“To some, yes. But father knew what he was doing. After all, you don’t get to where you are in the Mafia by playing nice. No. You take what you want with an iron fist and that’s what he did. He wanted mom only for himself and wasn’t willing to share her with anyone. So that night, before mother got home he had a beautiful diamond necklace sitting and waiting for her to return along with a note.”“A note in which read; To my beautiful shining star, may you always shine brightly. Now and Forever.”“Shocked as well as angry, mother had eventually had enough of him, so taking the diamond necklace in hand she left to return it to its rightful owner, my father. Not wanting to accept such a gift from someone she couldn’t trust, she headed for his house, where once there she entered only to hear a gun go off. A gun in which he used to kill an innocent man or so she thought. Father’s friends watching in amusement while mother just screamed, much like you did when you witnessed my sons kill tho
Still holding Sophia’s gaze with mine, do I continue to wait for her to tell me the rest of her story, the need to know has my curiosity running, a curiosity that always got me into trouble.“Please, tell me there’s more, please?” I beg, causing her to giggle in reply.“But of course there is dear child. Needless to say that when the boy all returned back to school he instantly ran away. Too scared to be anywhere close or near my mother. And soon, not only did he avoid her, but so did the entire school as well.”“The entire school? I couldn’t imagine someone doing that to me” I mutter, feeling her mother’s pain.“I’m afraid so sweetheart. Life back then was cruel. And still is. And when you aren’t strong enough to fight back you perish in the game called life.” admits Sophia, her eyes stern. For it was true. A life in the Mafia was anything but easy.Collecting her thoughts, does Sophia move to continue with her story.“Lost and alone, my mother cried her heart out, for everyone that
“Good Morning my sweet child. Come, sit with me, I promise I won’t bite” chimes Sophia softly, her hand patting a cushion that sat next to her as she did.Accepting the offer, I move to take my seat next to hers, exchanging pleasantries as we did. Each of us spending the first couple of hours just talking about the other, as if we had been old friends before Sophia moved to get onto business. Having wanted to address the subject of my current living situation here at the mansion as well as how the boys had been treating me. Tears now falling as I cave.Wanting to hear my side of the story, having already heard from her sons, I move to tell her. Explaining to her how I had originally not wanted to be there and how my father had sold me off in order to help save his company from going bankrupt. I had even gone as far as to explain about all my mixed feelings for them, choosing to opt out of my “wet dream” only for her to nod and smile when she could, waiting until I was finished before
Waking up the next morning am I greeted by a familiar pair of Hazel blue eyes and brown hair. A soft smile gracing his features as Alex moves to sit beside the bed, Lucus and Tony gone from the room, leaving me alone within the huge bed.“Morning Bambina (Baby)” whispers Alex, watching as I slowly move to sit up, still rubbing sleep from my eyes as I did.“M-Morning” I yawn, vaguely familiar with what happened last night.Smiling, Alex moves to kiss me on the forehead once he moves to stand up. “Come Agapi (Love), Breakfast is almost ready, and the others are waiting, I’ve been asked to escort you down for it.”Nodding, I move to climb from the bed, Alex having gone into my closet to find me something to wear only to return with a beautiful green sundress along with a thin gold belt. Taking the dress I moved to inspect it only to see that the dress came with pockets and for that I became excited for who didn’t love a good dress with pockets.Pockets? Yay! Giggling with excitement, I m
“You shit tards fucked up, and in a big way too.” SMACK comes the paddle followed but a few more smacks as she continues with her ranting, “What. The. FUCK. Were. EACH. Of. You. THINKING!” Attempting to shield our faces from the paddle, we each let our mother finish with her mini beating, learning to accept any and all kinds of punishments before finally she moved to take her seat back next to father, her face full of rage as she continued to stare at us.“Now’s the time to own up. This is NOT how your father and I raised you. We raised you to be better than this, to be better than your Grandfather, and yet here you are, doing the exact same shit he did back in his day, for not only are you hurting her, you're hurting her soul. You hurt her for pain not pleasure. And while she may have been born into our world, into our ways as a Mafia family, you’re leaving her without a choice, her choices being limited to either staying or taking a fucking bullet for you. And for that, I will NOT
After spending what felt like hours, literal hours, the guys and I have been sitting within my mother’s office as we were then forced to listen to her as she spoke, only ever pausing long enough for us to explain everything in our own words from start to finish. Having been taught to leave nothing to chance, we move to obey knowing that if we didn’t we would be in even bigger hot water.Watching as my mother got comfortable next to our father while Isabella’s parents stood against the walls of the office before taking a sip of her drink, a drink Tony had offered to make her before making one for our father along with Isabella’s parents.For you see, while I may not always have the best relationship with that of my parents, my parents on the other hand did have a hand in raising not only me but Grant, Alex and Tony as well, Grant having been only six when he started living with me, Alex and Tony both ten when my parents found them, recruiting them for the life they have now.Listening