Ambrogio was sitting around a table drinking beer and playing cards at the basement of his night club in Milan. He preferred the company of strangers to his own family. He was a rebel according to his family.

He was the second most dangerous German-Italian in the whole country after Arturo Agostini. He knew Arturo didn't ever like being related to him but he was. They were rivals from day one, ever since they were children. Of course Arturo had risen up way too far out of reach for anyone to catch him. Arturo was untouchable but so was ambrogio. Arturo had managed to keep peace with him since ambrogio was married to Arturo's cousin Portia and his brother alessio happened to be married to Arturo's sister, Alicia. So the Voltolinis and Agostinis shared interests. The alliance by blood had worked in favour of both business families. There was now peace. There was peace amongst allies but enemies could still strike.

Ambrogio's traditional German-Italian family were not exactly thrilled with him years ago but grateful that he lived after how he had caused mayhem for loving a forbidden woman. That didn't mean anything now. That was all in the past. Ambrogio was leading his family's business to success and Arturo was a reluctant ally of his.

The man opposite him was smoking his Cuban cigar and blew the smoke in his face as ambrogio was thinking what card to play. Ambrogio waved his hands around coughing " Where do you find these cigars cristofero?"

Cristofero laughed " Its the finest on the black market. Do you want to try?"

Ambrogio leaned back " No. I stick to beer...."

Cristofero nodded " Of course you do. There is no better beer than German beer right?"

Ambrogio questioned " Why don't you try a glass?"

Cristofero stated " Why do you think? My wife doesn't stand the smell of beer."

Ambrogio nodded " But she doesn't mind the smell of cigarettes?"

Cristofero nodded " She doesn't. The smell reminds her of home. But she doesn't like strange things like beer and especially the type of beer you drink."

Ambrogio sighed "Your wife doesn't stand a lot of things around here. She is always homesick.... When are you able to go back?"

Cristofero looked up " A few weeks left and all would be clear. FBI are now almost off my back."

Ambrogio nodded " Of course. You have Costanzo to thank for introducing you to the best lawyers in the country..."

Cristofero chuckled " I never thought I hear you complement a Rosario. Don't you still have the hots for Francesco's wife?"

Ambrogio narrowed his eyes at cristofero " Watch your words. You are in my territory. It's none of your business. For the records I love my wife Portia...."

Cristofero stated " But you love Francesco's wife too. Don't you?"

Ambrogio remained silent and carried on playing but then threatened " I suggest to you cristofero that you don't talk about what you don't understand ever.... I was in critical condition in hospital all those years ago. She was my doctor. I felt gratitude towards her and I still do. I don't deny it. But mind your own business because you have a lot to do when you return. Your empire is functioning but you have to bring it all back to how it was. Besides your son is hiding because of fear of vengeance against you. There is a big security mission for you to carry out. Remind me how your brother De Luca still lives and hasn't been shot on the street while he is making arrangements for you in America."

Cristofero stated " Arturo's father in law, Roberto is his body guard, Arturo's father in law .... See your extended family is really talented... worry for yourself. I have a son to take over after me. What are you going to do with no heirs? You have got to agree... the odds are against you turning a priest's son into a criminal.... How can you train him if he doesn't live with you?"

Ambrogio glanced at Cristofero and leaned back. " Scoropious would be is being trained by me... I assure you that by the time he turns eighteen he would be able to do what I can't do and who knows.... maybe he can do what you can't even do .... So watch out.... Your son will have competition. Don't you agree."

Cristofero leaned back in his chair and turned off his cigarette as he placed it in the ash tray. He looked into ambrogio's eyes " Relax... I wasn't trying to be offensive. No offence intended."

Ambrogio shrugged " No offence taken."

Suddenly there was noise outside the door and the door opened. cristofero froze reaching for the gun on the table but Ambrogio reached it first " Hands off my gun. It's just Scorpios. Only he dares come in without being invited..."

Cristofero turned sharply and raised an eyebrow " Hasn't anyone taught you to knock before entering a room? Isn't it past your bed time kid anyways?"

Scorpious spoke " I am not a kid and I have a name Mr Costantini... Also, I haven't been asked to knock in my uncle's club."

Cristofero looked him up and down " Wha the heck do you want them...?"He then murmured " Typical German kids..."

