Occhio per Occhio / Eye for an Eye – Part 2

Parte due

Il mattino seguente Luke si svegliò tardi e ebbe modo di osservare la desolazione all’intorno. Le cose migliori che ricordava nella casa erano state rimosse e unicamente uno stantio di muffa permeava nell’aria. Nulla era rimasto a ricordagli t due anni trascorsi assieme a Lola, nemmeno le foto del loro matrimonio che erano prima in bella vista.

Luka si chiese se fosse ancora innamorato di lei, ma quel sentirsi così solo era un presagio di mancanza d’amore. Sapeva bene che legalmente era ancora sposato con Lola, ma al diavolo, se voleva vivere una nuova vita, il più presto l’avesse dimenticata e meglio sarebbe stato per lui. Ricordava bene Lola nel passato, e certamente era caduto al suo modo di fare. La conosceva bene quanto lei fosse una capace ammaliatrice che intendeva sottometterlo ai suoi desideri sessuali.

Fu lo squillo del telefono a distoglierlo da quei pensieri, era lo zio, il Godfather della famiglia che lo convocava alla sua residenza.

Fu convocato dallo zio per la sera seguente Luke e, Like ricevette da lui l’offerta di far parte della famiglia in affari, ma Luke spiega allo zio che lui non è capace di comprendere le diverse attività svolte nell’ambito della famiglia. Spiega al Godfather che in tutta la sua vita ha avuto una unica passione e tutto quanto riguarda la musica. Mai potrebbe comprendere gli affari a lui oscuri della Famiglia che si diramavano nell’ambito della prostituzione e gambling capaci di ritornare grossi profitti da riempire le casseforti della famiglia.

Quella sera lo zio, the Godfather, come prima cosa ricordò a Luke quali fossero i suoi doveri verso la famiglia e come egli era obbligato ad attenersi a quelle leggi mafiose, e come cosa principale al codice stabilitosi in un lungo periodo di tempo che imponeva “Occhio per occhio, Dente per dente.

Così quella sera Luke riconobbe il suo obbligo morale di sdebitare la famiglia per la morte del fratello.


Colui che aveva ucciso Salvatore apparteneva alla Famiglia dei Liotta, che era pure parte della Mafia locale. In questa famiglia la fonte maggiore di profitto era costituita maggiormente dalla vendita di droghe, mentre la famiglia di Luke, i Caruso, Calabresi di origine avevano tenuto per loro il Gambling e la Prostituzione nella loro area operativa.

Al tempo dell’uccisione di Salvatore, venne offerto un contratto privato, non riconosciuto dalla famiglia dei Liotta, sebbene questo fosse raccolto da una figura minore che apparteneva ai Liotta, accettando l’offerta posta sul mercato da parte di qualcuno che non apparteneva alla mafia. Per questo motivo era possibile poter raggiungere un compromesso tra le due famiglie.

“Negozierò con i Liotta, mio caro Luke, disse il Caruso’s Godfather, e sono sicuro che i Liotta comprendono che la cosa migliore sarà accettare un risarcimento in denaro che un continuo ed inutile spargimento di sangue nel proseguimento della vendetta tra le nostre famiglie Dopotutto chi uccise tuo fratello è una pedina inferiore della famiglia dei Liotta e pagandoli bene, nessun altro della nostra famiglia verrà ucciso.”

Cosi’ una notte Luke tese una imboscata e uccise l’assassino del fratello e nello stesso tempo fu capace di crearsi l’alibi necessario.



Part two




It was eleven in the morning by the time Luke woke up. The house was dusty and neglected with a musty odor, ‘These windows probably haven’t been opened for at least three years,’ Luke thought.

He looked around the house. The valuable had been removed, gone together with the rest of Lola’s possessions. There wasn’t much left around to remind him of their two years of marriage, only a couple of old photos hung on the wall.

Was he still in love with her? That sensation of emptiness was a bell alarm telling him how much he missed that woman. Legally she was still his wife, but she had chosen to live and make love with somebody else.

    “My thoughts are obsessed with her. She has charmed me. Nobody else in the world is a better seducing lover. She is the only one capable of fulfilling my intense sexual desires. I really want to make love to her again, my groin craves for her.’ Luke thought.

The mobile phone interrupted his meditations. It was a message from his uncle, the Godfather, asking him to dinner at seven.

