Thread: The Don's Daughter (xMILENKOx & SnowGlassRoses)

Vinchenzo was angry at just the fact she had heard part of the convosation, but for her to question him. His face turned a unhealthy red as he pulled his hand from beneath her's as if to slap her. Though his hand never swung, it just stayed in the air as if it was waiting for the right time to strike. Though it soon fell to the table and along with its twin pushed againsed the table causeing Vincenzo's chair to streatch as it slid back across the floor. The old man then was quick to stand. He may have only been a inch or two taller than his daughter but to him he still towered over her. Looking down at her breifly he then looked away. He rubbed his forehead gently as he began to feel light headed. His blood pressure once again telling him to relax. You see what you and your Brother are doing to me!... He said in the calmest voice he couls muster at this moment. He sat back down rather quickly as he began to feel faint again. His health obviously distorting his view on the situation and his relationship with his family. After all it had only been a few days ago Antonio had found him in the orchard talking to his wife as if she was walking with him. At first it seemed like normal, people who greive sometimes talking to their lost loved ones but Antonio noticed this was more than greif. A psychologist would be required but would Vinchenzo allow them to analyze him? He would surely see it as an insult and possibly over react. Vinchenzo then began to search himself for his medication, but one again could not find them. As he rose his head, Francesca would see the weak and vulnrable old man a farcry from the man whom had just shouted at her. My pills, they are on my night stand... could you fetch them for me.. He asked weakly, he looked tired and obviously ill. In his time of vulnrabillity he was more honest and true. After all he needed Francesca to bring him his medication. I only want whats best for you, il mio bambino.. In his current state he began to slur his words and mix his languages without noticeing. I want to see you married before I join your mother.. He added before once again doing the motion of the crucifix. I also want to bring peace between us and the Moretti's before Iam gone. I dont want Giuseppe takeing my place while we are at war. He explained slowly getting to the point. Giovanni Moretti is a good man.. He added simply, by know his plan woul be clear to her. Giuseppe was still sat on the edge of his Father's desk whilst he continued to plan his revenge. Luca was still unhappy with the plan and espacially his part in it. Luca would risk alot getting involved though Giuseppe obviously didnt care after all he would make sure he was seen as having no involvment. I think my father has a old bottle of chloroform knocking around this house some place from the old days... abit of that on a cloth and you should be able to knock her out nice and easy!.. Giuseppe continued to explain his little plan. Luca listened whilst still continueing to not like the plan. Are you sure about this?... What if it goes wrong? Luca finally spoke up, he wasnt happy with the plan. Giuseppe was shocked to see Luca question him, though he for once didnt respond. It seemed as though his sisters little attack was still bothering him. Ah, what ever!... get out of here. I will contact you when Ive got a full proof plan.. Giuseppe finally responded, Luca waisted no time in leaveing the room. As he made his way down the corridoor Francesca was just leaveing the dineing hall.