the mafias dancer

chapter 1

ila evans
working for the mafia was hard not going to lie, but i wasn't the one doing the killing or anything like that in fact i was very different to all of the people in the mafia.

most people do hacking, killing, torturing, being doctors and so much more but me? i didn't fit into any of these categories

let me start for the beginning and maybe you will understand

2 weeks ago*

my alarm blaring loudly into my ear making me groan in frustration

the sun beaming through the little gap between my curtains, sighing i pull the covers off me yawning quietly

making my way to the bathroom i wash my face, and brush my teeth before brushing and slightly curling my light blonde hair, i am very proud of my hair as i pay a lot of money on products to keep it healthy

i apply light makeup but enough to be seen as i work as a waitress at a club

picking out my outfit i chose; a black lacy bralette top thing, with tight back jeans

feeling happy with my appearance because it fits my curbs very well. i have a decently sized chest (22DD idk if that's a bra size but still)
and a big ass that i worked very hard for i must say

i have a hour glass figure which i was born with for some reason, don't hate me have my mum and dad for that jealous bitches :)

anyways carrying on

i grab a black bag, my keys and my phone making my way to the front door

it is around 10pm at the moment

yes i did have a nap

but anyways that's not the point, i walk out of my door locking the door behind me.

- time skip -

i make it to work just in time, i walk in with a smile on my face.i see my favourite person at the club ; the person that works on the bar

i squeal and run over to him hugging his big lean figure

he is like a older brother to me even though i have known him for less than two months.i met him when i joined here for extra money since i didn't like my last job

"hey ila how you doing sis?" he asks chuckling slightly at my child-like-ness

"i'm good, it's so busy tonight" i said groaning in annoyance

"you have to get to work sis, the owner and 4 of his men are waiting to be served and you are the best server so we where waiting for you to arrive to serve them" he said coldly

i gave him a frown before nodding causing him to hand me a tray full of drinks. i walk of remembering i forgot to ask him what the table number is

i turn around to see him holding up '27' on his fingers

ugh the vip rooms

making my way to the red curtain i slightly pull it to the side to reveal 4 scary ass looking men with girls half naked on their lap latching onto their neck

not noticing i was there i cough slightly hoping for them to notice me

all their eyes sharply dart towards me making me feel uncomfortable

"hey i have your drinks" i said shyly

i heard them all muttering to eachother but not fully hearing what they are saying.

i quickly walk over to the table placing down the drinks as my hands start to shake, all their eyes are on me and i hated it

as i turned to walk away i felt a harsh slap on my arse making me turn around quickly with a frown on my face

"how fucking dare you! i do not appreciate you invading my personal space" i growled lowly waking straight out the door

i groaned and pulled at my hair in frustration, ugh do all boys have to be such pricks all the time like god damn it's not my fault you can't get any pussy.

stumbling through the croud of drunken, sweaty ass men and woman making my way to back to giovanni ( the man behind the bar ) aka my brother.

sitting down on a bar stool which might i add was sticky asf.

ew

"ugh men are so stupid honestly" i growled lowly

"for fuck sakes what has happened now" groaning lowly

i tell him the whole story how a random, insanely attractive man in the vip room slapped my arse, and his face hardens as his jaw clenched

"he what?! i will be definitely having a word with him" giovanni added

the boys pov is next 👀👀