Little Dark Secrets

Prologue

Vincent just looked at her. His hand gripping the phone tightly as he stared at her through the prison glass.

"Dad, please say something." Jo shifted uncomfortably. Her father's eyes were something that always scared her. They were too blue like they were piercing your soul. That's what her mom always said.

Vincent's jaw was tight as he said not a word but looked at his daughter in pure rage. "Jolene Marie Madden do you understand how f*cking angry I am right now?" Jolene gulped nervously at the calmness in his voice.

"I didn't mean for it to happen!" She cried desperately. Vincent hit the wall next to him with so much impact, pieces of the ceiling fell down and his fist went through.

"I GAVE YOU TWO INSTRUCTIONS JO! STAY THE F*CK OUT OF THE MOB BUSINESS AND STAY THE F*CK AWAY FROM THE ITALIANS!" He roared. Jolene flinched and wiped a few rogue tears.

"Papa I'm sorry!" She sobbed. Vincent ran a hand down his face. He said a prayer to himself asking God and Iris to give him strength not to scream at her anymore. Because he was three seconds away from blowing the entire prison into flames.

"Please leave Jo I don't want to talk to you when I'm feeling like this." He said with his face still behind his hand.

"Please Papa I need you I'm really scared. I'm not ready." She whimpered desperately. Vincent laughed humorlessly.

"Well you better get ready because by the looks of it times almost up." With that he got up and walked to the guard to handcuff him before he broke out of this prison and killed that Italian b*stard.

Jolene sat in the chair with her head in her hands and cried. Her uncle James came and hugged her as she cried. She knew he would be mad but she didn't think he would be that mad.

She was supposed to be the fire, not the one who got burned.

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'Where is this guy' Jolene thought to herself. She was supposed to be seducing the man with the tattoo on his arm. Not playing hide and go seek with him.

She fixed her cleavage, pulled her dress higher and fluffed her hair. Making sure her weapons were secured in her garter. This job better be worth it.

They called him Don. But Jolene didn't give a sh*t she wanted Don gone so she could secure the bag.

She saw a glimpse of a tattooed arm in the darkness and decided to take initiative. She flaunted herself seductively in front of the table of men. They were so easy.

She watched the man with the tattoos placing his chin on his fist as, she assumed, he watched her. She looked in his direction and gave the most pathetic fake giggle.

She wanted to gag while she acted like an ditz. She couldn't see his face clearly but he leaned back and watched her for a little longer. She opened her mouth to say something to get him alone but he acted quicker.

He whispered something in the guards ears before leaving. The guard walked up to her with a grin. "Room 507. Boss is waiting for you."

'Boss will be dead in approximately 20 minutes.' Jolene laughed to herself.

She hesitantly walked in to the room seeing the man sit back on a leather sofa. "Turn on the lights I want to see you." His deep voice echoed. Jolene noticed his thick Italian accent.

This was definitely the guy she was supposed to kill.

She stripped out of her dress leaving her in enticing lingerie so when the lights were on he wouldn't be able to resist. Then she would get him right in the neck.

"Yes sir." She fake giggled. God she hated playing a floozy but it worked like a charm.

When Jo snapped the lights she and the man froze on the spot. Those eyes. Those light, light brown eyes.

She inhaled sharply taking a step back. There he was in all his glory. The man Jolene wanted dead.

Gianni Giordano.

His features softened as he tried to approach her. "Coniglietto is that you?" He whispered.

Jolene didn't answer she just reached for the knife in her garter and flung it his way.

Aiming for the neck.