thanks to his generous time spent in the gym, Antonio was a force to be reckoned with. Dark hair with sprinkles of gray traveled through his side burns down to his beard and goatee, enhancing his rugged facial features. Dark brown eyes that could easily pass for black when he was angry, perfect pointy nose, and slightly full kissable lips made up the entire strong package for one of America’s most eligible bachelor. At least that’s the way he was described in the business issue of the magazine shoot he was just a part of a little over a month ago.
Being such a successful business man had officially ruined all of his chances of ever finding a woman that wanted him for him. And not what he represented. According to the world he was nothing more than a very powerful businessman with ties all over the United States as well as some ventures in Italy. Of course speculations circulated about his underground business dealings but as far as he was concerned, out of sight out of mind.
Plus having the best attorney’s, politicians, and so forth funded by the Mucciono foundation anything that would surface quickly dissipated for lack of proof. Nothing in him would allow him to be ashamed of the things he is so fortunate to have and be a part of. At one point of his life he always strived to be different, didn’t really want to follow in his father’s footsteps or those before him.
His ultimate dream was to become a lawyer so therefore that is what field he chose to study. Despite the expectations that were laid out for him as soon as he was old enough to understand, his father fully supported his goals. While he endured grueling hours in school and extravagant adventures during his time away at school, his father’s health was dwindling.
Never did he complain or force feed him his true responsibilities. Instead he encouraged him to live his life to the fullest for he never had the chance when he was his age. When his father became noticeably ill with testicular cancer is when he stepped fully into his role as apprentice. They only had roughly six months to prepare Antonio for his reign as the new Don before his father’s passing.
The one thing his father made him promise was that he finished his education for it could come in handy with all he was now responsible for. The other thing was that if he ever found the one, he put his all into loving her even if that meant letting her go free. And lastly, he wanted him to create the balance between the teachings of his grandfather with his own. Stern with just enough compassion to not be made a fool of. Hopefully he had not let any of his past ancestors down. He prayed every morning that they were pleased with his ruling.
“Boss, I have some information about our little problem.”
“What do you have?”
“Mr. Myers decided to take a sick day.”
“Oh really. The strikes just keep stacking up against him I see.”
“Another issue is he put out more than one bet. Another bet was made with another house across town with Lucian’s in where he hit for a little something. Nothing compared to what he now owes though.”
“Find my money.”
“That’s where the main problem comes from.” Gio said with a stone face. “He is now at the casino blowing it. My guess is that he thought he could make that grow but an inside source says that couldn’t be further from the truth at the moment.”
“So he is blowing what he owes me?”
“I have prepared a couple of Lucian’s boys to grab him from the casino and bring him to you whenever you give me the go ahead.”
“Good. Very good. Have them take him to the warehouse. I think it’s time for him to meet who he truly owes.”
“Will do.”
“Oh and Gio?”
“Yes?”
“Send two hands to pay a little visit to his residence.”
“Yes sir.” Gio smirked already reading between the lines. There could be a need for better collateral in negotiations. Antonio returned his attention to the window to ease the beast that