The Mafia King

Chapter 33

I apologise in advance for any wrong Spanish words when her grandma is speaking lol, I only speak English and I'm using google translate which is always 100% wrong so don't judge me
Love, Charlie x

Song for this chapter:

The Feeling by Justin Bieber

Rosalinda's POV

"Rosalinda, I thought you wanted to go into philosophy and ethics?" my grandmother asks me as I stand in the hallway of our small house tying my hair into a ponytail for work.

"I was, but then while I was on holiday I saw some amazing internships and courses for journalism!" I explain to my grandmother who sighs slightly resting her chin my shoulder rubbing my arm slightly.

"What's with the drastic change, huh bellísimo?" my grandmother asks me her Spanish roots coming out.

"I just felt like doing something..different, to this" I sigh turning around to face her motioning to my tight black top with the logo of the diner I waitressed at. 

I always hated this uniform, you could say its the same as hooters our cleavage hanging out everywhere. I always managed to give myself a classy touch by wearing a tight black pencil skirt skating below my thigh.

"Cariño, whether or not you're a lawyer, pihlosopher or a journalist you're a smart beautiful girl who me and your grandfather will always love" grandma tells me smiling at my lovingly before pushing a piece of stray hair behind my ear.

"I love you nana" I use my nickname for her that I used as a kid before placing a kiss on her cheek, I pull on my black Chelsea boots with a small heel to give me some height while working.

"I wish you'd tell me what happened in Vegas though, you're not good at hiding things mi amor" my grandma raises her eyebrow at me handing me my black bomber jacket from the hook.

"There's some things that a Grandma isn't supposed to know" I tease her shrugging on my coat before placing another kiss on her cheek. "I'll be back late, so don't wait up" I find my way out of the door swinging my car keys round my finger.

"Would you like regular fries or sweet potato fries with that?" I ask a boy who looks about fifteen with his group of friends. They are all sat in their booth smirking at me and giggling to themselves as I hold my pad and paper in my hands trying not to scream at the little brats.

"Sorry, what was that? I was distracted by your beauty.." the boy replies to me and his group of friends burst out into hysterics punching each other on the shoulders a wave of 'oo's escaping their lips.

"Mmm, yeah, okay" I mutter to myself closing my pad, placing it into my apron secured round my waist before pointing my pen at the boy. "I'm assuming that you'll take regular fries with that, you won't only be distracted by my beauty but you'll be distracted by my fist in your face, now can I get you anything else before I leave?" I state to him before placing my pen into my apron too, the boys stare at me wide eyed before shaking their heads at me. I send them a sweet smile before walking back over to the bar and kitchen.

"You slated them back into their place Rose" Riley laughs at me while pouring a thick milkshake for the guy stood in front of her.

"Well, I'm sick of guys being fucking cocks all their lives, someone's got to put them in their place" I smirk at her throwing a dish cloth over my shoulder to go and clear some tables.

"Yo, Rose, can you take these trash bags out for me quick?" Louis my boss asks me poking his head round the kitchen door holding a spatula r in his hand.