Sofia was a so called 'Mafia Princess'. Everybody knew her father Luca Bianchi and everyone knew what he was capable of. She lives in London with the hopes of not following in any path of the mafia and to live a normal life without people being scar...
The gunshot rang through my ears. A noise I had heard thousands of times but this one was unexpected. Sofia just stood there staring at Jason's lifeless body, I never thought she would shoot him. Luca walked over and slowly took the gun off of her, "It's going to be okay amore, we will get this sorted out." Sofia continued to stare not saying a word.
"Ivan you take her home, I'll send someone to get me and the others."
I did as Luca said and guided Sofia to my car. "Are you okay?" Still no reply. I could tell she was in shock but a little indication as to how she was feeling would be nice.
The drive home was silent, Sofia never looking away from the window. I walked her to her bedroom hoping that maybe once she is shut away from the world she would talk to me. She slid her heels off her feet and went to sit on the bed. "Look Sofia I know your in shock, killing the first..."
"He's not the first person I've killed."
WHAT! There was me thinking my fiancee was a placid calm women not capable to hurt a fly, turns out she is a murderer. "Do you want to talk about it?" I didn't want her to shut me off, you can't tell someone that and just go to sleep. "No I just want to sleep and forget about this night."
Just great.
I left Sofia, even though I wanted to know more she was in no state to push her on it.
"Ivan what the hell is going on, Luca just sent us home without saying a word." I didn't know whether to say anything to Rachael or not. "I'm sure Luca will tell you when he gets home." She didn't ask anymore, all the women went into the kitchen apart from my defiant sister.
"So are you going to tell me the truth then."
"No, your going to sit in there with the rest on them, it's bad enough I've got to babysit a load of women now." She mumbled something and walked off to the kitchen. I walk back to Sofia's bedroom to check if she had fallen asleep, I was surprised to see her door open when I got there. I could hear her talking to Rachael, " I can't believe I did mum, again after three years."
I didn't like to intrude on their privacy but I was going to be married to the women. I needed to know some of her life before me.
"Honey, you can't blame yourself for this. Timothy was self defence and Jason was just..."
"Jason just aggravated me, I wasn't defending myself only my feelings. I should have just let dad sort him out." I could hear the pain in Sofia's voice, she wasn't a killer, I knew that by how she trembled after she pulled the trigger but I have never heard about a Timothy before. My father couldn't have been involved in that one.
"Your father would have only shot him himself... so whether you did it or anyone else for that matter, Jason was a dead man."
"I know but if I..."
"No ifs or buts, you get some sleep everything will be better in the morning." I heard Rachael get up and walk towards the door, I ran back downstairs before she could see me spying on them.
"How is she now?" I needed to act cool so she wasn't supisous.
"She's settled and gone to sleep now I just hope she's better in the morning." I gave her a quick hug to reassure her and went to check on the others.
I made my way to the kitchen to find Luca and the others had returned.
"Is it dealt with?"
Each mafia group had there own place of disposal and with Luca's reputation, his would be huge. "Of course it is I'm not an amateur."
No, I know.
"How's Sofia?" Dom questioned.
"She's settled now, she'll be fine in the morning."
"Of course she'll be fine, she's just out of the loop when it comes to killing people." I watched as Luca walked over to the coffee machine, I couldn't work out what he meant by 'out of the loop'.
"You know Sofia was my best..." before Luca could elaborate Rachael walked in.
"I'm sure your daughter doesn't want you talking behind her back, she'll tell Ivan when she's ready." Luca looked at Rachael knowing not to continue what he was going to say, nobody said anything, I was the only one who didn't know what was going on.
"Well we better head home, I'm only a call away if you need anything Luca." My dad went over to Luca and shook his hand. "Are you coming Ivan?" I really wanted to stay for when Sofia wakes up but knowing Luca I may as well go home.
"You can stay if you want Ivan." Rachael to my rescue.
"Do you mind, I don't want to intrude."
"Don't be silly you're more than welcome." Rachael was such a welcoming person but when I looked at Luca's face I knew not to go near Sofia's room or I would be sleeping with Jason tonight.
I waved my parents goodbye and followed Rachael to one of the spare bedrooms. "I'll get you some of Dom's clothes for you to wear tomorrow, do you need anything else?"
"I'm fine thanks and thank you for letting me stay, I really appreciate it." Rachael came over and hugged me. "It's the least I could do for you, you've helped Sofia so much and I know she loves you and her seeing you in the morning might perk her up a little bit hopefully."
Yeah hopefully, then she might tell me what the hell is going on.
Sofia's POV
I woke up it the sound of chaos downstairs, it sounded like feeding time at the zoo, to be honest I think zoo animals make less noise.
"Looks like sleeping beauty is up, I hope you didn't go sleep walking Ivan." I looked at my clock, it was only 8am, what is he doing here so early. I got up and checked myself in the mirror, I looked like a scarecrow on crack.
Ivan can't see me like this.
I had a record fast shower hoping I would see him before he leaves. Next dilemma, what do I wear. I threw on some old sweat pants and a hoodie. I don't feel like getting to dressed up after last night.
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I made my way downstairs to find Ivan leaning against the banister.
"Good morning".
I peaked him on the lips as I got level with him.
"How are you feeling?"
This is going to be a question I'm asked all day, the only person I know who wouldn't is dad. "I'm fine but I'll be even better once I've eaten."
"Good because I'm taking you out for breakfast."
What?! I've only just woken up. "Is it really necessary?"
"Yeah, we need to talk about something." He grabbed my hand and pulled me in the direction of the front door.
