Page 121 of Mafia King


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“That’s a shame.” I sigh.

“Come on, tell me Bash.”

“’ La famiglia viene prima sempre. Il tuo sangue arriva secondo.’ it means ‘The family comes first always. Your blood comes second.’ It’s the oath of La Cosa Nostra.” I tell her while watching her face closely.

“It’s beautiful.” She tells me while running lightly running her finger over it.

“All of our men have it on their right wrist as well. That’s how you know if they are with us.”

“Is it wrong to admit I’ve never noticed?”

“No, but mine is a little different than everyone else’s. See the olive branch weaving through?”

“mhmm” she hums

“That is the mark of the Catalini. All of us have an olive branch running through ours.”

“Why?”

“Back in Geraci-Siculo in Sicily where the Catalini’s are from we have grown and harvested olives for more generations than I can count. Our ancestors are very humble, modest people, but in more recent generations we have gotten our hands a little dirty. But we keep the olive branch to remind us where we come from.”

“That’s beautiful. Remembering your roots. Have you ever been there? To Geraci-Siculo?”

“I have, not that long ago actually. I took Grear there to live with our familiar that’s there. She’s staying with our grandparents, but its safer there for her where everything is up in the air here with me taking over. Besides both Grear and I agreed it was important for one of us to fully understand our heritage. Reports show she’s having fun, learning about the olives, and dabbling in other regional things such as sundried tomatoes and ricotta cheese, but I rather have her playing with food than bothering with boys.”

“I bet you miss her.” She states

“I do.” She must hear a twinge of regret in my voice because then she starts picking out other tattoos and asking about their meanings.

“I’ve always wanted some ink.” She muses.

The only ink your getting Tesoro is an olive branch.

“Maybe that is something we can arrange one day, but it is serious. You have to really think about what you would want.”

And I would have to approve.

“I want to get something matching yours. I know I probably can’t get the same one, but maybe something showing I am tied to you?”

My heart boasts at her words. No other woman has gotten to me like this. Hell no other woman in the organization even has a tattoo showing which family she belongs to. I know right then that I picked the right woman. The only woman for me.

“I have an idea. I will have to get them to draw it up, but it will be perfect.”

“I trust you, Bash.”

Her trust and her love means more to me than anything in this world. I will never do anything to disappoint her.

In La Cosa Nostra it is family first then blood. That’s all fine and dandy. Sofia isn’t my blood, but she is my family. She will be my number one priority from here on out.

As she falls asleep in my arms, I make that promise to her.

You will always come first, even before this organization and family.

Epilogue

One Month Later

Bastiano