A Decision Made
On the night we came of age, George Costa and I finally took things further in our relationship.
Despite the physical discomfort that night, I was happy for a very long time. I genuinely believed that by taking this monumental step together, George and I were locking in our future. We would get engaged, get married, and seal our destinies. After all, the Alfonso and Costa families were the two most powerful mafia families in Solaria. After our union, my father could finally rest easy, knowing he could slowly pass the family empire down to us.
However, the very next day, I overheard George talking to one of his friends on the phone.
“Wow, that's insane. You actually got the daughter of the Alfonso family to be your first?”
Hearing those words made me embarrassed, so I decided to walk away.
But then, George said dismissively. “Please, she’s just an Alfonso. Honestly, I wanted Julie first, but I was worried that my lack of experience wouldn't give her a good time. So, I just settled for the next best option and used Annie for practice.”
When those words hit me, I didn’t cry or throw a tantrum. The moment I got back, I refused to take my place within the family empire. Instead, I immediately put in a transfer request for our branch in Londres.