He pushed the pump and soap squirted out in his hand. He vigorously rubbed his hands together, frequently taking a few drops of water to lather up the foam.
Blood was so hard to get off his hands and don’t even get started on his clothes. Thankfully Carlla knew a few tracks or to as she said it to make sure that his clothes were as good as new. Salvatore is sure that secretly even she hated getting blood on his clothes.
He sighed took off his clothes. Dumping them in the hamper he made his way to the shower and turned on the knob warm.
Life as a don’t have been tough but thankfully due to his father’s and his grandfather’s guidance it had been easy.
Salvatore’s mind was not thinking. There was always sothing going on, always sothing being calculated.
Tomorrow was the birthday of the twins his nephew and niece. His gifts for them was ready and his schedule to attend the party was clear.
Since it was the birthday of their children, Bella Rosa and Antonio had decided that it was probably for the best if it was kept a small event so a family branch was organised.
Bella Rosa had to get married Salvatore had made sure to know everything about Antonio that soone possibly could know. He was a Rosario and they were people of honour and pretty religion. They like him valued family and we’re good in business.
He could see the happiness in his sister’s eyes.
Wrapping a towel around himself he moved out to his room and closer to where a maid stood but imdiately blushed when she saw him.
She licked her lips and looked down but Salvatore tsked. "Call Carlla. You should know better."
The maid’s eyes snapped up to his and when she saw his cold and firm face she knew better than to test the Don. Within seconds children out of the room and minutes later Carlla arrived.
"Sorry Don," she ca in and took out his clothes, "Here." She slid them down and left.
Unlike many in his position of power, star water did not believe in sleeping with whoever blushed at the sight of him because if he did by now he would have a litter of children around.
Even in the night, dressed in his sweats, he moved to his office knowing that there was work that needed to be finished and because of tomorrow’s party he had to push back a few things which ant as early as possible he had to finish a lot of things to get back on track.
His phone rang and glancing at the clock, he knew who it could be.
"Father." He greeted.
"Have you look into the nas I sent you? I had Tazio make a list of all potential won for marriage and alliance. They are ranked by power."
He wanted to sigh harshly but even though his father was not a favourite Salvatore knew better than to show that amount of respect to soone.
He could if he wanted but that would disappoint his mother.
"I haven’t." He answered and left it at that.
Angelo sucked in a breath but bounced back, "Don’t make m—"
"You are aware that you are talking to the don right now." Salvatore spat. "I don’t think you even think of threatening ." Without waiting for a reply he hung up.
He had the power to. So he did.
When went back to his computer screen but realise that his odd to work was over.
It was 10 am and coffee sounded heavenly. Strong, expresso was perfect.
He wore a t-shirt and went out with his car keys.
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