He knew the reason for this meeting and what would be asked. Uncle would remind him of the old traditions of his country and the respect to “Cosa Nostra”. Everyone had sworn to honor those old traditions of conspiracy and silence written down over the centuries from Calabrians and Sicilians. All in The Family must adhere to those codes of ethic, enhanced by ‘Eye for an eye, tooth for a tooth’

Those laws, between them, were kept alive into modern time and a debt of honor was only paid with enemy blood.

Since I was a young boy I learned that my duty is to stand with the family, in the interest of all of us. Therefore, I can’t refuse my obligations, or else they will point to me as a coward. I know that this evening Uncle Beppino would remind me of my obligation to reestablish the honor in the family for my brother’s killing.  Luke spent the afternoon at his sister-in-law’s place. He had seen Maria only once, after her husband, his young brother Salvatore, had been stabbed and lost his life. On that occasion he had promised that one day he would vindicate his brother’s brutal killing. He was the only one who was witness to the killing. The killer belonged to the ‘Liotta Family’.

Luke knew that words would not be necessary to tell Maria that soon she would be vindicated. His visit was just to reassure her, in a silent testimonial, of what would soon be inevitable. He spent that afternoon with his brother’s son, and he found that the boy, growing up, was taking after his father. He had also taken his father’s name but affectionately he was called Salvo.

Luke promised Maria to look after him in the same way a father does. This promise strengthened their knot into the family union.


Uncle Beppino received Luke with a large smile and open arms. He was the Caruso’s Don, and had settled in Sydney forty years earlier.

He had come from the rocky region of the Aspromonte in Calabria well before The Second World War. At that time, he took with him only a few things. But over the years, taking the opportunities available, he had built a wealthy empire.

After dinner, he invited Luke into his office. He took a bottle of Marsala and two glasses and offered one to Luke.

“This wine is from our motherland and with it we toast the health of our people. I’m proud of you all. I have such a magnificent family.”

“I’m proud to be a Caruso, Uncle. I owe you so much in life.”

“Luke, you well know that my wishes have always been that you enter in the family’s business, like your father. He is my younger brother, and twenty years separate us. I brought him to Australia that he was still a young boy. In this new country he became an accountant and now he is responsible for the bulk of our business, the import-export business and has three different warehouses in this country. The import business, since the old days, has been the bone of our structure. It started well over fifty years ago with a small delicatessen business here in Leichardt. Your father, at that time was a young lad, and was the one doing the day deliveries on a bike, after school. He worked hard and had good ideas to expand our activities. Within a short time he was the manager of the shop. At fifteen he knew this business better than I and was the one to suggest to me better ways to improve our market and make more money for all of us.”

“I know, Uncle Beppino. Dad asked me many times to follow in his steps and learn accountancy. But I’m not cut out for it. I don’t understand the rules of numbers.  I’m lost when I see in front of me books marked with so many columns and numbers and I couldn’t tell if they show a profit or a loss. You see Uncle, music is my real passion, and I can easily conjure up musical notes.”

“Sure Luke, every one of us has different capabilities. I’m sure that The Family would find the right job for you and the way to make more money for The Family. I don’t really understand much about music, my boy, but if that is what you are looking for, and you can prove to me that we can make a profit, I will support you.”

“Thank you, Uncle. I will keep that in mind and I’ll be back if I need help.”

“You well know that the Family diversifies on many businesses, Luke. There will always be a position available for you. You can learn how to make a profit with the help of my sons. They manage different branches of our organization. All of which are very profitable. They are very clever and their businesses present a respectable front, even if, most of the time it’s only a cover up to the real nature of the business that flourished in the back. In this way we cover up gambling and brothels. Of course to float properly, we have to pay influential people. On our payrolls we have cops and politicians who protect the different cores of our business. They tip us whenever the police plan raids around the district. So far we are respectable businessmen and we keep in the clear, and that’s exactly the way to be. I want to keep The Family name clean.”

“Uncle Beppino, what have you really in mind for me if I come to work for the Family? I don’t feel to be cut for gambling and whores.”

“I know son, you are the only one who has artistic talent in the family. We may possibly look for show business. But remember whatever business we’ll go into with you, it is a family’s rule that I have imposed and must be respected.  Drugs are not allowed, even if they present the mirage of easy money. We have an unwritten agreement to leave that to the Liottas. Our Family has its good share in other equally profitable markets.”

“Can I ask you if this is the only reason you have called me here tonight? I thought the main idea was how to settle Salvatore’s debt and how to vindicate him and restore the family honor. But may I ask what would happen after we have taken justice into our hands, who will be the next in our family, to pay for that?”

