Poisoned Love

Chapter One: The Job

G I A N N A

Before I even opened my eyes I knew I was in deep shit, I could tell by my surroundings. Cold, dark, and metal, I was in the cellar.

Even though I was the daughter of an Italian mafia boss I still got treated like any other member of the mafia if I fucked up, not quite as bad but still. Unlike my two older brothers no one knew I existed.

Apparently because it would make me a target for other mafias, like I couldn't handle myself. So when I messed up a mission my father went insane. Going on about "Mia ragazza, you could have been found out about," "Principessa, you need to be more careful," those would be the nicer words.

"Gianna, you can open your eyes now. I'm not mad."
"Morning Padre." I mumbled, not bothering to look him in the eyes.
"Alright let's get started shall we? What exactly happened last night? Why isn't Luca dead like I asked?" His authoritative tone making me flinch. 

"Ok chill out with the questions. First off Luca wasn't unguarded like we expected him to be, so it took a while to get to him. Second, the fool had his guards watching my every move so sorry I couldn't get close enough to get the job done, Father dearest."

Any rational person would know better than to snap at my father, Marcello Berlusconi, but I honestly didn't care. He wouldn't dare hurt me, I would break his arm in a second or my brothers would beat the shit out of him for me.

"Now listen closely Gianna, just because you are my daughter doesn't give you the right to talk to me like that. Do you hear me Principessa?" Marcello was now pissed which was fine by me, getting people mad brought a smile to my face.

"I hear you, however I don't care. At least not until Alexandro and Milo get this same treatment when they fuck up, and don't try to tell me they don't!" I practically scream at him, I was equally as pissed that my brothers got favoured.

"Gianna, I just worry what would happen if someone were to find out about your existence. Making foolish mistakes like that could cost you your life one day." As if he actually cared for me, I know it's an act.

"I appreciate the concern Padre, but I can take care of myself, might I remind you. I'm not the most wanted person in Italy for no reason." I say laughing, so many people want me dead for messing with them, but no one even knows my name.

Marcello made sure I didn't exist anywhere. No one could find anything on me even if they tried for years. I simply didn't exist anywhere.

"Now as fun as this little chat was. I'm going to go take a shower and eat something."

With that I walked out of the cell, not before giving my father a hard punch in the shoulder making sure it would leave a mark.

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N I C H O L A S

This was the second time in the past month that someone tried to attack one of my brothers. First it was Matteo, and last night it was Luca. Lucky for me I had no brothers left to attack and no sisters for people to target, if so I would have an even bigger headache.

You would think once my brothers got over the age of 18 I wouldn't have to babysit them anymore. Matteo is 21 and Luca is 19 they are expected to take care of themselves. However I thought wrong apparently.

Of course being in the biggest mafia in Italy didn't help matters and having someone to look out for you was almost always needed. But I shouldn't have to send 20 plus guards to look after my brothers when they decided to go and get drunk.

The worst parts of the attacks was no one could give me a fucking answer as to who the girl was. It was like she'd show up and try to kill my brothers then completely disappear off the goddamn planet.

My men were wearing thin on my patience. It was like this girl didn't even exist, there were no medical records, school records, nothing. The worst part was she was hot as absolute fuck which made this even more of a headache.

She looked to be around 22, long brown hair with matching eye colour, and her body, it was like she was sculpted by the gods. If this was a different situation I wouldn't waste a moment getting to know this goddess, plus the fact that she was some sort of assassin made her even hotter in my eyes.

Unfortunately she was the enemy and I wouldn't dare fuck the enemy. That goes against everything I stand for as the boss.

"Hey yo Nicholas, are you done thinking? We might have a problem." Said Matteo barging in my office and thoughts about the mysterious girl.
"What is it Matteo can't you see I'm busy?"
"Someone needs to get laid." He stated bluntly, which was a bad move even though he was my brother I wouldn't think twice about beating his ass.

It never helps that he gets enjoyment pissing me off.

"Anyways we can't find a trace of that girl anywhere. We've contacted all our allies in hopes for some sort of lead but they all came up with nothing. It's like this girl just showed up from nowhere." He said, throwing himself on to my couch.
"Great another problem to fix. Have any of the Berlusconi men made any moves lately?"

"No. And if they did we would catch it right away it's extremely easy to get into their system. Trust me boss, they are not behind this girl."
"Fine, get back to work then. We need to come with a plan to draw this girl out."

Whoever this girl is, I wanted her badly, maybe too badly. I just hope I don't have to kill her. It would be a shame to get rid of such beauty.