Alfonzo
| Alfonzo | |
| Alfonzo [1] | |
| S. W. Frank | |
| (2011) | |
| Rating: | ★★★★☆ |
| Tags: | Romance |
A young Mafia Capo is bringing sexy back in this first installment in the series, Alfonzo
Alfonzo Diaz has the quintessential New York City swagger and tough attitude borne from growing up in a neighborhood where respect hinge's on how much you're feared. The only male role-model in Alfonzo's life is his beloved Uncle Al but even he can not curb the youth's rebellion or alter the course of Alfonzo's destiny. Alfonzo's fate was written the moment he emerged from the protection of his mother's womb. The blood of a faceless father runs deep in a son's veins and blue eyes are only part of a deadly legacy.
When Uncle Al and his wife are brutally murdered the door to the past is sprung open. Lies, greed and a quest for power began on the shores of Italy reaches its bloody hand to New York's inner city to strike at a young man perched to inherit a mafia empire!
A pulsating, adult drama packed with heat!
COPYRIGHT 2011 S.W. FRANK
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AUTHOR’S NOTE
:
This is a work of fiction. The characters, incidents and events portrayed in this story are not to be construed as real. Any resemblance to any actual persons, living or dead is entirely coincidental
and attributable to the author’s vivid imagination
.
ALFONZO
V
olume
1
THE BEGINNING OF A MODERN MOB SAGA
Dedicat
ion
T
o
Cam, Brit and Kris
; y
our love is such a wonderful thing.
Many k
isses to
my sister
Janette
and
to
D’Shea
for your continuous support
and a
s
always, thanks to the
curious
readers
who have
decided to enter Alfonzo’s world.
-S.W. Frank
Table of Contents
Chapter One
Chapter Two
Chapter Three
Chapter Four
Chapter Five
Chapter Six
Chapter Seven
Chapter Eight
Chapter Nine
Chapter Ten
Chapter Eleven
Chapter Twelve
Chapter Thirteen
Chapter Fourteen
Chapter Fifteen
Chapter Sixteen
Chapter Seventeen
Chapter Eighteen
Chapter Nineteen
Chapter Twenty
Chapter Twenty-One
Chapter Twenty-Two
Chapter Twenty-Three
Chapter Twenty-Four
Chapter Twenty-Five
Chapter Twenty-Six
Chapter Twenty-Seven
Chapter Twenty-Eight
Chapter Twenty-Nine
Chapter Thirty
Chapter Thirty-One
Chapter Thirty—
Three
Chapter Thirty—
Four
Chapter Thirty—
Five
Chapter
Thirty-Seven
‘
F
ate
’s shadow
hovered over me
the moment I
emerged from the
protection of my mother’s womb
and drew my first breath
.
I was an innocent
child
and did not understand
;
the shadow of fate
i
s
also known by a different name, destiny
. I learned this when I grew into a man.’
-Alfonzo
God’s
weather some called it
; w
arm with an occasional breeze
that
caused leaves to
sway under its gentle touch. Open windows signified
there was
an oppressive heat
creeping
in as
mid-summer
approached. In apar
tment 4C
of
the Brooklyn
housing project
,
Marvin Gaye’s s
ultry
voice
filtered
below
to
the
courtyard
. The warmth brought happy children frolicking about as their
parents sat on weathered
b
enches
with
attentive
eye
s
, their legs ready
to spring at any s
ound of gun
fire.
B
eneath the shade of building 533
sat a pair of
elderly
inhabitants
. They watched
the boisterous activity with loquacious detachment.
Today they
enjoyed the beautiful summer afternoon
perched atop their cracked wooden seats
sharing gin from a soda bottle
.
“
You
playin
’
the number?”
The gray-hair man Slim asked his companion.
“Done
played
already,” Henry replied between a gulp of
liquor concealed in the
Sprite bottle.
“Heard some lady up there hit t
he big one,”
Slim’s
raspy voice announced. His sleeveless brown arm
pointed to the west side of the building.
This information piqued Henry’s curiosity, “The Mega?”
“Um-hum, the one last week for hundred million,” Slim replied.
“Oh
-boy, ‘
aint
that something, if I won
so
much money I’d be long gone!”
“
F
a’sure
,
” Slim
agreed.
“
Aint
that simple though
they
gotta
’ wait for them lottery people to cut
the
check.
“
They
probably
consultin
’
with a lawyer or something.” Henry said thoughtfully.
“Hope they ‘
aint
on welfare or
nuthin
‘-cause welfare
gonna
‘ want
their money back.
”
Henry laughed displaying stained and missing teeth, “
L
ike th
e actor in all them
action
flicks
.”
Slim bowed his head thinking. He could not recall the name, yet he
saw the actor’s face in his mind,
“Yeah, ‘
aint
that
somethin
!”
He
finally replied.
“That boy shouldn’t have to pay his mama’s debt,” Henry said with a drunken lisp.
He
suddenly became inspired at the chance of winning the lottery
and
searched his
p
ocket
s for spare change. He
pulled out two dollars. It wasn’t just a dollar and a dream anymore, but a dollar and a possibility.
Henry tucked
the
bottle protectively under his
armpit
and scurried to a nearby bodega leaving his friend sitting alone
.
***
*
S
elange
Brown
walked around
the
small bedroom eyeing boxes stacked against the faded purple walls. She inhaled angrily. The
nerve of her mother
to box her stuff
wh
en
she
w
ent out
after
s
he’d told her she’d
do it
. As always, her mother’s impatience prevailed.
“
Maaa
!”
S
elange
shrieked.
Darlene Brown
appeared in the doorway
. Her
usually smooth
face creased
with worry
lines
,
“What
’s wrong, everything okay honey
?”
“
I said I
’ll pack my
things when I
came home
–
you
didn’t
label the boxes, how can I find anything
?
” Selange
complained as she
opened one of the flaps to a box atop the dresser and peered inside, “
W
here
’s
my laptop?
”
“Someone
needed to get things done
.
The movers
are coming in the morning
, besides if you take the time to look
,
you’ll see your laptop is right over there under those
papers on your
messy
desk
.”
The beautiful young woman
glared a
t her mom, sometimes
she was
i
mpossible!
“
Me and Al
were
working
hard
all day and we’re tired
. N
ow
stop with the dramatics and come get something to eat. We
ordered
Chinese, it’s your
favorite.”
“Al has no business in my room.
I’m not a little kid mom, I
need privacy
.
”
S
he
whined.
Arms akimbo, Darlene sighed, “Are you done?”
Selange’s pouty lips tugged down at the corner
. The action
caus
ed
a deeper indenta
t
ion
on
her dimpled cheek.
She was tired and angry
. H
er mom and gigolo
boyfriend
had
encroach
ed
on her private space
.
What’s worse,
t
he smooth player was
moving
into
their new home on Long Island.
Frankly,
Selange
preferred he stayed
away from her mo
m
and moved on to some other desperately lonely woman.
“
I’m
going to
Shanda’s
house;
you guys
knock yourselves out
!
”