Mafia High

AlessandroAlessandro Brambilla, the future don of the Brambilla family, was my birthright. My friends, for want of a better word, called me San. Alessandro, never shortened, was what my father called me. He sent me to a private high school academy called Rochester. He said I would be safe within the hallowed walls of the most sacred institution that served the families. The truth was, I was the dangerous one and no one was safe from me. My father relished his control and explained Rochester was the place that would give me fucking refinement.Rochester was the private school for the Mafia’s progeny. There’s an entire story about how the academy began. Short version starts with two warring families. The war soon extended to every blood line in America and Europe. No one was safe. Women and children died and family succession was up in the air. To stop the bloodshed and annihilation of future leadership, Rochester Academy opened its doors. Mine was the fifth generation to reach senior

GiaWith a tug of resentment, I remove my shirt and slid the jeans down my long legs that Maria envied.“I’m putting this thing on but if too much skin shows, I’m not coming out.”“Che palle! I may kill you for calling my work of art a ‘thing.’ Hurry.” The frustration remained heavy in her voice and I knew I wouldn’t escape this night of horror.Maria had little patience to begin with and I’d pushed it too far. With a groan she could hear, I slid the material over my head and allowed it to slink down my body. Black silk, or a silk-like material, with a sheer see-through mesh weave that showed skin. Lots of skin. I glanced in the mirror and groaned louder and removed my underwear because it showed.“It’s perfect, isn’t it?” came from behind the door.“I hate you,” I repeated.The dress wasn’t me but it was flawless or at least would be if I were going to a strip club to perform. The sheer parts would tear free from the silk with the slightest tug or so it seemed. I felt indecent and co

AlessandroShe stepped forward and students parted.Another step and I could see every inch of her.Too fucking much of her.I’d saved this bitch for my senior year and made sure the school knew it. No one else would spread those legs before me. Hell, I wasn’t sure her legs deserved spreading so I just might take her from behind the first time. It would also keep me from looking into her lying Rossi eyes.I turned my gaze to my crew. Lust dripped from them even though they cast the occasional look in my direction. Rossi never came to these events. The two of us were rarely in the same room and watching her from across campus was as close as I got.Dark thoughts filled me as I studied her and revenge swirled in my head. My father made it clear I was to stay away and leave the revenge to him. Until this year, I’d done as he demanded, but the waiting was over. I planned to take something from her family that they would never get back just as they took from me. I think one princess’s virg

AlessandroI had no idea if the shock on Gia’s face was because Matteo spilled their secret or if it was caused by Matteo spouting bullshit.I’d made it clear to all students that Gia Rossi was off-limits. Even she knew it, though her lying eyes said otherwise. I ruled this academy and reserving her cherry for one hot fucking night was my prerogative.Fucking Matteo. He wouldn’t back down and I didn’t want the trouble he caused. That meant I had to act quickly and put his ugly face in the dirt until he agreed breathing was more important than fucking with me.I’d known he had the numbers. Ours was a beast eat dog mentality and our lives would be exactly this way when we left here. Those who sided with him wanted the fight and didn’t care about who won. If they did, they wouldn’t back Matteo.I’d toned things down since the last clash with the crew that got me and mine into too much fucking trouble. Now the sharks were at my door and if I wanted to hold my place at the top, I would nee

Gia “You forbade me to give a single detail on Alessandro,” Maria grumbled in frustration, literally pulling both sides of her hair.We’d finally left the party and come straight back to the dorm where I could regroup, throw up, and plan my future funeral.“I know I did.” My exasperation at myself was through the roof. “He’s making threats and Matteo is involved and I didn’t see it coming. What is going on?”It was time for me to pull my head out of Maria’s ass. I thought avoidance was best. I was wrong. What happened tonight was not something I saw coming and I wasn’t prepared. A Mafia princess is always ready, and I needed to find my Rossi bitch. Unfortunately, she was in hiding and considering going to the mattresses. Could I be more pathetic?“Alessandro slept his way through half the princesses over the past three years. This year, you’re on his radar.”At her words, my head jerked up. I knew some of the girls broke that sacred rule, but I didn’t think it common knowledge or a l