decided to put an end to it. But I digress… she wouldn’t survive the loss of her only remaining child – Ilaria. The road to redemption, and retribution for that matter, had been long, bitter, and painful, but she kept her faith. She just hoped that her baby girl will return to her alive - in one piece.

Ilaria turned over and slowly closed her eyes. Morning was but a couple of hours away, and when day did break, she would be ready. The same recurring nightmares assaulted her slumber, but she willed herself to calm. Time was up…punishment would be slow and painful… she would make sure of it.

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{ooc: I hope this is ok, if not..please let me know, I'll make do with it}

 

[xdaddys_kittenx]

Caprice would be the catalyst that would bring the end to the family. Well, that’s what the rumors said. Whether or not that was true was still up in the air. But Caprice was stuck between worlds. Her heart wanted to be in the family business and with her family but her mind would not allow that. Her mind wanted to break away from all binds. However this tugging back and forth only caused her to be stuck in limbo. Caprice knew she would have the ditch the car. If she knew her father well, she knew she was being tracked down by one of the bodyguards if not all. Caprice quickly turned into the nearest night club. She had to go to a hot spot where expensive cars weren’t conspicuous. Smiling she reached “Garden of Eden.” A new club that only the richest went to. Caprice reached the drive way and soon a young man came out to park her car. First she took the money she stored in her glove compartment. Caprice didn’t know it but being in the mafia was in hr blood. She knew all the ticks and was prepared for anything. Grabbing the money she stored for emergencies she left the car, handing over the keys.

Now step two, get lost. She needed to get lost in the crowd of people. She knew she would be safe for a little bit. It wouldn’t be long until anyone found her but at least she would have some cooling down time. She found a table where it was a bit dark. She looked around knowing that she didn’t need to be afraid, she could handle herself. Caprice smiled and ordered a drink. She was calm but she knew chaos was around her family in worry of where she disappeared to. Caprice slowly unbutton a few buttons in her blouse revealing her cleavage quite a bit. But she couldn’t help it, it was so hot in the club. The club was not a garden more like a greenhouse with all the heat inside. Once her water came she sipped it, needing something cool to bring her down from the heat. No wonder everyone was practically naked.

Caprice knew she was a big threat to the family but she didn’t really mean to be. She knew anyone could come but she wasn’t helpless. Oh no, she had a killer instinct in her somewhere. Just her mother’s diplomatic ways slipped into Caprice’s heart and told her that violence wasn’t everything. Truth was, Caprice’s mother was the one who ruined the family. Well that was in the eyes of the family. She wasn’t Italian and she had only one child. A girl to be exact. Now her daughter didn’t want to work in the family business. Oh my, the family was probably at it’s weakest point. Which would make sense why her father doubled up on security. Paranoia slowly sinking in. Caprice sighed as the heat in the room was too much, she removed one more button revealing her lacey black bra some, her large breasts were already in view. But it was so hot in the room. She sipped her water again but this time finished the glass.

 

[s53mith]

Mario had just got off the phone with Ferrari. Caprice had at least parked at a popular club. He told Ferrari to get an undercover team assembled to go inside. Not only was it a popular club, it was controlled by another family. Mario or anyone widely known in the DiSalvo family would never be able to get inside.

“She’s just a young girl, and doesn’t know any families.” He thought to himself. The problem was that all it took was for someone to recognize her and she would be in trouble. Luckily usually most of the people in the club that had family connections were young and kept out of the loop. Looking at his watch Mario sighed, it would be another 30-45 minutes before Ferrari had a team prepped and inside.

 

[RPMate]

It took awhile before Caprice father Anthony had finally cooled down.
The dinner had ended quite some time ago and a little while later Anthony had called Tank into his main work office within the mansion for a *quick chit chat*.
Knowing that whatever it was was important Tank made his way to Anthony's study without hesitation.

Tank now stood within the study and in front of a large oak wooden desk that was covered in various papers and legal documents of business within the family.
A small fire place was to the right of him with a large portrait of the DiSalvo family above it and to the left was two large windows with drapping red curtains that were opened enouph so anyone could have a beautiful view of the outside garden. It would of been a beautiful of course if it wasn't for the heavy atmosphere that seemed to hang in the room.

Anthony sat behind the desk with his hands folded togeather in deep thought a serious scow across his face.

