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bonnie | ghost

female reader/pronouns. Reader is a mobster. Won't be using Google translate in case of mistakes, so words in italics (other than her file) are spoken by the characters in Italian or any other language.
tw: violence
DISCLAIMER IDK SHIT ABOUT THE MOB GUYS THIS WAS JUST MI BRAIN DUMP SO JUST ROLL W IT PLEASE OKY THANKS

Ghost
We were tasked to go after one of if not the most powerful person in organized crime.

Y/n Rossi, most notorious mob queen.

"Daughter of Mattia Rossi?" Alejandro mutters to himself, yet it sends the whole room shivering.

"Si." Price says, "We go in two days." standing back allowing us to take a better look at her file.

Name: Rossi, Y/n
DOB: 24 February 1997, Milan, Italy
Nicknames: Conny Bonnie, Bloody Pearl, Cadaver
Family Background: Unmarried, associated/engaged to Lucky Doto before his death,
Mother: Clara Galen Rossi (deceased)
Father: Mattia Dona Rossi (deceased)
Brother(s): Bianchi Rossi, Nicolai Rossi, Vincenzo 'Slice' Rossi, Arlon Rossi (deceased)
Criminal Associates: John 'Butcher' Maren, Zander and Milano Ricci, Valentino Crave, Lucky Doto, Giuseppe Citron
Description: Y/n Ludovico Rossi is notorious for the mass murder of the 'Vietato' crime family, completely wiping them out. Also responsible for the murder of mob boss Lucky Doto after the killing of her brother. Is the youngest mob boss and only female mob boss in Italy. Nickname 'Bloody Pearl' after killing her fiance.

"Jesus fucking christ." Soap says. "Killed the whole family?" he says, looking over at Price.

"In 2 days." the whole room looks taken aback.

"Weren't all their locations unknown for atleast a year? She would need help with this, no?" Alejandro questions.

"She knew 'em for half a year. Tracked 'em all down when they were all on vacation." Price says, shaking his head slightly. "It was fuckin' brutal. There's pictures in the back of the file, but I warn you, it ain't pretty. Even for soldiers like you." Price nods to the file.

Alejandro opens the file to reveal a number of photographs taken of all 15 crime scenes.

"Bloody Hell." I mutter. Price was right, it was fucking brutal. She'd lined their heads around their family manor to face the main entrance. The Father's, Christopher's was set on the stairs. One of the brothers on the railing, the other three, lined at the very front of the entrance, and about 12 more heads.

She'd left their bodies where they were but took their heads with her. The pictures of the bodies carelessly scattered around sends shivers throughout the whole room.

"Literally." Soap says. "Fucking hell I tell you" he eyes are wide open as he tries to suppress his shock.

"And we have to go after, her?" Gaz says. "You sure we all come out alive?" he says looking over at Price, with the fear of death in mind, everyone turns to Price who is still looking down at the ground below him.

He takes a moment, what seems like hours but was merely seconds, the room stays dead silent before he sighs and looks up.

"No promises." he says, the room stilling. "There's no guarantee. Ludovico shows little to no mercy. We ain't sending rookies. Too risky. We need to be careful, which I'm sure we've established. She's sly, when you see her it's a matter of life and death. If she sees you, hope you're breathing enough to see the next sunrise. Dismissed." He leaves first, leaving us to look amongst ourselves.

The room shares glances before they make way for me when I move to the table. I pick her file up, staring at the picture on the top right corner. I feel them gathering around me.