After Getting Out of Jail, I Became the Mafia Boss

After Getting Out of Jail, I Became the Mafia Boss

Chapter 1

Lorenzo narrates

I was shot twice in the chest as I was leaving a nightclub. It was approximately two in the morning.

My escorts couldn't do anything to prevent me from being injured. We were ambushed by several heavily armed men.

One of them was an ex-military man; he was trained to execute his enemies in cold blood. I met him by chance a while back.

Without any mercy, he stood in front of me. My pistol was out of bullets; I had used them to defend myself from the other men.

I slid the gun from my hand; the light sound of it falling was quite loud to my ears. I stopped being a timid boy that everyone used and abused.

I became a murderer, a ruthless man, a scum of the earth. I let myself be carried away by the hatred I felt for my ex-wife and the man who sent me to prison for several years, only to keep my wife and my daughter.

Martin pointed his gun at me, he shot twice at my chest. There was nothing I could do; my life had come to an end.

Little by little, I fell to the ground. My hands covered the two wounds, even so, it wasn't enough to prevent my blood from spilling out.

I was losing strength, my breathing was agitated and sometimes I stopped breathing. I struggled not to close my eyes completely.

I saw the reinforcements arrive to my aid. Several black trucks parked in front of me and the men who worked for me got out of them.

The ex-military man fled in one of the red trucks. Everything was happening in slow motion, but at the same time, too fast.

I felt my life being ripped away in a second because of a mistake.

One minute is enough to remember everything I lived in my past. I heard screams around me. As I closed my eyes, I saw Cecilia getting out of one of the trucks.

My wife ran towards me. I always considered Cecilia a tool for my revenge against Paola, my ex-wife. I thought I'd never fall in love again.

I had only loved one woman so intensely. However, I realized too late that I loved Cecilia more intensely than Paola.

Lorenzo, not you!

I love you!

She reached me, falling to her knees. My eyes were slowly closing. At that moment I realized that she was the only woman I loved.

Unfortunately, it was too late. My life was taken by two gunshots. I will keep this love to myself, and with the regret of never being able to show it.

It all started two years ago

Two years ago

Lorenzo, you are useless. I left you in charge of Lisa and look what you've done.

I lowered my gaze ashamed, I was an idiot, I didn't even know how to take care of my own daughter.

I'm sorry, Paola, I had to go wash the dishes. I left Lisa alone for a moment. I thought nothing would happen to her.

I apologized under my breath, I never imagined that Paola was going to make a fuss just because my daughter played a prank with her makeup.

You are so stupid that you don't understand anything!

Do you know how much one of these paints costs?

What do you know? You're just a poor devil!

Paola started hitting me; I never do anything to stop her. She's my wife, isn't she? I would never lay a hand on her.

Besides, if one day it occurred to me to tell everyone what happens within these four walls, the most affected would be Lisa.

My little girl, she would be the one who would suffer the most. Thinking about her, I prefer to keep quiet, besides, I loved Paola intensely.

From the first moment I saw her, I knew she was the woman I was always going to be eternally in love with.

Paola has managed to overcome herself over time. She went to work as a secretary for a very important man.

After a few months she was promoted to vice president and now she has become the 8% partner of the company.

Let's see if you learn like this...

Lisa, take your things, we're going to sleep at your grandmother's house.

Paola, you can't take our daughter every time you feel like it, I exclaimed.

No, and who is going to stop me, you? Don't make me laugh. You little man!

Paola took Lisa by the hand and pulled her out the door. She took my daughter by the hand and then some policemen entered.

It's him, Paola pointed at me.

The two men grabbed me without asking me anything, I was taken from my house by force.

On leaving we came across a man in a suit. He was young, tall, and looked like he had a lot of money.

You know what to do with him, he ordered the policemen.

I was taken to a patrol car, they forced me in and closed the door. Through the window, I saw my daughter crying.

The man approached Paola and kissed her on the lips. After that, a week went by.

I was locked up in jail for a crime I didn't commit. Paola came to see me, accompanied by two lawyers.

Hello, Lorenzo, you look terrible.

The night before, under orders from outside, two men came in and beat me violently. My eyes, like most of my face, are unrecognizable.

Since when have you been lovers? I asked her with a lump in my throat.

For five years. Lisa is not your daughter. She is the daughter of my boss, or rather my partner, Javier.

