A Runway model and the American-Italian mafia boss
Alex D'Cruz has a rough past life that remains dead to her. On a way to forget everything and move on to a different part of Italy. She is independent and focused on herself a sa rising runway model...
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~ Alex D'Cruz ~
I should have known Shadow and Giovanni had something to do with Mariana's death. I can't even tell anyone without evidence because I did throw the folders back at Giovanni and who knows what he is going to do with that evidence. Probably hide it really well away from me.
This is what I get for being fucking curious, but I needed to know what really happened to my best friend. I can't even tell the others. Plus I found out Giovanni's second job. A fucking mafia boss I thought those were only in movies, but one was directly in front of me.
Watching me
Stalking me
Kameron must have gotten involved with Giovanni because there is no way he knew about me or of me. I know Kameron never talked about me to other men and I know for a fact he wouldn't talk about me to his dealer. I am so glad I leave for New York in a couple of days and I don't plan on telling Giovanni. He can find out the day of.
I wish someone told me what the hell was going on, but from what I can tell everyone in his family business is loyal to him and one another and I completely understand that. The Gambino family had treated me like family also for the time I was here, so no I can't be mad at them, but one person I can be mad at is...
Giovanni Gambino.
My things were mostly packed. I am going to miss Italy, but it was time for me to move on to better things. If I want to become a worldwide model then I will have to meet many requirements and standards. Giovanni hasn't been at the house for the past two days or he has maybe at night time and leaves right back out in the morning.
I have been making some arrangments at the agency and getting many things together before I leave to New York. " Hey Alex, do you want to come with me?" Cora popped into my room. In the past weeks, Cora and I have become closer than ever. I can probably label her as my best friend she knows many things about me, but I don't open up about my past, so I didn't tell her that. Maybe I will tell her when I am ready to talk about it is like a huge wound opening up again if I talk about it again.
" Yeah, sure. Let me put on some shoes and I will meet you at the car," I told Cora and she nodded her head and left my room. I put on some shoes and fixed my hair a little bit and then met Cora in the car. " What plans do you have in mind?" I asked as I was snapping my seatbelt in. " Oh, nothing, I needed to get out of the house and you have been packing all day," Cora said and flashed a smile at me. " That's relevant," I stated.
" Do you want to go to the shops along the coast? I know they have some good stuff," Cora said driving through traffic. " It is nice outside and I do love some new scenery," I replied. For the next ten minutes, we pulled into a parking lot and walked to the shops which were in the shade along the sidewalks, but had a great view of the beach. " I wish I could be stationed here in Italy, but New York is a better opportunity for me and also I need to get away from here," I said looking at the homemade necklaces. " Honestly from the time I met you to now. I am proud of the process you have made," Cora said.
