THE MAFIA DON AND HIS NUN

Alfred finally spoke up after a few minutes of silence.

“I am sorry Ms Theresa, but something urgent came up so I have to be on my way.” Alfred said.

“It’s alright sir.” Theresa replied with a smile. Alfred stood up and adjusted his white garment.

“My PA here will take you to your new home and help you with the necessary things.” Alfred said, patting Caesar’s shoulder.

“Thanks again for your help sir!” Theresa thanked him.

“Alright then, goodbye.” Alfred said, then he walked out of the church.

“Is everything fine?” Theresa asked Caesar immediately Alfred exited the church’s building.

“Yes, everything is fine.” Caesar replied curtly. His face was expressionless.

“This way please!” Caesar said as he walked to the church’s exit door.

“Weird” Theresa muttered as she walked behind him.

Caesar opened the door and they both walked out of the building.

Two hefty men whose were putting on black suits, stood at the church’s entrance. They both bowed and greeted Caesar.

The two men drew nearer to Caesar, then Caesar whispered something to the men.

Theresa stared at the Caesar and the two men. She got a bit jittery and curious since she couldn’t hear a word Caesar was saying to the men.

What if they already found out about who she was? What if they were planning to kill her?

Those thoughts roamed in Theresa’s mind as she continued staring at them.

“Understood.” The men gave an acknowledging nod as they retreated a stepped back to their former position.

Caesar turned around and faced Theresa.

“Let’s go.” Caesar said and walked towards a car. He opened the passenger’s seat for her, then she got in.

Caesar also got in the driver’s seat. He turned on the ignition and drove out of the church’s compound.

“Where are we going?” She asked even though she knew where they were headed to. She just wanted to start a conversation with him. But it seemed like Caesar wasn’t in the mood for a conversation.

“To your new home.” Caesar simply replied.

“Okay” Theresa said, then she stared outside the window as the car drove to her new house.

“I hope I’m not getting myself into shit.” she said inwardly.

*******

The car drove into a huge compound, then Caesar pulled up in the car shed. He climbed down from the car and opened the door for Theresa.

Theresa stepped out of the vehicle. She stared at the huge mansion standing gallantly in front of her. The compound was beautiful and quiet.

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“Let’s go in.” Caesar said. He walked to towards the mansion while Theresa also followed him.

“Wow!” Theresa exclaimed when she saw how beautiful the interior was. Everything inside the house looked expensive.

The floors were tiled to wall to wall. Even a certain section of the walls were tiled to a certain height.

“I have ordered for some clothes for you. You can choose any room upstairs and make yourself comfortable. Goodbye.” Caesar said and turned around to leave, but Theresa held his hand.

“Wait!” She said and Caesar turned to faced her. He glanced at hand she was holding, then Theresa dropped his hand.

“What’s with you and your cold attitude? At least, behave like a gentleman or act like one even if you’re not.” Theresa said, folding her arms under her breasts.

“I have something urgent to attend to. You have a minute to say whatever it is that you want to say.” Caesar replied in a cold tone.

“How am I gonna contact you or reverend Alfred?” She asked.

“Do you have a phone?” Caesar asked in reply. Theresa nodded and handed her phone to him.

Caesar collected the phone and stared at it for a while. The phone was the latest iPhone model and it was quite expensive.

Caesar wondered how a poor lady like Theresa had the capacity to buy such an expensive phone.

He shook the thought off his mind, then he saved his phone number on her phone.

“You should only call me whenever you have something important to say.” He said, handing the phone back to Theresa.

“Alright, thanks.” Theresa replied, then Caesar turned around and walked out of the house.

“Such a dickhead.” Theresa muttered and walked upstairs.

*******

“I swear, I have never heard of that name before. I swear!” A man said as he knelt down.

Alfred was seated in the man’s living room with a stick of cigarette in between his lips. Douglas and Viper were also standing behind Alfred with pistols in their hands.

The man knelt in front of them with tears rolling down his cheeks. Alfred puffed out smoke on the man’s face and the man coughed loudly.

“I will ask you one more time,” Alfred said, giving the man a stony stare, “Where is Dante, the leader of the the Marcel Mafia organization?” Alfred asked under clenched jaw. His cold voice sent shivers down the man’s spine.

“I swear I don’t know! I really don’t know!” The man answered in fear.

