Mafia Princess

Chapter Fifteen

New Story...I'm attempting a drabble. Rather, my version of drabble...a 1000 words or less per chapter. (Dear God, I'm afraid.) But excited, too. It'll force me to be more forward with my plotlines and yeah. Anyhow, none of this mine. I'm not, nor ever will be, Stephenie Meyer. I just like to play with her characters.

Chapter Fifteen

After the weapon delivery, Emmett was overjoyed with my loyalty to his crew and his family. I was enfolded into the mix of the del Cigno family. I was also paid handsomely, in cash. It went into my safe, located in my closet and bagged as evidence.

I worked closely with Emmett, instantly liking the guy. He didn't care for his position in the organization. In our conversations, he was the 'heir' to the del Cigno Syndicate. Charlie had a daughter, but he wanted more for her. She was enrolled at a liberal arts college, getting a degree in English Literature. The way Emmett spoke of his cousin, it was almost like a brother talking about his baby sister.

"Emmett is Charlie your dad?" I asked. I'd met John, the man who was supposedly Emmett's father.

"Yeah, he is. Uncle Charlie slept with my mom when my dad needed to step away from it all. Dad knows but Uncle Charlie pays him very, very well to keep quiet," Emmett said one day as we were working on inventory in the warehouse off the Puget Sound. "I'm the oldest and so, I'm going to inherit all of this when Charlie dies."

"Why not Charlie's daughter? What about her?"

"Bambina can't handle this. Neither could her mother. They enjoy the benefits of being mafia princesses, but the killing that goes along with it; it's too much, E," Emmett said frowning deeply. "Besides, Bambina is so fucking smart. Straight A's at school, without even trying."

"Bambina?" I asked, playing dumb.

"Baby," Emmett explained. "Bella's always been a baby. She's so sweet and innocent in some ways, but a pain in the ass in others. Right now, she's being the latter. She's pushing Uncle Charlie's buttons with her confinement."

"Confinement? Is she in jail?"

"No. She's pissed off at Charlie because there's something on the horizon with Aro Volturi," Emmett growled. "Aro is trying to overtake our territory. He's also threatening Bella, Charlie and our entire family. Bella is taking it the hardest. She's twenty-one years old and wants to go out, have a good time and be a college student. Uncle Charlie has her under constant surveillance and protection."

"Must be tough for her," I shrugged as I moved a box of ammunition.

"Yeah. One night, a couple of weeks ago, she alluded her 'captors' and went to Verdant. Have you ever been?"

"Once," I murmured.

"There are some fucking hotties there," Emmett said as he sat down.

"There are," I smiled as Little One's face flooded my memory. Shake it off, Cullen. She's not important. Focus on your job. Bring down this crime family, despite how much you like them. Yes, I liked Emmett. I admired Charlie, in a small way. He was very proud, loyal and true to his word. He reminded me of Carlisle except he carried on with illegal activities.

"Masen! Dude, that must have been some girl," Emmett bellowed, punching my arm. I gave him a sharp look. He just rolled his eyes. "Did you tap that ass?"

"No, Emmett. We only chatted as she ordered a drink from the bar," I shrugged. "She was gorgeous, though." I wiped my brow, displaying my ink on my forearm.

"Nice tat. What does it mean?" Emmett asked, pulling up my sleeve.

"It's my grandfather's crest. He was the one man who loved me," I said. I hated to lie to him. It really was the crest of Carlisle's family. When they adopted me, I became a Cullen. I was proud to be a Cullen. I showed it on my arm and in my actions. But, I needed to deflect. "Anyhow, back to your cousin, or should I say sister?"

"Fuck off, asshole," Emmett guffawed. "I may be the illegitimate bastard of Charlie del Cigno, but Bella bambina will always be my cousin, not my sister."

"You're fucking weird, Emmett," I said, chugging some water.

He gave me a smirk before continuing his story. "Anyhow, my cousin alluded Jacob and Seth, her two bodyguards and went to Verdant with her girlfriends. When she got home, Charlie was fucking pissed. He told her about LJ and that finally got her to see some sense." He checked his watch. "Shit! I've got to go. I'm meeting bambina at La Rustica. Can you finish this for me?"

"For a price," I grinned.

Emmett chuckled, tossing me a bag of weed. "Don't smoke it all at once. It's medical grade, Edward."

"Thanks, Em," I replied, pocketing my drugs. Another bag to add to my evidence safe. I may need a bigger one if this continues. I watched him jog up the aisle, clapping the shoulders of his guys. His Hummer roared to life and he was gone. I finished moving the boxes to the assigned pallets for delivery. At three, I was done and driving back to my apartment. Just as I was parking, my cell phone chirped and I saw a new text.

Cacciatore needs to meet with me and the rest of the crew. Meet at Twilight by ten. Arm yourself heavily – Charlie

On it, boss. See you tonight – Edward

"Time to prove myself," I murmured to myself.

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