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English
Series:
Part 1 of Like Father Like Son (Sangue cattivo non mente)
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Published:
2015-06-11
Completed:
2015-09-23
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73,870
Chapters:
16/16
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77
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Irish Problems

Summary:

The irish Mafioso Harry O'Connel is distressed - His business is almost ruined and his enemies are only waiting for him to break down. Luckily, his best friend got a solution - Asking another mafia boss for help! Of course Harry isn't very happy about having to trust somebody from their business, but when he meets Michele Vento, most important Mafioso of whole sicily, things get even more complicated - Because Vento wants a bit more from the Irish. While Michele's trying to get to Harry's heart through awfully many layers of british sarcasm, irish temperament and straight-ness, an english colleague is seizing the opportunity to get rid of both of them...

Notes:

DISCLAIMER: While I do research for my stories, I want to explicitly state that this story does not represent the actual mafia. Organized crime is an issue that still affects and kills people and I am trying to not romanticise organized crime.
I trust you, my reader, to keep fiction and reality apart.

 

Every chapter consists of three scenes (chapter 1 and 2 being the exception)

The picture or rather cover of the story which I included in chapter 1 was made by my friend Nóra. You can find her on tumblr on Imadethedevildoit.tumblr.com.

(See the end of the work for other works inspired by this one.)

Chapter 1: Peek

Chapter Text

Cover by my friend Nóra <3 [i-made-the-devil-do-it.tumblr.com]

“This is the most humiliating thing this bastard could ever do to me” the Irish spat.

“This might be true, but you have to look on the bright side like me – I was never closer to you” the Sicilian behind his back responded and Harry grid his teeth in anger:

“I swear to God ̶ and you are my witness – Arthur Kirkland is a dead man! When I’m out of this, I tell you ̶ “

“Mind If I interrupt you, but we got a bigger problem” Michele said.

“What?” he snarled.

“The Saltwater will ruin my shoes.”

Now he heard it too: Water that poured into the box.

Harry moaned.