“Luke, you are right and I have plans for that. I will arrange a private meeting with Tommaso, the head of the Liottas. As a Sicilian he is aware that with you out of jail, revenge must be taken. But I know him too well, to say he will agree to my proposition to him. We don’t want unnecessary misfortunes causing death to some of our beloved ones, and an inevitable police investigation into The Families.

“At that time, a contract was paid on your head by someone influential enough but not belonging to the Liottas. On that occasion, mistakenly your younger brother was killed instead. It is true that the killer belonged to the Liottas but acted without the approval from his Family. He worked freely on a handsome contract.

“In this way, we have a Machiavellian point that works in our favor and gives me the power to negotiate the matter with Tommaso. This will become only a matter of money and I’m prepared to pay well to strike this deal. As I always said, money is cheaper then blood. The Liottas will lose only one of their low ranked militia, a small pawn in their hierarchy, and I’ll generously pay them for such a loss. Honor will be restored to the Caruso’s and this case closed for ever. Capito?”

“Yes Uncle, I do understand. So am I the one who has been selected to settle the score? If so, give me a week to prepare my plans. I’ll let you know when I’m ready for it.



It was in the early hours of Saturday, when Luke, returning home from the Trocadero, saw lights in his house. Was there someone waiting for him?

     ‘Better to be prepared for the unexpected’ Luke thought, as he opened the door with    caution.

He soon realized that she was there. Her woman scent floated in the air, in the same way he so well remembered from the old days, when they lived together. He recognized the pungent sweet-musky smell of sex and perfume that was impregnating the house. Luke could no longer resist the temptation and suddenly felt weakness in his knees. Again he was caught in her spell and felt the acute unrepressed desire to know her carnally again. Her sexual dominance overpowered his will.

She, over the years, had become aware to possess a magnetic sexual power over men and she had learned how to master such strength to her complete advantage. She was using it now, to subdue Luke’s desires and compel him to her will. She knew well how to use her libido as a powerful weapon over him. Lola had become a sexual dominatrix since her young days and no men that entered her life escaped her magnetic attraction.

Luke saw her. She languidly lied on the couch, dressed only in a transparent negligee revealing the curves of her exquisite body. Lola had learned how to use her theatrical knowledge and now she was posing deliberately in such arousing way to catch Luke’s desires.

One of her firm breasts was half exposed from the negligee and to make it look more provocative, at the time she heard Luke moving around the house, she had pinched hard her nipples so they become erect to arouse him more. She wanted to show him her readiness to make love. Astutely, with slightly movements she exposed also her sex to Luke when he entered the room, ingeniously setting a powerful trap to make him capitulate to her feminine desires.

“I’m waiting for you, Luke.” She said.

“I thought I’d never have the pleasure to see you again in this house. Have you come as a dutiful wife?”

“Don’t be bitter. I’m here for you. I’m here because I desire you. I’ve to admit that there are not many men who can completely satisfy my lust. You’re one of the few. You’re man enough to give me all what I need. Making love with you, at the end, I’m completely aroused and completely taken by the pleasure of our bodies.”

“Are these the only reason why you are here? If so, good bye Lola; go to hell now, once and for ever.”

“I can see that jail taught you nothing but rudeness. I came to make love with you, Luke. I’m here because I know that you equally need me as a woman. Am I right, Luke? And yes, I haven’t come to stay. I’m here for the night. Tomorrow we will be free. But for a while we’ll have extinguished the fire of passion which burned inside us.”

“I’m not quite sure what you’re looking for in me, Lola. What sort of woman are you?”

“You really should know me better. Have we being married for two years for nothing?

“You should know that I’ve married you only because you can satisfy my lust. For the rest you have never delivered what I really wanted. Do you want to know what my ambitions are? I want power, I want money. Yes, I want to be rich and buy all that I want.  Unfortunately, you are a dreamer, and dreamers will never be rich.”

‘So finally, you are giving me the reason why you have dumped me. How good of you. Good bye Lola, leave me in peace.”

“No Luke, not yet; as usual you are sentimental and introverted. Let’s be friends so I can return to have more good times together. Come Luke. Come and taste the sweetness of my kisses. Be my lover for the night. Damn it, come Luke! I need you. I’m wet and desiring to make love. You won’t be sorry.”



Published by carlogabbiwriter

Italian born, and living in Australia. I'm writing for the past 15 years in both Italian and English language. I pubblished my first book in USA and it's available with Amazon. I also wrote several long stories which are grouped under the name "A song of Love" and several other works available in my blog in Rosso Venexiano.

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