"Is everything alright sir?" Tank asked after having stood their in uncomfortable silence for a good 5 minitues.

Anthony looked up slowly towards tank and sighed before standing up and moving slowly over to the painting to look up at while his back was to Tank.

"The DiSalvo's have been the most powerful family for so many generations. Handed down from my fathers father..and his fathers father."

Tank raised an eyebrow wondering where Anthony was going with this.

"So why now...Why all this in my time of power..how could it have come to this."

Anthony then turned looking back to Tank and moved steadly over towards him. Reaching out he placed a warm hand on Tanks shoulder.

"Tell me Tank..do you belive the rumors are true? That the Disalvo's family has grown weak because of me?"

Tank blinked and his eyes widened slightly at hearing such an uncharacteristic statement from Anthony the father and leader of the entire Disalvo house hold.
Having been sent over to the Disalvo's house when he was much younger for proper training as a Disalvo bodyguard Tank had concidered Anthony more like a second father and even looked up to him as a leader, never in his time here had Tank ever known Anthony to show any sign of weakness. Wondering if this was some kind of joke Tank stared hard into the eyes of Anthony and saw that he was being very serious. Frowing tank gave his honest opionion.

"No I don't belive the rumors are true. Infact the Disalvo family is as strong as ever if not more so...and if anyone else says otherwize just let me and take care of them and I'll set them straite."

Tank said with a serious look of his own which caused Anthony to nod and pat him on the shoulder with a smile.

"that's my boy I know I can always count on you" Anthony said while then pulling out a yellow folder form his jacket and setting it onto the table and moving back around the giant oak desk to sit within his seat.

"Here..for you...take a look"

Not exactly sure what was going on Tank moved forward and fliped open the folder. Within the folder Tank saw various pictures of men and women and arched his eyebrow in question.

"Do you know who the people in the photos are?" Anthony said while pouring himself a drink of rich italian wine.

After a moment of hesitation Tank nodded.

"Yeah...these are some of your men and buisness associates"

Anthony shook his head then as he took another sip of his wine.

"Not any more...their traitors..their all ploting to ruin me..in one way or another..."

Tank looked up slowly then from the photos a knowing look upon his face as he realized what it was Anthony wanted from him to do and his goal became clear.

"It'll be done sir." Tank said while watching Anthony nod in approval.

"Very good Tank...You are one of the few I can trust now ..don't let me down." With that said Anthony turned in his chair facing away from Tank as he bowed lightly and left Anthony's study. He was going to need to gather a few things before heading out.

 

[nefarious_pride]

"This Ordine has to be kept strong...yes, but most of all...in the dark. I wil not, have any of you, weakening my order, for I will have no second thoughts about removing you from it." The big man barked out, dark eyes that seem to stare right through your soul now were scanning the six men in his meeting. They swallowed and nodded. They weren't stupid.. "removing you from it" meant only one thing.. death.

"Any questions? No? Then go, update me of your progress" They didn't dare be told twice, shuffling in their seats, they nodded their goodbye's and left in utter silence.

Don. Leto Meneghetti. He was currently running the Meneghetti household and its assets. They weren't poor, they didn't lack power, but they weren't the DiSalvo's..and that was a big problem. The Meneghetti men had feuded with the DiSalvos from the beginning, but they hadn't been strong enough... uhm..lucky enough. Word was they accepted their defeat in honour, and good faith; thus although the two households weren't enemies, they also weren't friends.

Reality however, had another story to tell, but no need to ruin the surprise now.

Don tapped a few numbers on his phone... "Yes, did the girl arrive yet?... Good.. No, just make sure she gets inside... What do you mean we have a problem?.."

A balled fist would slam on the mahogany table in anger, but the man's voice didn't falter. "If they have been stupid enough to get caught, then we can't save them... we cannot make our faces known, especially not now that Ilaria is here. Do nothing, I'm sure Anthony will make sure they disappear in mid-air"

The relatively short trip to Sicily had been rather pleasant. The weather was beautiful, and Ilaria had reveled in it. A cab came to rest infront of the DiSalvo mansion. The driver stepped out to retrieve two suitcases from the trunk and set them right infront of the main gates. Ilaria paid him and got out as well - she had on a pair of sunglasses, long blue jeans, a white blouse, and black heels.

