Dante's POV"She is still breathing. Call an ambulance," Isabella shouts. My men are holding Amelia. The scissors have hit her arm, making her drop the gun. I do not know what happened, but I do know that Amelia must have shot the Godfather's Donna. "I am fine. I just got hit in the shoulder. Take that woman to my husband immediately. She will pay for what she has done," Donna Amelia says. I'm still confused about what happened, but I believe Amelia wanted to kill Isabella, and somehow, Donna Amelia got in the way. I do not want her to get away with whatever she was trying to do. I feel responsible for what happened. I should not have left Isabella alone. My mother and father come walking in, unaware of what is happening."What the hell happened here?" My mother asks. She helps Isabella to stop the bleeding on Donna Amelia. One of my men has already called the ambulance. We do not want to take any chances with the life of the godfather's wife. I called Don Romani. Hope he is not angr
Tony's POVWe drive to get to where we have to be. I have to save my sister. I cannot allow them to kill her today, and I know what she did today was stupid and irresponsible. How the hell would she try to shoot the godfather's wife? I cannot believe my sister is that stupid. It is already worse enough that she tried to kill Dante's fiancée. Enzo looks as if he has seen a ghost. He is pale."Don, I just discovered something that might hurt us even more. I do not want to be a carrier of bad news, but I have to tell you something I do not believe you will want to hear. Leandra Smith is not Leandra Smith. She is Isabella Romani. She's the daughter of the grandfather. And I only realised it lately. I did not want to tell you because I did not want you to get in trouble. I believe that we are in grave danger. He also served as well, because she not only shot the wife of the godfather, but she also shot at his daughter. It will not make our task to convince them to let Amelia go easier. I a
Tony's POVWe arrive at Dante's office. I hope we are still in time. I hope you are not too angry with us. I do not want them to be so angry at us that they take away my whole family from me. The godfather has the right to do it; I do not want that to happen. My sister shot his wife and tried to kill his daughter. I shot at his daughter's fiancé. I quickly get out. It is the first time that I will see my friend since I shot at him. I did not mean to kill him. I only wanted to frighten him because he had mixed with my sister, or so I believe. I walked straight up to Dante's office, where people were waiting for me, and showed them how they were waiting for Enzo and me. Dante does not look happy to see me. I cannot blame him. Everyone's faces are grim. I wonder if Donna Romani is okay. I do not know if I should beg or run. Everybody is judging me as if their eyes were upon me. What am I going to do right now? Perhaps I should start praying for my sister. She is cuffed, sitting in a cha
Third person's POVTony, Enzo, and Dante walk out of the room, leaving the crying Amelia alone. She is handcuffed and cannot go anywhere, although no one trusts her. Dante knows that she cannot leave the room without any of the guards knowing where she's going. She must go with one of the female guards if she wants to go to the bathroom. He warned them to look out for her because she can be very sneaky. He told them not to believe her tears. He told them not to accept a word she says."Tony, you know you will always be my friend. We grew up together. I know how your parents have treated you and Amelia. Do not believe Amelia is crazy. I think she plays crazy whenever she wants to save her own life. I do not respect your sister, and I'm sorry about it. I know that you must love your sister because you are family, and I understand that. But I believe she is planning something and playing on your emotions," Dante says. "So you forgive me?" Tony asks. "Of course, I forgive you. I knew yo
Amelia's POVI have to get out of here. I cannot stay here, and I'm not going to the asylum. I am not crazy. I have friends who will help me. Tony thinks he is getting rid of me this easily. He is making the biggest mistake of his life. I am the true Donna of the Brasco family. My parents always wanted me to take over, but when they died, I was too young to take over. And Tony took over. I don't know who gave him the right to take over my family and my position as Donna of the Brasco family. I am much better than Tony. I have ambitions, and Tony has nothing. He only licks Dante's ass. I am not stupid. I am not somebody who can be locked away forever and forgotten about. I will get out of here, but I have to make a plan. "Can I talk to Donna Isabella? Alone, please, just for a moment," I ask one of the guards. As soon as he walks out, I take the hairpin in my hand and loosen the cuffs. I pretend that the cuffs are so in place. I have another gun. It is hidden, where nobody will search
Isabella's POV"Open the door and walk out slowly. Do not try anything. I will not hesitate to shoot you. I have to remember I have nothing to lose. I am not going to sit in an asylum for the rest of my life. So to shoot you is nothing to me. It means they will shoot me and I will be dead. I would rather be dead than be put in an asylum," Alice says. I walked out slowly. I am waiting for the right moment to strike. But I know if I attack now, she will shoot me in the neck. The gun feels cold against my neck. "Get a car ready," I command one of the guards. He sees the situation and knows exactly what is going on. He quickly jumps up to go and get the car ready, but on his way, he must warn Dante. Dante, Enzo and Tony storm in. My father follows them.. All of them look so calm. Dante's gun is drawn. I'm shaking and do not know how calm those days were. I'm trying to stay calm but do not know how to escape this situation. I was stupid. I should never have listened to Amelia. I can only
Isabella's POVI pull away with one hell of a speed. I can see Alice grabbing for the dashboard. She's holding on for dear life, but she still has the gun pointed at me. I swing into the traffic, and she screams. She does not really want to die. She was saying it to pretend to be brave in front of everybody. She wanted them to think that she was willing to die instead of going to an asylum. I know now that she is not ready to die. I smile. This will be as easy as pie. "Where the hell did you learn to drive? You are going to get both of us killed at the next road. Make a right turn," She screams. I wait until we are right in front of the road, go full speed around the corner, and pull the car back quickly, throwing her around. She falls against the door. I can see that it has opened a little."Do you think they are not going to follow us? I'm just trying to get you away from them. So hang on," I say. "I don't believe they will follow us and put your life in danger. You can slow down.
