Saoirse Byrne an 18 year old devil in disguise and also the daughter of the the Irish mafia boss and Elio Cirri an arrogant yet selfless a-romantic 20 year old who is the son of the Italian Mafia boss. What was supposed to be a just a quick fling t...
"Wake up Sleepyhead!" Liam said throwing a pillow at me.
"We are having breakfast downstairs, freshen up and join us... Oh and by the way you are going to Italy with Father tonight"
"What?" I mumbled confused, opening my eyes to see my brother standing in the door frame staring at me.
"You are going to Italy with Father so I think after breakfast you should start packing your stuff the plane leaves at 7 o'clock." he said.
"Are you coming, and how long are we staying there?" I asked him sitting upright on my bed.
He said "No and y'all are staying there for three months." while exiting my room.
I rolled out of bed and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth, do my toilet business, do my skincare and take a shower. I have always wanted to go to Italy. I heard of great places in Italy like the Colosseum, The Pantheon and the Capitoline which are all located in Rome of course. I have a thing for tourism even though I know my dad won't let me go places for my own 'safety'.
I walked into my walk-in closet (heh) picking a plain blue oversized crewneck with black leggings, scrunched up thigh-high socks with jewellery and some crisp white Nike airforce 1s. Finally, after getting dressed I checked the time to see it was precisely 8:37 am. I walked down the stairs to the dining room to see my father, mother, brother, my father's second inline and our two most trusted assassins seated at the dining table having breakfast.
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"Good morning everyone" I said greeting them all. I took my seat beside my brother and was served my favourite, hot brown spongy pancakes and some air-cooked crispy bacon. I was so curious as to why my Father finally allowed me to go on one of his trips with him and why we were going there. I mean I know that we were obviously going to see the leader of the Italian mafia who was best friends with my dad, but why?
"Father, why are we going to Italy?" I blurted out.
"Because darling I have some unfinished business with Aldo." he said
"But why am I going?"
"You have always asked me to take you with me so I finally granted your wish" He answered, sounding a bit suspicious, almost like he was trying to cover something up, but I let it slide after all Father wouldn't let anything or anyone hurt me.
After breakfast I went back to my bedroom to pack, packing was both interesting and stressful. I scrolled through Pinterest to see what outfits I wanted to pack. I packed some basic crop and full tops, jeans, pyjamas, sweats, leggings and crewnecks. I also packed my Nike air Force, green, Dior and black Jordans, heels, boots and some slides.
I visited my brother and just chilled on my phone and with my iPad for the rest of the day. I just couldn't stop thinking about why I was going there and why my dad would hide the actual reason for my going to Italy with him.
A few hours later...
Father and I took the private plane to Italy. The plane had this sleek, luxurious look to it, it had a black interior and had divans for if we wanted to sleep later on. My father spent the whole flight on his laptop while I used my phone and looked out of the window most of the time. Throughout the flight, the air hostess offered us food, champagne and snacks.
I looked through the window, the clouds just looked so puffy and soft, like pillows, I wish I could open the windows and trap one in a jar, except I don't want to suffocate or freeze and die before some rival crime boss took me out (yes, I'm so bored I'm making dark jokes) I've read all the magazines I brought with me *twice* and mentally went through all the sights I wanted to see in Italy before I went back to Ireland. That's why I was so relieved when the captain finally announced we had arrived.
As we landed I realised that I will be meeting him very soon. I am meeting the 'almighty' Elio Cirri, the son of my dad's best friend Aldo Cirri. They were the most dangerous mafia with us falling behind them, they were known for torturing their prisoners till they begged for death. I have never met Elio or I think I have never met Elio even though our parents are best friends.
Being lost in my thoughts, I did not realise that we had arrived at our Italian home. I love the scenery the house has and the garden. I am never allowed to go to the garden because I have sensitive skin and would itch a lot.
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I exited the car and went straight to my bedroom. My bedroom had the same vibe as the one in Ireland, my bedroom was grey and wooden-themed with some fake plants. I was never the pink girl even as a little child. I found the colour to be so feminine, which reminds me of those dumb, mean blonde girls you see in high school movies.
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I stripped out of my clothes, took a shower, brushed my teeth and did my skincare routine before I fell into bed as I let the darkness consume me.
Hope you liked the first chapter. Could you guess what celebrity was wearing the blue crewneck and black leggings. Don't forget to comment and vote 🤎🖤.
