"Our Dangerous Connection" is a gripping book of power, rivalry, and forbidden love set in the treacherous underworld of mafia families. Katherine, a cunning and formidable woman in her twenties, finds herself entangled in a web of secrets and allia...
It's 6 in the morning. my body feels like i've been hit by a car 3 times.
My phone buzzes, i check to see who it is, papá? he never calls unless i fucked up. "goodmorning father" i say in a low tone, "katherine, be at my office by 6:30." he demands me firmly. "okay" i hang up and im already terrified. does he know about my scars? does he know about my panicattacks? does he know about my sexual assault? i dont fucking know but i have 20 minutes to get ready.
I get up from my bed and i go to the bathroom, I wash my face with my vanillia scent facewash & Brush my teeth.
I enter my huge walk in closet thats filled with designer clothes & shoes + bags for example : hermes, louis vuitton, prada, gucci, chanel, dior. But i choose a simple outfit. A white cropped tank top with long sleeves and grey joggers with my jordans. KATHERINES OUTFIT
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VISCONTIS OFFICE - 6:30
I knock on the door before entering, I open the door and my father looks mad, REALLY mad. "Have a seat Mia figlia" he points at the chair infront of him, honestly him calling me 'mia figlia' was scary but.. i've seen worse. "Sì, padre?" i ask him trying not to show how scared i am, i fidget with my gold necklace while i wait for him to talk. "Katherine, I know yesterday you came from a ball but, Next week its the Grand ball."
"Um.. Yeah and?" i reply looking at him but he's doing some paper work.
"This is the fucking Russian mafia. They host a Grand ball once a year. And im sure you havent forgetten what you did last year?" he looks up at me, and puts his pen down.
"c'mon. He fucking started it??" i stand up, tall, confident, brave.
"Katherine sit down." He looks at me calmly
"Papá sono passati fottutamente 6 anni. Ho cercato di ucciderlo per 6 anni, ho fallito ogni volta." I spoke slowly. Translation: Dad it's been fucking 6 years. I've been trying to kill him for 6 years, I've failed every time.
"Katherina, non mi importa se lo uccidi oggi o domani, ma non rovinare questa merda. Abbiamo lavorato con i russi per molto tempo. Quindi non rovinare tutto. Siamo la mafia più forte qui. La mafia spagnola ci ha preso di mira per molto tempo, lo so, ma non ci raggiungeranno." Translation: "Katherina, I don't care if you kill him today or tomorrow, but don't ruin this shit. We have been working with the Russians for a long time. So don't ruin everything. We are the strongest mafia here. The Spanish mafia has been targeting us for a long time, I know, but they won't reach us."
Before i could reply, Angelo randomly blasted inside papá's office, "Katherine we have a huge problem." I look him up and down, his fists clenched. "No, YOU have a problem, I have an dumbass who keeps getting into one." I said sarcastically but i realized father was still here.
