Chapter 02
Chase Draven Gotti walk into the family house with two of his guards thrilling behind him,
His two brothers Waylen Gotti and Rowan Gotti was already sitting down awaiting him.
“Chase, I called for you to be here at 8:15 and not put your own time. Waylen and Rowan arrived here five minutes ago and we have to wait for you?” Their father John Gotti said Strictly.
“I’m only fifteen minutes late, do you seriously have to make it a big deal? I have some business to handle so I don’t always have to be there once you call” Chase replies.
“Don’t talk to father like that, Chase”. Rowan, the last son says.
” Oh yeah! now I have a baby to tell me what the shit to say and do? are you fucking me now? Don’t puke your damn nose in my business or I will fuck you up!” Chase warns.
“Get your shit together Chase and sit your butt on that chair! Tell your damn men to leave my building” John said standing up already boiling in anger.
Chase sigh then waved at his Men and they immediately bow and left the warehouse. Chase went ahead to sit down and look over at Waylen , the first son.
There was silence for a couple of seconds until John Gotti cleared his throat.
“I called because I wish to announce that Rowan here, is ready to join the family business, He will be getting the Omertà once he had been introduced and know everything he needs to know, which you two, as his senior will have to guide him through” John Gotti announces.
“Damnit, Father! Rowan just turned 21! are you being serious? I got my Omertà at 25 even when I learnt the family business at 18” Waylen says.
“You are the first son and that’s different! You need to put your shit together, everyone won’t have to be like your pathetic ass, it takes time for every First son of a Mafia family to get his omertà, didn’t you know that too?” Chase says.
Waylen, without hesitation, stood up from his chair and punch Chase in the face without blinking.
“You get your ass off my business!” He warns.
Chase smirks and rubs his hand on his chin, adjoining the punch on his face.
“Waylen! You don’t dare hit anyone in my face, that’s disrespectful and for that, I don’t want you see you around this particular family house for the next 5 days, I don’t want to see you around got that?.”
“Fuck me, Father! Do you want me to sit down and watch him say shits? Whatever that happened is what everyone has gotten over with, if he can’t get over the shit he better fuck off!”
“Waylen, get the hell out of my presence! you should know you are the first son and they all look up to you” John Gotti warns.
“Point of correction, I don’t look up to nobody father. I’ll leave first” Chase said and stood up.
“I didn’t ask you to leave yet,”John Gotti said but Chase didn’t pay attention to him.
He walked past Waylen and stops, then smirk.
“You watch your dirty ass, brother” Chase smiled and walked out of the warehouse.
Once he have step out, his guards walked up to him making sure he was okay. Chase enters his car and the chauffeur drives out of the compound followed by the convoy.
Back in the family house, John Gotti glared at Waylen who just stood there, Rowan sat down and just look at them.
“What you do that for?” John Gotti ask his first son, Waylen.
“Am out of here” Waylen said and walk out, leaving Rowan and their father, John Gotti.
John Gotti sigh and fell back on the chair.
“Are you okay father?” Rowan asks and walk over to hold his hand.
“Am fine, I just need your two brothers to get their shit together, there’s no way they’ll handle the Omertà for long if they continue like this” He tells Rowan.
“It will be okay, they are grown-ups and knows how to handle themselves. I’ll visit Chase’s house tomorrow.”
“Come on, there’s something I want to show you,” John Gotti said and stood up, as he and Rowan walks to the basement.
CALISTA RAYMONDS
I was awoken by the voices I was hearing from the sitting room.
Stretching my hand , I reached for the cloth, it’s just 5:45 in the morning.
My parents ain’t the type that wakes up so early and even have to go to the extent of making their voices loud.
I have also not seen them in an argument so I couldn’t guess where the voices was coming from.
Then I smiled when I remember what day it is, They must’ve been preparing me gifts that they forget to lower their voice, I smiled and assumed how disappointed Emma will be when she finds out my parents beat her to wishing me a happy birthday.
I took out my phone from under the pillow and unlocked it, I was about to check my messages when I heard a voice that sounds different from that of my parents and I can bet I have never heard the voice in my entire life.
Standing up and picking up my phone , i put on my flip flop then walked out of my room.
I tiptoed out of the room and walked to the sitting room, but there, I saw a man that was standing looking at my parents.
My father seems to be trying to keep things calm and my mum… Her expression is unreadable.
I don’t wanna assume any bad thoughts so I decide to stand by the sitting room door for a couple of minutes and see the surprise they are planning .
From there i can hear and see what’s going on but I noticed something.
When the man standing before my parents took off his sunglasses, I recognized him almost immediately.
He is Chase!
The second son of Mr John Gotti and a Mafia Boss. How can’t I recognize him?
Updates about him and his family is always the top in the news feed though I hardly pay attention to details about them but I’ll always recognize them.
I felt Chase to be proud and arrogant through the updates the media always share and so, I wasn’t his fan but many girls are always praising him.
He have two brothers Waylen Gotti, who’s the eldest and Rowan Gotti who’s the youngest son and then Olivia, the only daughter but lives with her mother in America.
I felt frozen and my heart sank as I thought of every possible reason that have to make the member of the Gotti’s family visit my parents and seeing how they discuss, it isn’t their first time meeting.Property of Nô)(velDr(a)ma.Org.
Drown in my own thoughts I couldn’t hear anything they were saying as I don’t understand why my heart started beating faster than usual.