Mafia Kings Kitten

Not a threat a promise

**~~**ISABELLA'S POV**~~**

"This is the room you'll be staying in!" Marco says as he turns around and faces me with a smirk before walking off. I open the door and Lucio's cologne hits my nose.

"Marcoooooooo." I shout. I hear him laugh. Shitting hell. I place my bags down before exiting the room. I head downstairs to the kitchen where everyone is. Marco chuckles as i glare at him.

"What's wrong darling?? Don't like the room?" He says with a smirk. I see Lucio smirk, the girl looks confused as she glares at me.

"Why?" Is the only thing i can ask.

"Thought you might like some company." He says with an evil chuckle. My dad laughs.

"What is going on?" The girl asks. I roll my eyes as i sit down at the table.

"None of your fucking business. Keep out of it." I say to her. She glares at me even more.

"It is my business this is also m-" i cut her off.

"I don't give a shit. This isn't between you and me. This conversation is between me and these knuckle heads at the table." I grit out. Her jaw drops.

"Heyy." Diego whines. I roll my eyes.

"Which brings me to you." I say as i turn my gaze to a smirking Lucio. "No touching." I say. Everyone chuckles but the girl.

"No promises." He says with a smirk. I groan which makes him chuckle.

"Best place you'll ever be." He says before biting his lip to stop his laughter.

"What are you talking about?" The girl says with slight anger.

"None of your business." Me and Lucio say in sinc as we turn our deathly glares to her. Marco, my dad and Diego laugh at that. Her eyes go wide and she shifts uncomfortably. I roll my eyes before eating my food. We talk, joke and laugh apart from the girl. She constantly glares at me.

"Alright, will you stop glaring at me. It is pathetic. I know you hate me. Hell i hate you too. But this is just stupid now." I say to her as i slam my fork on the table making her jump.

"I'd watch your mouth. I can kick your ass." She grits out. I blink at her before laughing.

"You keep telling yourself that. No matter what you do, you'll never be able to beat me.." i shrug out.

"I have been training since i was 11." She says with a smirk.

"Mmm. I have been training since i was 5." I say. Mentally cursing myself for showing sadness as i spoke. I clench my jaw at the horrid memories, i close my eyes for a second till i hear her laugh.

"Yeah right. No one trains that young." She says through laughter. I fist my hands on the table as i grit my teeth.

"You don't fucking know me. You don't know what i have been through. Hell you try being in a cell since you was a baby, someone who had been in the cell taking care of you.. getting brutally beaten til you managed to fight back on your own. Getting stabbed, shot, tortured till you became a fucking weapon. Till you became the biggest monster known on this earth. Don't you dare try to tell me 'no one trains that young.' Because you are wrong. I was forced to train. If you don't shut your mouth. I don't give two fuck who you are, i'll slice you up into tiny pieces and send you to your father. That bastard fears me anyway. Aye, i know who you are. NO ONE CAN HIDE FROM ME. Not even a skank like you." I shout at her making her shake in fear as she stares into my fire burning gaze, my breathing becomes heavier. I clench my jaw.

"Fuck." I grit out. As i slam my hands on the table before standing up, shaking in anger as i keep my gaze on her.

"Stay the fuck away from me Vanessa, Or so help you not even Lucifer will beable to save you from me. I wear tear you apart limb from limb mark my words. It is not a threat. It is a promise." I say in a dangerous tone making her shrink back into her seat before i storm out of the kitchen and out of the house slamming the door shut behind me.