Dirty Little Secret - Not Edited

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Myla Mendez

I stood in front of the vanity, checking over my appearance. A mid-length, fitted, black dress with a sinshed waist accented my body. My hair was tie in a low pony tail and straight, my black Valentino heels giving me a powerful feel, I made my way out of the room picking up my handbag, and coat on the way.

"Good morning Ms Mendez." My now, employee - Rico welled me. "Morning." I gave him a small smile and placed on my sunglasses before making my way down stairs to the car that was waiting for me. "Myla?" Luna called on me as I reached the bottom of the stairs.

She wore a place skirt and black blouse, trying best to hide her growing bump. "Do you want us to ride with you?" I shook my head no and sprayed my perfume on me. "I'll be fine. I want to be there to say my speech early." Luna nodded as she left to get Luca.

Luca, Matteo, Enzo, Jackson, Richard, and Gerry (Security) where going to be carrying in the coffins. I wasn't in the ride head space to speak to people this morning, and I doubt I will be for the whole day.

I stepped into the black SUV, rolling up the partition between myself and the driver. "Let's go." I muttered. Francesco - my driver never said anything, he pulled off and headed for the funeral parlour.

I spent the drive, sending e-mails to different members of the Mafia, crying intermittently...then giving my self a pep talk. I couldn't forget that after all I'm a mafia boss now. A mafia queen. There was no way I could allow death to get to me...yes it was my parents, but still. I couldn't let this get to me. I had to stay strong and remember that I'm Myla Mendez. Nothing frightens me.

We pulled up relatively quickly. Francesco opened the door for me and as I stepped out I was greeted by silence, however that didn't mean I was alone. I was met with the stares of hundreds of people - about 600 people to be exact, the men however still managed to give me 'wanna fuck eyes' and the woman 'I don't like you...I don't have a reason...but I don't like you' then I was also met with 'shit your my boss now' and 'she'll kill me and not think twice about it." I won't lie that part made me smile slightly.

I walked towards the entrance and was greeted with Vincent and Maria. "I'm sorry sweetheart." Maria embraced me in a warm, motherly hug. "Your making them proud Myla." Vincent whispered in my ear and he kissed my cheek. I gave them both a small smile in return. As I walked further towards the door I was stopped by Matteo and Luca. "We're here if you need us Myla. Don't forget that." Luca said kissing my cheek. "I'm here most of the time...but now a days I'm trying to deal with other problems you know..." he gestured behind him to Angelina. I could see her refraining from hitting him over the head behind him and her and Luna moved past them.

"If it wasn't for the fact that were pregame would get totally hammered tonight. But that also seems a little inappropriate." I let out a sobbing laugh and kissed them both on the cheek, before I turned to walk in Enzo stood right at the door. "I'm-" I shook my head before he could say anything and took his hand that he was about to use to hug me with. "I want you too it with me once you've Britten them in." He never argued he nodded and kissed my head before hugging me and pulling away.

I went inside and the full parlour was filled with flowers - white lilies to be exact. There where two places set for my parents coffins to go, hundreds of seats, a podium for the speeches, and 2 roses sat on my chair at the front. I would be making a speech and placing a rose of each of my parents coffins. Then Enzo would make one as Vincent of course passed to the thrown to him also.

I refrained from crying, to be honest I think I was out of tears now. I sat down on the chair placing the roses on my lap as the room filled with people.