Chapter Two.

Isabella.

I lay motionlessly on my bed staring at the ceiling with Tears flowing down my face.

My name is Isabella Cassano, and I am the only daughter of The Don of the Italian Famiglia.

My father wasn't always like this.

He was loving, caring, sweet and jovial.

He would play with me and even help mum bake cookies, I used to look up to him, I wanted a love like theirs.

He looked at my mum like the sun rose and set on her feet, but he just changed overnight.

he stoped coming home like he used to.

he started treating us like we were nothing, and he cut us off from every social activity we were involved in.

He stopped me from going to school, and he was always paranoid about one thing or the other.

He would yell at every single mistake, and he even fired most of our staffs.

It was unbelievable how he changed for the worse.

But I was okay as long as I had my mum, I never complained because she was there to comfort me, she was my everything.

And mama Beth was also there for us, I had Luca too and Dante.

My Father's behaviour didn't hurt much because I had these people in my life to help through all the storms and hurdles.

I would catch mum crying in the corner most times, but she would wipe her tears and say...

"Mama is happy as long as you're happy Isa."

Now she's dead, and it's because of my father.

Mama Beth too, she has been with us for a very long time, but he killed her without thinking back.

I choked on a sob as the pain of their death hit me with full force I couldn't breathe, I dig my nails into my flesh not minding if it would leave a scar.

To think my father killed my mother after treating her like trash.

It's so laughable how he thinks she cheated on him when he was the only man she ever loved.

If that had been the case, I wouldn't even blame her, because he was never ever there!

He treated us like we were plagues, took away out resolves, didn't give us any space to breathe or to live.

And he's not sure I am his daughter? That's a fucking joke Because even a blind man would see that I am his daughter.

He can try to make himself feel better about the fact that he killed his own wife who did nothing but loved him, but it would never ever that he was a fucking murder and a coward.

My heart clenches as I recall the face of my mother and how she'd talk about him with so much love and adoration all over her face.

Her eyes would light whenever she tells me their love story, anytime i say something bad about him she would smile but she couldn't really hide the fact that his actions were eating her up.

And he had the guts to shay she created?? Mother fucker!!

I hear whimpers and look down to see max wagging his tail at me in a cute way, this makes me smile.

"I am fine Maxy"

"I am just thinking about stuff"

He looks at me with sad eyes that tug at the strings of my heart, I chuckle bitterly as the tears keep flowing down my cheeks.

This won't do, I need fresh air this room feels to small and suffocating.

I rose from the bed and make towards the window, my eyes wander around until they come to settle on the garden.

I grip the rails of the window as my legs buck together threatening to give me away, the sound of the gunshots still loud in my head.

The way she has looked before she died, her eyes conveying the depths of her hatred and contempt for The don and his right hand man.

I smile as her face comes to my mind, how she would always scold me for eating unhealthy foods, how she would keep beautiful flowers for me.

She loves playing match maker for Luca and I, she would always tell me how much I look like my mum, how I would end up with the best man even though I doubted that myself.

Tears gather around my eyes again as I thought of how I won't be seeing her around these gardens again, no more stories of her grandson, she wouldn't be here to scold me for being sneaky.

This won't do, I can't stay in this room I need to breathe, I need these memories out of my head this room feels to small. I am suffocating here.

I rush to my closet to find my black hood, and black sweat pants.

I ransack my closet for the hood and sweats, "there you are" I mumbled dryly.

Max paddles towards me as if he senses what I am about to do.

"No max you can't come with me, I need to go alone."

"You'd stay with Luca and be a good boy okay?"

He wiggles his tail in agreement.

I crouch down to rub the back of his ear, "good boy."

I make my way outside my room in search of Luca. I didn't have to walk to much because luca is always around my room whenever I need to sneak out, it's at if he can sense it whenever I get the need to receive fresh air.

"Bella."

He says my name in the kind of tone that shows he doesn't agree with whatever I plan on doing.

"Hi to you too Luca"

I reply with a clipped smile, he narrows his eyes at me, he opens his mouth to say something but sighs instead.

"What's wrong Bella?" He asks me with his tome laced with worry.

"What? Me? Something is wrong? Nah... I am totally fine Luca I just need fresh air."

" I am afraid I'll grow wrinkles if I stay in my room."

He chuckles at my sorry attempt to make a joke.

"You? Wrinkles? I don't think that'd ever happen Bella."

"But you know I can't let you go out, your father would kill me if he found out."

His tone turned serious this time.

" I know Luca, but you cant change my mind."

He stares at me hard before running a hand through his hair. " Alright Bella you win bug you have to be fast or I won't be responsible for what happens if you get caught. "

I smile widely knowing fully well that Luca would piss his pants in worry if I got caught.

"Thank you Luca, you're the best. "

I hug him tightly, I feel him smile as he pets my back.

"Alright Bella we need to move now."

I realese him as he takes me to the back door where anyone rarely pass through, I look around to be sure that's all coast is clear.

"You can go now Bella, no one's coming."

I run out as fast as I could, I needed to get out of this mansion as quick as I can, I needed to breathe before I choke on the bitter aura that surrounds the house.

I stopped running when I was sure I moved far from the mansion, sigh... I breathed out the breath I didn't even know I was holding.

I walked aimlessly like a Zombie around the alleys of the dark streets, I looked around to be sure nobody was following me.

"Ahhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!"

"I hate youuuuuuu!!"

I screamed on top of my voice as I released all the tears I've been holding since, no matter how hard I try I can't shake the feeling of betrayal away, I cant unsee what I've seen.

I can't come to terms with the fact that my father is my mother's killer, my heart aches too much it's like it's going to explode.

I feel like a thousand needles are piercing through me, it would have been better if I had been stabbed, but this pain is unbearable.

I hate my father so much I want to inflict the same pain he has inflicted, I hate him so much I want to burn down his whole empire to the fucking ground.

My ears stood up in alert as I hear footsteps approaching me, I quickly rise up to me feet's and make my way out of that alley.

"My my who is this young lady?"

A bulky looking man blocks my path, my pulse quickens in panic, I try to turn around only to be blocked by another bulky looking man.

"Where do you think you're going bitch?"

The other man spits out, I swallow the lump in my throat as I survey the alley for possible escape routes, damn my luck for running into these men.

Already accepting the call that I might die here in the midst of two ugly looking bulky men, then I hear the deep rumble of a low voice.

"Leave the lady alone."