Isabella's POV
Why'd it have to be my brothers?
Why'd I have to be one their wanted list?
Why them??
Why me??
WHY??
"What?...their your brothers?" Noah asked still shocked from the information.
"Sadly yes"
"And you....what are you going to do?"
"They killed Maria..."
"Are you serious?!"
"I...I need some time to think" I said standing up and heading outside.
"Isabella!"
I head to the backyard when I heard that voice wo saved me from everything I went through.
Craig.
"Craig!!"
I ran jumping in his embrace. My first father figure.
"How have you been? Was it rough out there?" I asked caressing my hair.
"It's all good!"
"That's good. I'm sure you heard of what happened " he said putting me down.
"Yeah, but don't worry, I'm already on it and I'll fix everything!" I beamed brightly.
"Good girl" he said ruffling my hair.
I walk to the backyard taking out my phone I haven't used in the past one week.
Missed calls from everyone in the family. More like Mafia.
Even from Ann, Aaron, Ashford and even Nonno.
How'd he get my number?
Voice notes from Luca.
"Hey Isabella, I'm so sorry. I didn't know that I was dating such a kind of person. I was blinded by my love for her, I told her everything about us and you. I spilled what I shouldn't have. I understand if you don't want to talk to me but please come back home. Nonna even came today, she found out about everything. I'm sorry, everyone is hating me, I can't bear it, please come back."
"Just a few days of hate and you're already weak, pathetic" I spat at the voice note.
"I'll make your life hell"
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2 months later
Everything went smoothly. The shipments the French stole, we've retrieved them back. It's December. The time for everyone to get together and bond as a family.
I'm up here working my ass off.
"Hey.." Arlo came in, dropping coffee on the table.
Because of Craig, I decided to create small talks with the boys, but nothing else.
"Thank you" I said going back to work.
"Wanna do something fun?" He peered.
"I'm busy."
"C'mon, you've been working all month. At least some kind of fun won't hurt"
"Too busy for fun," I denied.
"Isa, I know we've hurt you, but you see us trying to change, you're not even giving us a chance!"
"I'm giving you what you asked for"
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Our Little Devil Girl
Teen FictionHeyy I'm back with a new mafia story but this time it's gonna be different. ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Isabella has been abused, sold to men and raped for as long as she can remember. She is no more the bubble girl now she is hurt broken,used and ca...