Smoothing her hands down her pants she sighed.. "Alright, here we go" she mumbled to herself. There seemed to be cameras all over, but she reached up to ring the bell none the less.

"State your business" A male voice called out from the intercom.

"Ilaria DiSalvo, I'm here to see my uncle" she replied.. and waited.

 

[xdaddys_kittenx]

Caprice sat there at the Garden of Eden Club hiding out from all the guards but she figured they were all going to bust in any second. Little did Caprice know that she was stuck in a club owned by another family. If anyone recognized her she would be gone. However Caprice not knowing or being cautious just sat there ordering another water. If Caprice only really looked around the room she would notice who these people were. Caprice’s father always made her study the other families so she would never be in danger. But here she was, stuck. In a trap. Yet she was oblivious to that fact. Anyone could come and take her. She defiantly could be the fall of the family.

Caprice could feel the heat of the room. She wondered why it was so hot. The next thing she remembered was seeing darkness. Caprice fell over in her seat to the floor. Not drunk like most people. Caprice had fainted from the heat and was completely out of it. Vulnerable in the trap. Caprice wasn’t wearing any tracking device so no one would know where she was in the club let alone that she faint and was completely out cold on the floor.

 

[s53mith]

Mario Vocelli

The teams had just contacted Mario. No sign of Caprice in the club.

"Get back in there and keep looking! Check, and double check!" Mario was screaming into the communications link the team had. Mario started his car and began to pull out of the parking lot to get a view of the back door. “Make sure every exit is covered, I’m going around back.” Mario eased the safety strap off on his shoulder holster, making sure he could get to it in a hurry if he needed to. He never trusted this family, that is he never trusted any other family, but this one was the family he trusted the least.

 

[PaintaPicture]

Pilar Velasquez ~ hope you dont mind if i join!

Pilar made her way to the DiSalvo mansion immediately. She had received a phone call from Mario asking her to come back to Italy to help with the "caprise issues" as he had called it. Pilar had made friends with Caprice at school before she had even known about their father's being business friends; which made her about the same age as Caprice. Pilar hailed from Spain and was Anthony's connection in Madrid and was Pilar's father's connection in Sicily. There had been complications between the families in the past but for the most part they got along usually keeping their eye on the other. But when it came to their daughter's the families were kind. Pilar, just like her father was strong but just as gorgeous as her mother. She was tall at 5'8", with olive-toned tan skin, hazel eyes, and long flowing black hair they fell past her shoulder blades. She was long and lean, agile and deadly.

She spoke with a soft accent and her Italian was getting better, but not quite good enough. She drove up to the house and punched in the code that was registered for a family "guest". She parked and walked up to the house wearing a tight black blouse that her breasts held up nicely and fancy black dress pants and heels. She always tryed to dress her best, especially when seeing her father's business friends. She Pushed her hair behind her ears and pulled her purse onto her shoulder hoping her make-up looked nice and she looked presentable as she pushed the doorbell and waited patiently.

 

[The_gladiator]

Caprice sat there at the Garden of Eden Club hiding out from all the guards but she figured they were all going to bust in any second. Little did Caprice know that she was stuck in a club owned by another family. If anyone recognized her she would be gone. However Caprice not knowing or being cautious just sat there ordering another water. If Caprice only really looked around the room she would notice who these people were. Caprice’s father always made her study the other families so she would never be in danger. But here she was, stuck. In a trap. Yet she was oblivious to that fact. Anyone could come and take her. She defiantly could be the fall of the family.

Caprice could feel the heat of the room. She wondered why it was so hot. The next thing she remembered was seeing darkness. Caprice fell over in her seat to the floor. Not drunk like most people. Caprice had fainted from the heat and was completely out of it. Vulnerable in the trap. Caprice wasn’t wearing any tracking device so no one would know where she was in the club let alone that she faint and was completely out cold on the floor.

