The Mafia Princess Rises (Book one of the Mafia Queen series)

Chapter 2 - New York

Her outfit for the day⬆⬆⬆

Over the next few days, I packed all my things. I packed everything from my room because I didn't know how long I was going to be in america. I've only ever seen Americans as tourists here in Italy, and even then I didn't pay attention to them, so I don't know how they act. That means I don't know how to blend in. Oh well, I was never much to blend in anyway. After packing up my room, I had my car and bikes shipped to my garage below my penthouse in New York, where I'll be staying for my mission.

Her Penthouse in New York

Her new room

Her bikes

Her car

I chose my two favorite bikes, favorite motorcycle, and blacked out Audi R8 to go to New York. A few hours later, I walked downstairs to say goodbye to my family. Harper lives in the mansion because she's my best friend and has no living relatives. When I got to the bottom of the stairs, she was the first to give me a giant hug, making the knives I hid in
my jacket hug me even closer.
"I love you Harper, but I don't want to have my knives be pressed into me because of your tight ass hug."
"Right, sorry, I'm just gonna miss you so much! You're my bestfriend and you're like a sister to me, and I don't  know how long it's gonna be until I see you again!" She exclaimed.
"You know there is such a thing as face time right?" I asked amused.
"Yeah I know but it's not the fucking same!" She whined. I gave her a hug back and let go gently to say good bye to the rest of my family. Antony gave me a hug and kissed my forehead.
"So help me God, if any guy tries to lay hands on you princessa, I will personally fly over there and slit his throat myself," Antony promised me. I laughed and reassured him that he wouldn't need to because they would already be dead, and I reminded him that I was going there for a mission, not romance.
(AN: little does she know who shes about to meet hehehe)
My mother and father gave me hugs and kissed my cheeks, saying they would miss me. I waved to everyone and walked out the door and across the yard to our private jet.
I got on and sat down glancing out the small window at my home as the jet took off, wondering how long it would be until I came back, and what I will have gone through. But for now, New York.
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Hours later, the jet finally landed. I'll be honest, I slept pretty much the whole time though, so it only felt like an hour flight. From the airport, I got a taxi to a coffee shop down the road from my penthouse. I had searched up the coffee place on the last part of my flight.
I arrived there 45 minutes later. I paid the cabby and got out of the car. I then walked into the coffee shop and ordered a white chocolate mocha frappuccino. After I had my coffee I walked down the busy street of New York to my penthouse. As I went  up to my bedroom, I looked out the window and down at the busy city. Sipping my coffee, I smirking thinking about how much damage I was going to do at school, and what I was going to learn about the mafia. Look out New York, THE Italian mob princess has brought you hell.

OK so this chapter is for sure longer, and I'm getting more comfortable with the story, so it should keep getting better from here on out😅, thanks for reading 💋💋