When the Mafia's Crash and Collide.

When the mafias crash and collide: Chapter 2: She meets him.

----AUTHORS NOTE----

Hi everyone just wanted to say a massive Thank You, to the people who have already read my first chapter of the story. I know that its only a very small amount at the moment, but i do hope that with me putting the effort in to carry on going that people will be able to see it, but i also hope that they enjoy it too. I've worked as hard as i could spending ages trying to work on these chapters as i can loose the motivation pretty quickly as sometimes i don't see the point. If you like the story do let me know in the comments or you can vote in the bottom corner. Once again a massive thank you and i hope you enjoy the next chapter. ;)

Zara's perspective:

I was having the best slept after the long night i had. It had been filled with planning and prepping to send a warning to whoever put that stupid, ugly arse, new training base near ours, when Father's maid came rushing into my room at 6:30 screaming her head off telling me i were to rush to my fathers room.

"I'm so sorry to wake you miss but its your father, there's somethings wrong!." she whimpered. "Wrong?! Ladia, if something is wrong you best tell me, right now!" i huffed at her trying to keep my voice in a low shout. Well i can tell you one thing for sure, i have never ever got out of bed so quickly in all my 19 years of life. I grabbed the small hand gun i keep in my night stand and checked to make sure it was fully loaded, along with two throwing knifes that i have on a holder on the back of my door. Katina my sister and i along with fathers maid Ladia, sprinted over to my fathers room at the end of the corridor.

I wasn't too sure what to expect, so using the back of my foot i bust the lock off the door and it swung open. There was my father, pale as a ghost his skin pooling with sweat and looking ever so weak. "Father!!" i screamed as Katina and i hurried over to his side. "My beautiful girls, i told Ladia not to wake you, i'm fine honestly i'm okay, she thought I was being held hostage." He tried smiling but saying that he began coughing and started holding his chest, struggling to breath. "Ladia. Get a Doctor. Now!!" i screamed.

Within a minute, three doctors rushed into the room and went to look after my father. Katina was crying and i knew i was just about too if i were to stay here any longer, but I also knew I had to stay strong, father always tells us to be brave and not let anything faze us. So with that, I quickly left my father with a kiss on his head and an i love you and walked out the room knowing he was in the best hands. Katina followed me out and asked, "he seemed okay yesterday, right?" She was slightly older than me and had more black than brown hair, but she certainly had the Romano eyes, beautiful large Emerald green. She was also a little taller than i was and had a rather slim figure. She wasn't one to train much like I did, but she would every now and again when father would train us all together.

"I'm sure the doctors will find out what is wrong, and they will do everything they can to make him better, Father is strong we both know that." I tried to say it with a smile but it failed, thankfully she was staring at the floor and didn't see. All she did was nod, and started to walk back towards her room. I made sure to tell Ladia that the second she finds out anything she is to tell me immediately. I then walked back to my own room to have a brisk shower and change into gym clothes. I tied my hair into a pony tail and noticed the clothes were a little tight now as I was building up more muscle around my legs and arms. 

After working out I tidied my room made my bed and ate some breakfast and asked ladia is there was any more news on my father. She said there hasn't been anymore news other than the fact he was being treating in our hospital wing. I went back into my room re-showered and got properly dressed into smarter clothing.

Today i had decided that i would go out to look around the town, as i needed to check up on my new bar that i had recently opened up in hopes to bring in more money. I picked a beautiful plain black dress with a v-neck shape showing a little cleavage but not too much, the dress wasn't the tightest but it did hug the curves that i now had from training so much. It was rather hot outside, and i didn't want my shoulders to burn, so along with it i threw over a light weight black scarf along with sunglassses and my purse.