Felicita Marinelli.
She returned to the Lupus Carlton Hotel, regarding Luke Felini as her own little wolf.
Today was the day her husband was… with Elena.
Honestly, it was hard to understand the current situation where they each took turns with someone who should belong solely to her.
And she didn’t like that Elena, who was now starting to treat Luke with care.
‘….’
Felicita realized she might be thinking too negatively about Elena.
There were plenty of reasons for it, but it wasn’t as if Elena didn’t have any good traits.
Just looking at the distribution of drug supplies coming from Tyrrhenia this time showed that. The nearly biased benefits were a huge boon for the Marinelli Family.
But sharing her man with another woman, especially her husband’s step-sister, wasn’t exactly a pleasant situation.
Ding-dong—!
As soon as the elevator reached her floor, she headed straight for Luke and Elena’s Room.
Before she even had a chance to ring the doorbell, the front door swung open.
“Felicita? Where have you been?”
“I just went to check on the family for a bit.”
“What’s in this box?”
“No need to rush me, dear. I’ll tell you everything slowly.”
“What’s that?”
As soon as Felicita called me “dear,” Elena approached.
“Today is our day with Luke. What’s your business here?”
“Oh, Elena. You’ve come to see Luke on a day I was supposed to take care of him too.”
Saying that, Felicita boldly walked into the room, grabbing my hand and leading towards the living room.
“What’s that box?”
“It has nothing to do with you. It’s for Luke and our child.”
“Oh, I see.”
Despite their quarrel, I was curious about what was inside the box.
“Looks like someone wrapped it with a lot of care.”
“Yeah, it’s that important.”
As she said that, Felicita placed the large box on the coffee table in the living room and set the smaller box beside her.
“Okay, Luke.”
“…a horn?”
I didn’t say a word. Instead, Elena reacted.
And it was no wonder, as the contents of the box that Felicita slowly pulled out looked like a horn.
It was black and smooth, resembling obsidian, and it was so beautiful that it felt like I was looking at a piece of art.
“Is this about one foot long?”
“Yeah, roughly that.”
“Felicita, so whose horn is this? I don’t think it’s yours.”
“….”
When I mentioned her horn, Elena naturally glanced over at Felicita.
Now that I thought about it, it might have just dawned on Elena to notice a subtle change in Felicita.
The Marinelli Family.
They were a part of the Five Families, the pinnacle of the Hebili underworld, and the descendants of the Golden Dragon.
Vito Marinelli, of course, and all of his children possessed horns.
So-called “Dragon Clan,” if you will.
I only knew because Felicita told me, but her siblings, while sharing the same blood, showed varying degrees of the physical characteristics of the dragon clan.
Some might have large horns, while others might have smaller ones. And it wasn’t just the horns; it applied to scales and tails that grew on their bodies too.
“Right, that’s not my horn. Mine is much bigger than this.”
“…is that so?”
I didn’t really know much about Felicita’s horn either.
“You had a horn?”
“I still do. I’m just hiding it.”
I didn’t know how that worked, but according to Felicita, descendants of the Golden Dragon could reveal their horns anytime they wanted but usually kept them hidden.
Because, from ancient times, their horns had been sought after by many.
“Feli, so whose horn is this? It’s not Manfredi’s, is it?”
“No, Manfredi’s is right here.”
Felicita pointed to the smaller box.
“This is a horn from Lia. I brought it for our child.”
“Lia… that’s the third one, right?”
Felicita nodded slightly at my words.
The eldest daughter was Felicita.
The eldest son was Manfredi.
The second daughter was Lia.
I found it amazing that Felicita’s younger siblings gladly offered their horns.
“What about your horn? Why are you using your siblings’?”
“…I already used mine on Father.”
Elena, who didn’t know the backstory, couldn’t help but pry into that part. Is this what they call ‘Talula’? Probably not?
Anyway, it would take a few years of not using horns for Felicita and her siblings to completely regrow them.
“It was when Vito Marinelli got addicted to Blue Eyes.”
“Yeah.”
The reason Vito Marinelli could slowly recover from addiction to that potent drug was thanks to Felicita’s two horns.
While answering me, Felicita touched her head to reveal her horn.
It looked similar to the horn in the box she was showing us, but it was smaller since it was still growing.
“So what do you do with this horn?”
“You grind it down into powder and feed it to him to drink.”
“Then it can’t be given to the child yet.”
“Right. So first, I’m going to grind Manfredi’s horn and give it to Luke.”
“That’s fine, but how about we do that tomorrow when you’re with him?”
“Luke is your husband too, so isn’t that a little unfair?”
“….”
Elena seemed to have something to say to her.
“By the way, there’s something I haven’t told you yet.”
“What is it?”
When Felicita showed a bit of interest, Elena approached from behind me. She raised both hands on my shoulders and confidently declared.
“I’m pregnant too.”
“….”
*
“Feli, is that true?”
“Really?”
Felicita had a look that signaled she couldn’t believe Elena’s words.