“Let’s just kill him since he doesn’t want to confess.” Douglas said and he cocked his gun, pointed it at the man’s forehead.

Cold fear gripped the man when he saw the gun that was pointed at his head. Sweats trickled down his face and his body shivered in fear.

“I really don’t know much about the Marcel family. I only know that they are mafias, but I have never seen their boss.” the man blurted sharply in a panicking voice.

“What else do you know about their boss?” Alfred asked.

“The only thing I know about the leader of the Marcel family is that he has a daughter.” The man answered.

Alfred raised his thick brows questioningly at the man’s statement.

“Dante has a daughter?” He asked, moving his face closer to the man.

“Yes… Yes, he has a daughter.” The man stammered. He was still shivering on his knees.

Alfred rested his back on the chair and continued smoking.

“What else do you know about his daughter?” Viper asked the man.

“I haven’t seen his daughter or met her before. But I overheard some of his men saying that Dante adopted the girl sixteen years ago.” The man answered.

“Sixteen years ago?” Alfred asked with a surprised expression on his face.

“Yes, sixteen years ago.” The man nodded his head sharply.

Alfred suddenly remembered that his childhood lover was also adopted sixteen years ago. That was the same year grandmaster Gilberto also adopted him.

“Do you know the name of the orphanage where he adopted the girl?” Alfred asked.

His sudden interest in finding out about Dante’s adopted daughter surprised Douglas and Viper.

“I don’t know anything about his daughter nor the orphanage where she was adopted.” The man replied.

Alfred’s face dropped in disappointment. The air was a bit tensed with the room falling silent as Alfred bore his raging brown eyes into man’s frightened gaze.

Then Alfred stood up and he adjusted his suit, then turned around and faced Viper. “Finish him.” he ordered.

“Please don’t kill me! Please!” The man begged Alfred but Alfred ignored his pleas and walked out of the house. A loud gunshot was heard after Alfred stepped out of the house.

Alfred threw away the half burnt cigar he was smoking. He walked to the car that was parked in front of the house and entered the backseat.

He was still bothered about the information he heard from the man. Loads of thoughts roamed his head as he stared outside the window.

Viper and Douglas walked out of the house and got inside the car. Douglas sat at the driver’s seat while Viper sat beside Alfred at the backseat.

Douglas turned on the ignition, then he stepped on the acceleration pedlar and drove out of the place.

“I’m surprised that Dante has a an adopted daughter.” Douglas said from the driver’s seat, “I mean, why would Dante of all people adopt a child? I’m sure that godforsaken old man has a reason behind it.” He added, and he continued driving.

“You alright?” Viper asked Alfred when she noticed his the worried look on his face.

“Yeah.” Alfred replied and closed his eyes, resting his head on the seat.

(At Theresa’s new house)

Theresa was done arranging the her room. She was no longer wearing the tattered cloth she wore earlier. She was now dressed in a blue crop top and a bum short.

Caesar left some hours ago after providing her with the necessary items that she needed.

She stared around the room which was painted pink. Although, blue was her favourite colour but she still loved how the pink colour beautified the room.

She walked to the window and a smile appeared on her face when she saw the view of the city.

“It’s beautiful.” She muttered.

Theresa walked to her bed when she heard her phone’s ringing tone.

She took he phone and checked the caller’s ID. It was a video call and ‘Dad’ displayed on the caller’s ID.

Theresa swiped green and an elderly man’s face appeared on the screen.

“Hey dad.” She greeted with a wide smile across her lips.

“How is my angel doing?” The man asked.

“I’m doing well dad.” She answered.

“It seems like you’ve forgotten about me. You didn’t call me for almost a year nor did you visit me. Why?” The man asked again.

“I’m sorry dad, I was quite busy at work so I wasn’t chanced to call you.” Theresa answered.

“I thought you’ve forgotten about me.” The man teased and Theresa chuckled.

“I’ll never forget you dad, nott even in my dreams” Theresa said.

“I’m not sure if you even remember my name” the man teased.

“Seriously dad? Why won’t I remember your name. Your name is Dante Marcel, the only father of Theresa Marcel.” Theresa replied and the man smiled.

“I’m glad you still remember. I just called to check up on you.” The man said.

“Thanks dad. Take care of yourself.” she waved her hand at the phone’s screen.

“And you too sweetheart.” The man replied, and the call ended.