I felt as if my soul had been ripped out with Paola's answer. I couldn't help but shed a few tears. My heart was broken.

For five years, I loved a girl who wasn't even my blood. To open my eyes in such a cruel way. In an instant, Paola killed the loving, humble, and kind-hearted man.

The beating they gave me last night cannot be compared to the beating Paola has just given me with her confession.

Chapter 2

You will spend many years inside this prison, I hope it serves you as a lesson and you don't come near Lisa, let alone me.____ Paola stands up.

Now you are the wife of a very powerful man, of whom, I am proud to walk arm in arm with. While with you I was ashamed.

You never became the man I was proud of. You always let yourself be manipulated and beaten by me.

You were that trash that I felt sorry for and in a moment of weakness I slept with you.

She had a huge smile on her lips, it was evident that she was enjoying this moment.

Her eyes were like two drops of poison, sweet and deadly at the same time.

Get out, I don't want to hear from you again. I said in a thread of voice.

Oh, by the way, Lisa will no longer bear that name. My daughter will be called Marcia Zamora. Her real father will change her name, for a real one.

I hope you rot in this jail for the rest of your life. My daughter does not have to carry the burden of having been your daughter.

You were never man enough for me, now go look in a mirror, you look pathetic. You have no character, you are a little man, a weakling, whom, I always handled at will.

The more I listened to Paola, the more hatred I felt for her. I didn't understand at what point, the sweet and gentle girl I fell in love with changed so much and became a heartless woman.

Goodbye forever... Were Paola's last words.

She goes out with the two men. Her face will never be erased from my mind. Slowly, my tears were falling from my eyes. My stupid heart died of a sudden blow.

It's as if I had always been blind and suddenly the blindfold that covered my eyes fell away.

I was taken back to the cell. I looked like a lifeless man, a fool, an idiot, who gave his whole life to a woman who only destroyed it.

I walked to a corner, I let myself fall. There was not a single tear left in my eyes, all the pain turned to hatred, thirst for revenge.

Days passed, the nights became the longest nights of my entire life. The little face of my daughter Lisa appeared in my dreams.

It didn't matter if she carried my blood, I always considered her my daughter. I was the one who took care of her from the moment she was born, I changed her diapers, while her mother slept with another man.

I was the one who gave her a father's love, not that bastard who only fathered her. Now, as if nothing had happened, he appears and takes her from me, he keeps everything that was once mine.

I swear by all that is sacred that I will get revenge on them, I will stay with my daughter

As I walked around the yard, I noticed the presence of a new boy. From the looks of it, I realize that he is a respected man, the son of a dangerous capo.

Who is he? I asked my cellmate.

He was an old man of about 75 years old, he was convicted of trafficking and murder. They sentenced him to 60 years in prison, from what I've been told, he will remain locked up until the last day of his life. He has barely served 20 years in prison.

His name is Lorenzo Cordoba. Son of a very powerful Italian mobster. He has thousands of enemies, he is a son of a bitch.

I ran my tongue over my lips, moistening them, without taking my eyes off him.

If he's such a son of a bitch, why is he here?

The old man smiles mockingly. Then he pats me on the shoulder.

You are too naive to understand. Dedicate yourself to studying and exercising like you have been doing all this time. Don't, go near him.

The old man walked away from me. For much of the afternoon, I stayed in the cell, studying a book I took from the library.

The days went by, my pastime was studying and exercising. Every day that passed, the thirst for revenge grew stronger.

Meanwhile, in a place far away from the prison.

Paola showed her love to her lover.

I'm pregnant again! Mr. Fabian will be happy to be a grandfather for the second time...

Javier sitting on the sofa with a cigar in his right hand and a glass of cognac in his left hand, showed no emotion on his face.

Javier, aren't you going to say anything to me... I'm pregnant again. Paola's voice trailed off as she saw her lover's coldness.

You're not the only one who's pregnant with a child of mine, Cataline is also pregnant with my child. Answered Javier as if nothing had happened.

That's when Paola felt a pain similar to the pain I felt when she told me that Lisa was not my daughter.

Her tears were slowly falling from her eyes, she felt as if her heart was being ripped mercilessly from her chest.

She slaps her lover, trying to get out some of the pain she carried inside her heart.

However, Javier was not like me, he breaks the glass with the strength of his hand, drops the cigar he was carrying and stands up.

With his bloody hand he slaps Paola, she falls to the floor in disbelief.