Isabella's POVI drive home with my father behind the steering wheel. I am too rattled to drive anyway. I had the gun against my head, and then I was driving with a crazy lady who was pointing a gun at me all the time. I almost killed myself by trying to get her out of the car. So yes, I am shaking. My father tried to calm me down by talking about all the years they had been looking for me. I know those were sad years for them, and it does not make me feel better knowing I was so close yet far from them. At last, we stopped in front of the house. The doctor comes walking out."You better go and calm down your mother. She is not in a good state of mind, and we had a hard time keeping her in bed," The doctor says. Father and I go straight to her room."Oh, I'm so glad that you're okay. I thought I lost you again. How could anybody let somebody grab my daughter? I want answers! I want that bitch dead," My mother says. I walk over to her and take her hand. I know she is upset. I do not wa
Isabella's POVI just have a feeling that everything is going to go wrong today. I believe that everything will go wrong. My mother brought over the dress. It fits me perfectly. It is the perfect dress. It is so beautiful, I have never seen such a lovely dress. I always liked vintage dresses and shoes. It's just perfect. My mother tells me that she got it from her mother. I am so happy that I can wear the family dress. I always thought that I would never get to wear a family dress because I was an orphan. I always dreamed about the day I would meet my parents, and they would tell me that I am a princess, and it all happened. No, I'm not a princess, but at least I am a Donna in the Italian Mafia. I am so happy that I finally have my family. And I know I do not appreciate them as much as I should. I wish there were something I could do for my mother and father to make them feel more a part of my life. I know they love me, and I know they won't always love me. They have always loved me a
Dante's POVToday, we are training Isabella to fight with weapons. At first, I was very sceptical because I thought that she wouldn't be able to do it. However, her father insisted that we start training her. I am standing next to Don La Romani while we watch her hit one target after another. She has a natural feel for the gun she is using. Don Romani looks very proud of his daughter. I cannot blame him. She is beautiful. She is talented, and she learns fast. I am very proud of Isabella being a part of my life. "The street gangs are becoming a real problem, and I fear they will come after Isabella. I am glad that she is learning how to defend herself. But I do not trust them. They are like wild dogs. They will attack in a bundle. We will have to give Isabella extra security. I do not want that Tommy friend of hers to come close to her again. I am glad you told me all about him and how he texted her. Your wedding is on Saturday. Isabella feels it is too quick, but I believe the sooner
Isabella's POVI wait while we are alone outside. Dante is busy training with his men, and it's only my father standing there with me. He hands me the gun that we purchased yesterday. Now that it is going to start to be my training right now, I have to admit I am a little bit afraid of the gun. But I know I need to do this. I do not feel like I want to train with the weapon. However, I cannot leave my father and Dante down. I look up at my father, and he looks at me."I can see there is something wrong, baby girl. What do you want to talk to Daddy about?" My father asks. "Do you think that I am ready to get married? I have been very confused lately. I do not know if I am prepared to give merit, and I do not want Dante to think that I am not already. I want him to see that I still want to be independent. I do not wish for Dante to feel like that. I want to be independent and without him. I want him to know I want to be there for him as he is there for me. And we cannot be without each
Tommy's POVI cannot believe Isabella is blowing me off. She thinks I am not good enough for her and believes she can play with me. Well, I am not going to allow it. Of course, I'm not going to leave her alone. She is wealthy, and I want a part of her money. She thinks she can snuff me. She is making a mistake. He has to be together. And I know I was stupid for thinking that Mary was better for me than Isabella. But how am I supposed to know that Isabella is the daughter of the godfather? Mary only knew because her uncle is in the Italian Mafia. She must have heard him speaking because they don't like to talk in front of her. Mary's parents are not a part of the Italian Mafia because her mother is not a part of the Italian Mafia. It is only her uncle who is a part of the Italian Mafia. And I could get some foothold into the Italian Mafia by being with Mary. I made the biggest mistake of my life by leaving Isabella, because now she is the godfather's daughter. It still feels weird to
