Capo Dei Capi (Secrets of the Famiglia Part 1)

Chapter 30 (Aliyana)

My small pep talk now over with, I survey the area around us. Spotting a jock walk out of the white

mansion, I can't help the smile on my face as the excitement of standing here fills me with the same

adrenalin rush as the thought of Papa catching me.

The music coming from inside is a mixture of techno and house. The jock guy finishes the drink in the

red cup and throws the empty onto the hedge, which I notice is filled with red cups. A tall brunette

wearing a white vest and tight jeans walks up to him and kisses his cheek. He slings his arm over her

shoulders, half hanging on her, half hugging her. She repeats his earlier action, throwing her cup on the Exclusive content from NôvelDrama.Org.

hedge before walking back inside with him.

“The designated bin. I can’t wait for college.” Sienna’s voice goes wistful as Ren, Elisa and Kylie start

talking about Landon Walker. Kylie apparently knows the guy from a racing event she attended last

year.

"I was looking for an in with Mercedes Benz, so I could get blueprints to one of their unreleased cars,

and then bam, I met Landon. His dad builds Mercedes engines," Her voice rises the closer we get to

the noise.

“He's the cliché version of Small-town boy gone pro,” Kylie finishes as I stare at her a bit lost.

“What does that look like?” Elisa asks, loving the story more than me.

“Sex on sticks and a double shot of strong good ole fashion Moonshine,” Sienna responds seconds

before she starts laughing, Kylie following in on her joke.

“He's like that hottie you were talking to the other day,” Kylie explains as she clicks her finger, but I

draw a blank.

“The one with the black and red mustang,” Kylie clarifies.

“Deno? I highly doubt he can be a Deno. Maybe a Gabriel,” I tell her.

Our world is different, but Deno is different in our society. Our future Capo, and the underboss. He’s the

2nd eldest brother from Capo Marcello Catelli.

Deno isn’t a man you compare anyone with. Something is missing in him, he is warm but hollow at the

same time. His smile comes quickly, as the small pinpricks of fear, he instills in many by just his

presence alone.

He spent 6 months in a prison cell, and while he's been on the news one time too many, part of me

knows that it's more than his time in the pent that defines him.

No, there's something he keeps locked away, and every day it eats him a bit more inside.

The eldest brother akin to a ghost, Marco, who no one really speaks about him, not even Ren, and it's

his brother, remains a mystery. He’s either really scary or not important. I'm going for the latter. I've

been friends with Ren for years, and I’ve never seen him. My Papa mentioned Marco was a soldier.

Maybe he chose a different lifestyle for himself. That was an impossibility even as the thought fitted into

my head. No one in our world had such power, not even a devil without a face.

“Maybe a Gabriel without the brooding mood swings. But Landon is scorching. Too bad he ain't my

type.” Kylie voices as she puts her arm into the side of Elisa's free one.

“Can you get me an autograph?” Elisa asks her as Ren, Kylie, and her walk down the manicured

garden.

“Have you decided what you gonna study?” Sienna queries as we walk behind the trio.

“I've been considering business or accounting. My father suggested I major in art, but art is more of a

hobby to me.” I study the house as the music gets louder, my gaze drifts to the sky, and the light dust of

stars visible, yet, hidden with the glow of the full moon.