So I informed her that Elena had confirmed her pregnancy at the hospital.
“Well, congratulations.”
Her response was oddly lackluster. Elena seemed a bit annoyed by her reaction, but as if she had one more card to play, she pressed on.
“One more thing. Luke is no longer the Underboss.”
“What?”
“It just turned out that way.”
“Then Elena, you’re the Underboss now?”
“No!”
Elena reacted sharply to Felicita’s claim. She wore a face that said, “Make sense.”
But if you think about it, it was crazier for two people who were siblings and married to co-head the organization.
“We’re both bosses.”
“…do you really think that makes sense?”
Felicita looked like she had so much to say.
And rightly so, since she had long been the de facto boss managing the family in place of her father. She wasn’t inexperienced in managing an organization.
“Why wouldn’t it? What we decide is law.”
“….”
Felicita squinted her eyes in a way that expressed skepticism. In the meantime, her hands were putting Lia’s horn back inside the box.
“Anyway, is there anything weird about what we’re doing?”
“Why? Are you feeling impatient because it seems like we’re getting closer?”
“Yeah, right. What difference does it make if you pretend to care about Luke now?”
“What? Have you said everything you needed to say?”
That was Felicita for you. No one could stir up Elena’s temper faster than she could.
Elena’s hands crept higher, and Felicita’s tail started to swish around in response. Just watching the scene made me anxious.
“Elena, Felí, that’s enough. The babies in your bellies will hear you.”
“….”
“….”
At least it was fortunate that both of my wives listened to me very well. I suppose mentioning the babies was quite effective.
In the midst of it all, the phone in the room rang loudly.
Just in case, I picked up the phone, and the voice on the other end was.
“Luke, who’s calling?”
“It’s Salmo.”
I answered, handing the receiver to Elena.
Our family’s consigliere seemed to want to report on the task I had assigned just earlier.
I had asked him to secure the special investigation team’s officer, but I can’t believe he was already calling.
“Alright, got it.”
Elena didn’t forget to mention to Salmo that he’d done a great job before hanging up.
“What did Salmo say?”
“He’s finished securing them for sure. He said we shouldn’t worry at all.”
“…That’s a relief. But isn’t that a bit fast?”
“Well, he’s the kind of guy who usually gets kickbacks from us, so he probably just called right away.”
If that’s the case, Salmo likely hadn’t met the officer directly. That was a bit disappointing, but if he could handle the job without a meeting, it couldn’t be helped.
“So have you picked a name for the baby?”
“Yeah, if it’s a boy, I’ll name him Vito. If it’s a girl, I’ll name her Rachel.”
“….”
Elena answered immediately to Felicita’s question. Despite my best efforts to keep the two from fighting, it seemed we were heading toward another risky situation.
Elena’s response was a blatant provocation towards Felicita.
“Sounds good.”
“Hmm?”
For a moment, I wondered. Is she really just going to let that slide? Felicita? At that moment.
“After all, it’s unlikely your child will be a boy.”
The last words pricked like a thorn aimed at Elena.
“….”
Elena’s face visibly darkened. Before she could do anything, I grabbed her hand tightly.
That way, I could calm her down and prevent any chance of her using violence. It was like killing two birds with one stone.
“Elena, don’t you think it’s better to inform the entire family that we’re both bosses?”
“Ah, I forgot to tell Salmo that.”
While Elena was dialing Salmo again…
“Luke, I’ll take my leave now. See you tomorrow.”
“Got it. Felí.”
“I’ll grind Manfredi’s horn so it can be served right away tomorrow.”
As Felicita said this, she gently stroked my chin with the tip of her tail.
Today, she made Elena angry and claimed victory with words, but the look in her eyes as she left me behind felt quite pitiful.
“Well, we all decided that with deep thought. So make sure to inform the other caporegimes as well.”
Elena had no choice but to focus on the call while looking at Felicita and me.
Listening to her talking on the phone, it seemed she was about to inform the new Five Families. In other words, it looked like she intended to also inform our partners and subordinate forces right away.
After the call ended, not long after, the phone rang again.
This time I answered, thinking Salmo might have forgotten something, but the voice on the other end was Viola Carmen.
“Godfather.”
“….”
I had specifically told her not to use that title.
But since she insisted on using it, it seemed Salmo had definitely informed her that I was now a co-boss alongside Elena.
“Yeah, what’s up?”
“We successfully kidnapped Salido.”
“Really? Great job. What’s your next plan?”
“While we extract information from Salido, we’ll continue to attack the Palmas Family.”
Clearly, things were working out in our favor. Defeating the Palmas Family was essential for the control of the northeastern part of the city.
I still didn’t oppose Viola Carmen taking charge of the northeastern takeover.
“Luke, who’s calling?”
“It’s Viola. She said they just kidnapped Salido.”
“Really? That’s a relief.”
At least the situation in the northeast seemed to be progressing smoothly.
However, it was time to shift our focus to the southern and western parts of the city.