He was foreign, and every inch of his screamed not from around here. He was an American, and anyone that looked at him, even before he opened his mouth would know he was an american. Hell he was wearing a cowboy hat for heaven sakes, or was until he entered the bar. He was also rich, and heard from someone, the rich hung out here, but he stuck out like a sore thumb. He had been wearing the hat because of the sun and his rather pale skin. The hat contrasted hidiously with the suit he had worn, he hadn't had a chance to change into less formal etire, and afterall they probably wouldn't allow him in this particular bar if he was dressed less formally anyway. He was sipping a glass of wine, trying to decide if the stares for the strange american, who's accent was atrocious would be enough to make him leave, when he saw a roung woman slump out of her chair. She must have fainted or something. He wasn't a physical doctor, he was a psychologist, but it didn't take a brain sergin to see that this woman had overheated and passed out. He was at her side soon, squatting on his boot heals as he gently picked the woman up. He scooped her up and helped lift her to a sitting position, and grabbing the glass waited for her to come round, his blue eyes very worried.

ooc:
Richard Mills
American, on vacation, unwittingly becomes involved
height: 5'9"
weight: 160
He is a relatively small and not very imposing man, with dark hair and blue eyes.
age: 26

 

[xdaddys_kittenx]

Caprice was out cold from the heat in the room. She couldn’t understand at first why there was so much heat, still probably couldn’t. It was far from a dream garden. Caprice didn’t feel the strong arms holding her. Caprice’s cheeks were a bright pink, she looked flushed. She could not feel him holding her in his arms. However just as soon as she fainted she came to. Her eyes slowly fluttered open, expecting to see dark. However as she opened her eyes she noticed someone holding her. Caprice at first frowned wondering who it was, assuming it was some goon. However as she really looked to the person holding her, her eyes widen as she looked into his eyes. She was in the arms of some foreigner. But his eyes held worry, she frowned some wondering why he would look so worried. As she slowly looked around she remembered it being hot and then nothing after. Slowly Caprice figured out that she had fainted. Now she was in the arms of a stranger, unsure of what she should do. She closed her eyes again feeling dizzy unable to say anything to him or even do anything. Instead she leaned more into him so she would fall. She sighed as she kept her eyes closed. It was just too hot for Caprice, she needed to get out of the hot room. There were too many bodies and no air coming into the building.

 

[The_gladiator]

the american lifted the glass of water to her lips, "Drink a little, it will help you." he said in his slightly broken, heavily accented Italian. "We should probably go where it is cooler, can you walk, or should I carry you?" he asked as he hoisted her to her feet, still supporting her, waiting to see if she could walk or not.

 

[xdaddys_kittenx]

Caprice paused as she felt the glass being pressed to her lips. She looked a little confused but seemed to understand what he was saying. She sipped the water as he held the glass for her, her eyes closing as she felt the cool water go down her throat soothing the heat she felt from the room. She finally pulled back when she finished drinking the water and smiled some. However she looked somewhat confused by his next sentence, only catching bits and pieces. Nodding she slowly got up when he hoisted her to her feet. Caprice slowly pulled back trying to see if she could stand on her own. She started to walk but she wobbled a bit, still a bit weak. Caprice instinctly grabbed the hand of the American. Oh my, what was she doing now. Caprice wasn’t supposed to be around foreigners but now here she was holding his hand for support. This moment was killed as a gunshot was heard and then many more. Caprice stood in fear, her eyes widen as she looked to the American. Caprice was in the middle of a family feud that was going on in this very club.

 

[The_gladiator]

He was unsure what to do, but instinctively pushed her behind him as they heard gunshots. He turned and swept her up, "Lets get outside." he said as he lifted her up in his arms. walking out the front door, he didn't know what to expect. The way he was carrying her most people probably would not be able to identify her, because it was getting dark, and her face was against his shoulder.
He set her on her feet and looked around.

 

[s53mith]

Mario Vocelli

This moment was killed as a gunshot was heard and then many more. Caprice stood in fear, her eyes widen as she looked to the American. Caprice was in the middle of a family feud that was going on in this very club.

Mario was around back in his car when he heard the gunshots. “Everyone report in!” As his team sounded off it seemed everyone was alright “Cover those exits we need to find her!” The crowd from the club was pouring out all the exits some screaming some just running. Mario was stuck in his car. The amount of people inside was incredible and now that they were on the street, traffic could not move an inch.

Someone just checked in that they had a visual on Caprice but got swept away in another direction as the crowd was pushing. Mario didn’t have to tell anyone as they were already chiming in that they were on it and headed in the general direction to where Caprice might have been seen.

If it was a false identification the team would be out of position. “That has to be her!” someone shouted over the com, “by the foreigner in that suit.”

“Tail her, do not interact with them, watch out for the family!” Mario was spitting orders left and right, maybe they could control this anyways.