Marino's Heir

Chapter 7

"You'll Travel to Italy." My father said lighting his cigarette. "What?!!!" I asked unable to believe what he just said. I don't know is it because I love Italy and can't believe that I'll go there, or because I don't want to leave my Freind and this place. "You heard me, child." He said smoking his cigarette. "Yeah I did. But why are you saying this? Why Am I traveling?" I asked. "Oh don't worry. Enzo, Natasha, Ryder, Jason, Sofia and Aurelia will be there too. You'll get to meet the others." I stopped at a specific name. Did I hear that right?

 "Did you say Aurelia?" I asked confused. "Oh, I forgot to tell you, Aurelia is your cousin as well as Natasha. And you'll get to meet the others in the training too." He said it as if it's something usual. He didn't even hesitate or look at me, he said that she's my cousin in a very calm way. He has no emotion.

But now I get it! Now I know why she was so shocked when Natasha said my name. I smiled, I'm the boss's daughter, she'll have to respect me, especially that I don't know what he does to those who disobey him, but he seemed dangerous, a tough boss.
"SO, you should pack your stuff right now, because you won't have any time to." He said in a high tone getting my attention back to him. I won't have any time. I suddenly remembered Delilah. I need to meet her and tell her everything. "But first I want to meet my friend." I said with a straight face, he looked at me silently for a second. "Please..." I said in a low voice looking sad. "Fine." He said and I clapped hands happily like a young kid. "But....She'll come for dinner; I want to meet her." He said smirking his mood changing into something else. I raised an eyebrow confused of the sudden change. "Uhhh Okay....yeah but can I go meet her, now?" He nodded yes. "But Enzo is coming with you, you won't feel his presence there, just to watch over you." I stayed silent for a minute, just looking at him with no emotion. He moved his finger to the door, telling me to go. I stood up and turned around. "You know...I'm not a child so you could let anyone Watch Over Me." I said and opened the door. "STOP!" He said stopping me with his voice. I turned to him.
He opened the drawer and took a small box out of it. He smashed his hands on the table while looking at me suddenly making me jump. He opened the box and I got worried, I gulped wondering what's inside it. The way he moved slowly, looking at me with wide scary eyes can make anyone shiver full of horror. "What do you think is in here?" He asked pointing at the box. I was nervous I didn't know what to say, a moment of silence passed by, and I didn't realize he was waiting for an answer. "Shame. My daughter...I'm waiting. Are you smart and going to answer me or are you just a normal dumb girl?" He said in a different accent. I know I shouldn't think about it right now but it seemed like no one I've met in this house that didn't have an accent, they speak English but they seem Spanish or I don't know. "Answer Me!" He shouted, startling me out of my thoughts. "Oh uh I uhh...I i I don't know or - -

With a fast move, a sharp pain scratched the side of my face making me stop and close my eyes at the sight of something flying towards me.
I opened my eyes and looked behind me, a small knife was through the door, right beside me. A tear fell down from my eyes, when I touched the wound that was caused by my father on my face, the strong pain made me want to scream but I wasn't sure if that's what I'm supposed to do.
I looked at him my hand on my cheek. "Why did you do this? It hurts!" I said with low voice because of the pain.
He took out a glass with some ice in it and poured wine then drank a sip walking back to me. I took a step back every time he came closer. "Don't you want to see your cut?" He said directing his head to a mirror. I looked at him for a second doubting him. I removed my hand and walked slowly to the mirror. He stood beside me looking at me through the mirror. He leaned closer to the cut and whispered..."Lesson number 1. Never talk back to me." He said while taking the ice cube out, putting the glass of wine on the table. In a second, he put the ice on my wound causing me to scream in pain. I tried to stop him, but he held my hand with his other hand and pushed me to the door. "Aah aha...please please it hurts please stop I'm sorry." I said begging him while crying from the strong pain because of how cold the ice was.
He left me but before I could do anything, he held the glass of wine and threw it on my face. "Aaaaaaahhhh...." I screamed holding my wound with the fabric of my jacket falling slowly on my knees.
He pushed my arm and held my neck with one hand, pushing me again up, slamming me to the door. "Lesson number 2. My daughter never cries or screams because of pain!!" He shouted angrily and giving me the most scary look I've ever seen in my whole life. "Do you understand!!! And every single day you live here, you will learn each lesson and if you disobey me....." He stopped and came to my ear. "I'll Burn You Alive." Fear flooded in my body faster than ever. My heart beat fastened and my eyes were wide full of fear. If I'm his daughter than why would he do that. He seems very serious not the type who jokes around.
His grip around my neck squeezed tightly for a minute then left me. I fell to the ground breathing in more air. I saw him walking to his office again, sitting down. "Enzo." He said in a calm tone. And in a second Enzo opened the door and got in from behind me slowly. "Yes boss." Enzo said focusing on him as if I wasn't here. "Mafia life isn't easy. Is it?" Father asked looking at me then to Enzo. "No sir." Enzo said. Father nodded then lit a cigarette. "Call the doctor, let him clean her wound. Take her. You have two weeks, two weeks till I see a different girl infront of me. That's not my daughter. You need improvements. Leave." He said pointing at me but looking at Enzo. Then turned his chair around and Enzo held my arm, helping me up, and taking me outside.