Ambrogio gave Cristofero a look.. He was part German and his nephew spoke fluent German too because he had spent years in schools in Germany when Alessio was deployed to Bavaria. He stated " Germans take no nonsense... Nothing wrong with that..." Then Ambrogio rolled his eyes " If there was any top secret talk he didn't want you to know, he would have spoken in German." He was right. Scorpious was fluent in German because he was part German in both his parents side. Ambrogio and scorpious mostly spoke in German.

He then turned to his nephew "Answer uncle cris. Why are you here?"

Scorpious spoke carefully " Can I ask for a favour?"

Cristofero laughed " Speaking of your nephew and then he shows up..,, I think I am going to go now. I don't want to get involved if any top secret talk takes place."

As cristofero was about to stand up, scorpious walked to his uncle " It's nothing top secret... can you call Arturo Agostini please? He need to come pick his son up.. We got too far from his home and thought we come here."

Ambrogio raised an eyebrow " Who is we? What time do you call this to bring mates of yours to my club anyways?"

Scorpious hesitated " Its Andreas, vitale and ... Tiziana... They are waiting in the VIP guest room now up there on top floor... sorry for coming so late..,"

Ambrogio asked in a threatening tone " Tiziana again? Oh really? You hanging out with that girl... You better not have asked her to take her to the prom in America in July..."

Scorpious gulped but could not lie " I have asked her..," she then took a step back as he saw his uncle banged his fist on the table " I told you to forget that girl..."

Scorpious shrugged " Sorry..."

Ambrogio stated " If you go out with that girl, I am exiling you to the O'Neil boarding school in Bavaria for the rest of the year..."

Scorpious cringed. His uncle had hardly any rules for him except no Rosario girls allowed to date him... As the head of the the Voltolini family, what his uncle said went... Scorpious's father had no power to overrule him...

Scorpious sighed " She is the only girl who doesn't run when I talk to them..."

Ambrogio spoke " I told you the consequences... choose to ignore it and you will be spending your time in Bavaria's boys school.. next year too..."

Cristofero chuckled as he turned to ambrogio " Send the kid to the O'Neil school in Milan... why not?"

Scorpious turned to cristofero as he balked his hands into fists...

Ambrogio stated " It's none of your business. You worry for yourself. You are going back to America in a couple of weeks. Why not think about that and don't concern yourself about how I deal with my rule breaker nephew..."

Cristofero joked " Come on... I interfere as no sign of disrespect... I am an outcast just like you. Let's face it. We must look out for one another. You need to make a leader out of this nephew of yours. You can't do it if he doesn't live with you."

Ambrogio didn't reply. They weren't outcasts. They chose to be. He took a sip from his beer and spoke " Times are changing. You can't survive as an outcast and neither can I. The society would pick us one by one like how a pack of wolves do when they get the chance. Don't they?" He then turned to his nephew who was pacing the floor " Good... Think over my words... I don't forgive and don't give second chances... You know me..." He then turned to the telephone and reached for it. He dialled the number and waited.

Ambrogio' smile widened as he spoke " Oh its good to hear you too Arturo... How is business?"

Ambrogio then rolled his eyes " Don't worry. My wife is fine... She is better... I didn't call because of her.., You know she is staying the week with her parents this week,.."

Ambrogio' eyes hardened " I wanted to tell you to come pick your son up... My nephew, vitale and Tiziana went off radar again tonight.., What can I say? These teenagers go crazy when they have exams... They need to let off their steam somehow..,"

Ambrogio nodded " Come pick him up at my club...."

Ambrogio sighed put down the phone. He turned to Cristifero " Arturo doesn't act so friendly when he comes to see me. You can stay for the entertainment or can pack up."

Cristofero laughed " What does the guy like? Is there anything and anyone that he actually likes?"

Ambrogio stated " He loves power and his wife..." He them turned to his nephew " Go tell your mates to come up with whatever reasoning they want to come up. Arturo would question all of you... Good luck nephew and don't let me catch you get too friendly with that girl... You will not ever marry a Rosario so don't start dating one now..."

Scorpious sighed.. what was with adults and their extreme rules? He then left the room.

Cristofero stood up " Its getting late. My wife wouldn't like me leave her alone for too long at our temporary accommodation. See you next week." He then started wearing his coat.

Cristofero then laughed " I should get out of here either way. I don't think I want to be present when an agostini, a Rosario and a Voltolini are in the same room." He then walked to the exit