Her tears wet her cheeks, as her red lips try to say something. Javier points his finger at her, frowning.

You are no one to interfere in my life. You are one more in my bed, you are lucky that my parents love you and adore Marcia.

You are a little man, I am pregnant, and you dare to hit me! Paola exclaimed between sobs.

He, He, He. Javier let out a laugh.

Chapter 3

Javier, are you crazy?!

You are putting that woman above me!

I am your future wife, the mother of your child! Paola's voice was broken.

The expression on the face of the man in front of her was mocking. Obviously he does not love Paola, she has only been one more in his list of lovers.

Honey, do you think I care about having another child with you? The answer is very simple, no!

From the beginning you know very well that I love Cataline, what there was between you and me was just sex. We enjoyed it for years, and that's it, it's over.

You got pregnant, you were getting in like humidity, until you won over my parents.

Now, they adore Marcia, she is the apple of their eye. Javier had not finished speaking when he was interrupted by Paola.

You owe it to me!

Your whole family thinks Lisa is your daughter! When in reality she is my ex-husband's daughter.

Shut up, idiot! A loud scream was heard throughout the room.

Why should I shut up?

My love for you is infinite. I sacrificed a good man for you. I have given you everything and more than I have. Paola added.

Javier leaned down grabbing Paola by the shoulders, slapped her again and broke her lower lip.

Listen to me carefully, stupid, let it be the last time in your life that you speak to me like that. It was I who pulled you out of the mud where you were.

You are afraid that your parents will find out everything. What would happen if they know that Marcia, how you have put Lorenzo's daughter, is not really your daughter, but mine?

Before Paola could finish speaking, she was thrown violently onto the sofa behind her.

The edge of the sofa manages to injure Paola's back. A grimace of pain appeared on her face.

Listen to me carefully. You dare open your mouth, I'll cut your tongue out. Marcia is a Zamora, do you understand?

After saying those words to Paola, he left the bedroom, without even looking at her again.

The blow was too intense, causing unbearable pain in Paola's belly.

Feeling drops of blood coming out from between her legs, Paola was terrified.

Help!

Help!

Paola shouted desperately. She couldn't lose the only son that was truly her lover's.

One of the maids who worked for her and Javier, appeared inside the room. Looking at a strong scene.

Paola was lying on the floor, a large pool of blood was between her legs. Her face was white.

Fortunately or unfortunately for Paola, her lover left the mansion. He got into his car and went to see his lover Cataline.

Paola clutched her lower belly. She was having trouble breathing because of the immense pain in her belly.

Call an ambulance!

What are you waiting for?!

The pain Paola felt was getting stronger. The employee contacted Paola's doctor. An ambulance was dispatched shortly thereafter.

Upon reaching the clinic it was too late, Paola lost the child she was carrying. I would have liked so much to be there, to see the look on her face when the doctor gave her the news.

It would have been a real pleasure for me to see her cry, to suffer for the loss of her son. I know it sounds cruel of me, but I can't help it.

That damn woman hurt me so much, she turned me into a cruel and heartless man.

Paola stayed in the clinic for several days. While her lover enjoyed the company of Cataline.

At no time did Javier go to see her, nor did he even know that she lost her son. It was as if she did not exist for him.

That only turned Paola into a crueler and more ruthless woman than she already was.

Months passed by.

Paola faked her pregnancy until the last day, when the time came to give birth, she does so at the same time as her now husband's mistress.

As expected, Javier went on a trip. He was not present at the birth of any of his children.

Mysteriously, they left Cataline's son for dead, the woman was devastated by the news.

Days later, Paola left the clinic with a baby boy in her arms. She went to the old Zamora mansion, where she was pampered by her mother-in-law and father-in-law.

Isn't he beautiful, he looks a lot like you. Paola told Javier, knowing that his mistress had lost her son.

Javier approached Paola and her son. Unbeknownst to Paola, Javier had several paternity tests done on the boy, confirming that he was his son.

He is very handsome. The man commented as if he was not interested.

What a pity that your lover has lost the bastard and that she will never be a mother again.

Javier was not so stupid as not to realize that behind the misfortune of his mistress Cataline was the hand of Paola.

The woman became extremely strong with her marriage, she has earned the love and support of his family, the worst thing was that she had him in her hands, if she opens her mouth and tells her parents that Marcia is not her daughter, but from