ℳ𝒾 ℬℯ𝓁𝓁𝒶||Vincenzo x Oc

𝒫𝓇ℴ𝓁ℴ𝑔𝓊ℯ

"Careful, Isabella!", a girl calls out with an Italian accent, sitting on a jet boat near her dear friend. "Don't fool around. Ji-Hye!"

"Put an air jacket on, come on!", another friend of her demands with worries for the young woman to might drown.

But she doesn't listen, she never does.. "Stop whining, I won't drown!", she simply replies, laughing like a child.

Now they are sure, they are talking to Isabella right now..

"Ji-hye, we are serious! That's not funny."

Isabella, Ji-hye, Contessa-... this young woman has so many names and usually it doesn't matter with which you refer to her. There are lots of people with a second name or people from east-Asia who give themselves an English/European name. But it's a bit different in this case...

There are moments or so called phases when the young woman behaves different.. Not referring to some sort of mood swings, no. It's like she's switching between personalities. Her friends came to the idea, that she suffers under dissociative identity disorder.

First, it was a mere a joke between her friends but the more they made jokes, the more it felt like the truth.

Ji-Hye: a pretty normal woman for her age.
Isabella: a childish pain in the ass that got way too spoiled by Papa.
And there's Contessa—you don't wanna mess with her..

But their suspicion was and will never be confirmed if it's true or not. After all, no one dares to recommend her visit a psychiatrist. No one would dare to tell Papa that his little Principessa might be insane..

Suddenly, her friend's phone Camilla rings up, making her forget about silly Bella. "Don Fabio Cassano died!" Scared and shocked at the same time, she catches the attention of all of her friends.

All grab their phone in disbelief and check their notifications curiously. "What?!"

Don Fabia Cassano is dead-... not a good sign. For some it would mean war...

"This can't be-...." Everyone's so shocked that they even forgot about Isabella who's trying not to be eaten by a bee alive.

Grabbing onto her paddle and squatting scared, Isabella gives some whining noises from her that not even god could understand. "Please leave-... Vai vai..."

Go go..

"What will happen now-...?", Camilla asks worried in the round. "Who will take over the clan?"

"Vincenzo, of course! Paolo è uno stronzo!"

Paolo is a jerk/asshole!

Behind their backs is still squatting Bella who suddenly had to sneeze. "Ai."

All turn around as they heard the splashing sound of the water. Isabella fell backwards, right into the water.

"Signorina!", a body guard gets alarmed immediately before jumping with 5 other men in suits into the water.

Miss!

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-2 days later

Ji-Hye's body is wrapped in a beautiful black dress as she's standing in front of a coffin.
She only met Don Fabio Cassano a few times when she used to be a child but the sight of his smile is still flashing in front of her eyes. His beautiful laugh as he joked around with her father.. She'd love to hear this laugh one last time and breath in the special cologne he wore when he came for a visit and brought her sweets.

He was one of the rare people who didn't look at her different for having the looks of a Korean-... looking like her mother... Other than his stupid son, Paolo, who looked disgusted as a child after meeting her and snorted "Another Chinese. Why are ugly people coming to our country?"

The young woman is still amused by the memory of Paolo getting beaten up by his father right after that.

"Contessa? Is that you?", the male voice of that Italian brat sounds up behind her, ripping her out of her memories. He already approached her and wants to give her a kiss on the cheek, right as she turns around. But one of her bodyguards appeared from a shady corner and blocks his path. "Well guarded, I see.."

"Paolo Cassano, my-... pleasure.", she greets him cold with a judgy gaze looking him up and down.

"It's been a while. Rumors were right. You're really a grown beauty.."

"A grown beauty in general or for a Chinese?"

A smirk hides his embarrassment as he scratches the side of his nose. "You hold on grudges, huh?"

"Farewell, Paolo." She doesn't honor him with a last gaze before walking past him, coldly that let's a shiver down his spine. The same coldness that watched him be beaten up by his father years ago as a child.

But something inside of him felt the need to push her bodyguard aside and run after her. "Contessa!", he calls after her as she moves outside to a black vehicle. "Contessa, wait!"

No turning back-... it's true-... Contessa holds onto grudges...

"Aspettate per favore!"

Please wait!

He would run after her-... wouldn't the sight of his adoptive brother come to his attention... Paolo watches how her fragile figure disappears into the car...

"Side font" = Italian translation