Isabella's POV"Who are you to tell me what to do? You don't know the Italian Mafia. And my father is the godfather. If I were you, I would leave me alone. Could you not contact me? Lose my number. I have absolutely nothing to say to you. If you come close to me, you will die. I am going to block you from contacting me again. And I am only doing it for your safety, not for mine. Enjoy your life with Mary. That is the woman that you chose. Goodbye Tommy. I never want to hear from you again, and stay away from me if you know what is good for you," I text him before I delete him and block him on my phone. I put my phone away because I do not want my father or Dante to see that Tommy is bothering me. I know they will be furious. That is when my eye catches the other messages. It is from the night that we killed Amelia. Tommy was texting me, but he did not know that I was Isabella Romani back then. Dante answered him, and I'm glad I did not, because I do not know what I would have done if
Isabella's POVI have been training for a week now and feel much stronger. I do not want Dante to worry about me any more. I can even drive better right now. But after a lot of swearing and yelling from Dante. I know what I've been doing this. I know I can drive better than I ever did before. And I know that I can fight better than I ever did before. I have not started my training with guns yet, but I am going to start today. Dante and I are ready to go to a shop to buy me a gun. I am not so sure how I feel about carrying a weapon, but I guess it is part of being a part of the Italian Mafia. My phone pings, and I read the message."So you are the daughter of the godfather. I hear. You are not Leandra Smith. You are Isabella Romani. Baby, I don't care who you are. I have missed you, and you have to come back to me. How long have you been away from me, a few weeks or months? I don't care. I want you back in my life. I miss you. I need to talk to you. I need to hold you in my arms again.
Tommy's POVI am furious after I've talked to Dante. Who does he think he is? He never even knew Leandra. Leandra was always my slave, the one working for me so I could spend all the money that I made on myself and all my needs. Mary is not giving as Leandra was. She's very selfish with that money. However, I cannot piss her off. Her uncle is Don Bellini. I have to convince him to work with us. But first, I need to get Leandra back. I do not know what is happening in the Italian Mafia, but I do know one thing. We can take them over if we want to. We are stronger than they think. We have been working with the cartel lately. I need to figure out a way to get Leandra back. I do not love her, but I need her in my life. If she can only provide me with enough money every month to look after my needs, I can spend more money on myself. "Did you hear the godfather found his daughter? You will not believe who it is."Mary says as she walks into the room. "Who?" I ask. I am not interested in th
Isabella's POVWell, I am ready to train. I have my sweatshirt and pants on, and I am prepared to take on whoever wants to take me on. I know I can fight dirty because I have been in that orphanage and on the streets for long enough to fight dirty. However, I do not want to fight dirty. I want to be trained to fight fair. I want to learn how to shoot a gun, and I want to know how to protect myself. One day, my life may be in danger, and I want everybody to know that I cannot be messed with. I want my father and Dante to stop worrying about me. I walk out of the bathroom and straight into the bedroom where Dante awaits me. He is ready, and we can go. I do not know where we are going and don't know how their training works, but I know that I am ready to start fighting and driving. "I am ready, and we can go. One thing before we started training: I do not want you to shout at me or swear when we drive. I know I'm not a good driver. If you cry and scream at me while we are moving, I am g
Dante's POVI put the phone down. I did not want to wake Isabella up, and did not want her to see what an ex-boyfriend was writing to her. He does not even know that she is the godfather's daughter, and Tommy does not realise he's messing with the wrong guys. He still calls her Leandra. They think the little street gangs can take on the Italian Mafia. I remember someone saying the street gangs are causing problems. I think it was Don Romani, if I'm not wrong. Anyway, I will have to keep Isabella safe from them. I can not allow them to get their hands on her. Tommy is asking for a beating. I don't even believe that they are worthy of our attention, but we cannot allow them to sell drugs in our city. We do not sell drugs. We do not do human trafficking. And we do not sell illegal weapons. It is all against the laws of the Italian Mafia. I do not know why the street gangs are getting so cocky with us. I feel Isabella tossing and turning in her sleep. I know she must have a nightmare, so