Mafia's Obsession

~4~

The sight was beautiful. Alessandro took Rosa to an Italian restaurant that was owned by his mother and was soon passed down to him. It was an outdoor restaurant. The decor was beautiful. White lights danced around them, hanging from black light poles. The inside of the restaurant was large. Beige walls were plastered with pictures of the Bianchi family, a chandelier high in the middle of the restaurant, white lights all around the restaurant.

Rosa just stared in awestruck beauty. "Woah.." Alessandro smiled at her.

"Do you like what you see, mi amor?" She turned to him and smiled softly. "Alessandro..it's beautiful." He chuckled softly.

"This used to be my mothers restaurant before it was passed on down to me." Alessandro led Rosa to a table near the middle of the dance floor. "A..dance floor?" Rosa turned to Alessandro as he just smiled at her. "My mother was a very creative woman. I think she would've loved you Rosa." Alessandro pulled out the chair for Rosa as she sat down. He sat next to her and they began talking to one another.

Rosa Romano

"Alessandro, where is your mother?" Alessandro stared at me for a moment before changing the subject. "How do you like working at the club, mi amor?" Changing the subject I see. I guess this topic about his mother is sensitive or something. He didn't act like that when he was telling me that she used to own this.

"Mi amor? I asked a question." I turned back to him. "Sorry. I like it there." Rolling my eyes, making sure he didn't see. Oh but you want me to answer your questions and not mine. How fucking rude is that? "Alessandro, excuse me while I go use the restroom." He stood up as well. "Let me come with you." I shook my head. "No it's fine." I excused myself and headed up the stairs to the restroom. And an upstairs, she must've invested a lot! Opening the door, I admired the restrooms. I looked around. White couches pressed against the walls. As I walked further down, mirrors were on both sides of me. I turned to fix my makeup.

I looked down and saw a note on the sink. I looked around and picked it up and read it.

"I hope you are enjoying your time with my son Miss Rosa Romano. I've been watching you for some time now. Your father made such a lovely girl. Try not to overthink so much about this little note. Show my son all you want, he can't save you or protect you forever, so try not to rely on him so much."
- Yours Truly, Enzo Bianchi

I stared at the note carefully before putting it into my bag. "I hope the necklace caught all of that." I exited the restroom and headed back down to see Alessandro talking to someone. It was a women. She had long, jet black hair. She wore a dark green dress, similar to mine. She was beautiful. I felt a little bit of jealously rise in me but shrugged it off. "I need to get out of here and show this letter to my mother."

Waiting for the right moment, I made my way to the exit. From the corner of my eye, I could see the women looking at me, whispering something to Alessandro and seeing him turn around to lock eyes with me. Shit, just my luck of him spotting me.

Trying my best to go through the crowd, I bumped into someone on accident. The person turned around and it was Antonio. He smiled softly, leaning down to my height, grabbed my hand, kissing it. "What are you doing here beautiful? Did my idiota brother leave to go with another woman? I'm sorry he tends to do that a lot." I stared at him as he just smiled at me. His grip on my wrist tightened, causing me to wince slightly.

"A-Antonio, let go." He chuckled softly and looked up to see his brother walking after me, fast, his eyes locking on to his brother.

"He's coming," he sang in a creepy voice, but deeply.

I growled and stepped on his foot hard, causing him to let go of me as I took the opportunity to make my leave out of here.

The exit!