The mafia leader loves me

Chapter 3 Silenzo Miele!

George cloony is Dominic

I slip on the slutty outfit, and I can already feel sweat forming on my forehead.

I feel so naked!

I just want to jump in this bed, and wrap the blankets around my body.

I breath through my nose and start walking out the door.

I walk into a huge room, that has a giant spiral staircase at the side, golden looking walls, a huge diamond chandelier, a long mahogany table, with 12 seats on both sides.

The table occupied four men.

One of course is Marcello, two are the men I saw in the room, and the last one is a guy who looks to be around my age....and is kinda cute.

Stop it Anne Marie!

I gulp as their eyes are fixated on me.

Marcello uses his index finger to motion me to come their way.

I nervously walk over, and wipe my sweaty palms on my socks.

I stand in front of them, and I can feel my heart beating right out of my chest as they scan my body, analyzing every curve.

I take in a sharp breath as Marcello puts his large and cold hand on the side of my leg.

Almost tracing it.

He takes me by my waist and pulls me down on his lap.

I shift around uncomfortably on his knee.

The grandpa (50 year old dude) says,"Is this Her?"

As he rubs his chin.

Marcello nods and smirks.

He says,"Yup this is the bellissimo principessa."

The men's eyes fill with amusement at his words and I set my head down, picking at my nails.

I say softy,"Wh-Why am I her-here?"

Marcello sets his hand on my thigh and squeezes it, almost as if he's saying,"Shut up."

The men glare at me and grandpa says,"That is for us to know and for you to never find out."

I feel a surge of anger and confidence in my veins as I raise my head up and say angrily,"What do you mean?! I deserve to know! I mean, c'mon grandpa, you dress me like a slut, and won't even tell me why I'm here?! That's bull-"

Marcello cuts me off and says,"Silenzio Miele!"

I gulp and put my head down as I see Marcello's eyes darken.

Grandpa scowls and says,"Marcello, are you going to let, this, this cagna speak to me like this?!"

Marcello growls as he says,"Cagna."

What does that mean?

(Cagna=bitch)

Marcello says through gritted teeth,"You're right, Dominic, I'll go punish her."

He hastily grabs my hand pulling me along with him.

He pulls us into a room and he throws me on the bed like a rag doll.

He sits next to me and runs a hand through his hair.

He says,"Ah Gattino, you shouldn't have done that. 'Grandpa' is actually the mob boss!! And now you're probably on his bad side and he'll probably even consider trafficking you! Don't you realize what you've done?!"

I feel my tears brim my eyes, but I blink them away.

He scoots closer to me and wipes away my tears.

He leans on my shoulder and whispers,"Oh Miele."

I sigh and say,"When you-you s-said punish, w-were you ser-serious?"

He chuckles and says,"Heh no."

I smile and he says,"By the way your boobs look fantastico!"

I blush Crimson and cover up my chest with my arms.

"Can I ask you a question?"

I ask Marcello.

He leans back and says,"Depends on what the question is my bambina."

I take in a deep breath and say,"Have you and your mob people, been watching me?"

He stares at me with his beautiful brown/green eyes.

Almost as if he's pondering whether or not to tell me.

He breathes in through his nose and says,"Well....only I have. The rest were...well I can't tell you that part or else I'll have to kill you, but yes I watched you."

My cheeks heat up and I say,"H-how? What? When? F-for how lo-long? Ev-Even in,"

I whisper,"The bathroom?"

He chuckles and ruffles my hair.

He says,"Oh my little bambina is so adorable, come, we must go back."

I nod and he whispers,"Pretend I slapped you ok?"

I nod and we walk out.

I hold my cheek as if it was hurting.

Grandpa smirks at me and teen boy looks at me with sad eyes.

He quickly mouths,"Im sorry!"

I mouth,"It's fine."

I sit beside Marcello and Grandpa says,"Niccolò, is planning an attack on Bagnasco Family, we need to go to a safe house."

(Bagnasco Family is the name of their mob....don't judge I couldn't think of anything else!)

I. Am. Associated. With. The. Mob.

F****** wonderful.

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Marcello's pov

I take Anne Marie's hand and say,"Go wait in my room, it's the third door on your right, I'll go and get you when we are done speaking, ok Bambina?"

She nods her head and turns to walk to my room.

Man am I glad we made her wear that.

Well not really since Dominic wanted to see her body and see if she'd be good enough for well you know....trafficking.

I tug the ends of my hair and say,"Ok which safe house? The one back in Italy? Or in-"

Dominic cut me off and says,"Italy of course."

We nod and Vincent says,"What about Anne Marie."

I say,"Quiet Ragazzino, the adults are speaking."

(Ragazzino= little boy)

He scowls at me and gets up.

He poins his finger at me and says,"Im not a Ragazzino!"

He leaves the room, and I roll my eyes.

I turn to Dominic and say,"So we are going back home, to Italy?"