The mafia's blue rose

Chapter 1

Thea P.O.V

I wake up and do my usual morning routine, which involves blasting some of my favourite music and changing into a mint green pastel summer-dress.

I skip down the hallways and down the stairs. "Hey there good looking." I say, smiling at Elijah and kissing his cheek.

"Hello to you too gorgeous." He replies with a smirk and kisses my temple. Elijah is my second oldest brother out of four. Damien is the oldest, then Elijah, and then the twins Marco and Diego.

"Hey princess." Diego greets, kissing my forehead as Marco does the same.

"Where's dad and Damien?" I ask. My mother died six years ago in a car crash, leaving me as the only girl. Sometimes the testosterone can get too much...

"Right here, princess." I hear my brother's deep voice say. As the future don of the second largest Italian mafia in America, he hardly shows any emotion, apart from when he's with me. The same goes for my father.

"Damien!" I smile and give him a hug. He instantly wraps his arm around me.

"Good morning." He says, kissing the top of my head. Even though I'm already twenty-one, everyone still treats me like a kid. Probably because I'm so short.

If only everyone knew what happens to my innocence during work. I actually own a very successful bakery, but apart from that, I'm known in the criminal world as blue rose. Nobody knows who the mysterious blue rose is, but they know that as soon as my music begins to play, they're dead. They call me blue rose because I always leave blue rose petals after each kill.

"Dad's in the kitchen having breakfast." Elijah says. I smile and try to sneak up on him. Just as I'm about too, dad chuckles.

"Nice try, babygirl." I groan and sit next to him with a pout on my face. Thanking the maid who places a plate full of pancakes in front of me.

"How do you always know it's me?" I ask.

"I could see the maids smiling at your attempt." He replies with a smile. I playfully glare at the maids and they giggle, mumbling about how adorable I am.

Dad was dressed in a tailored suit and was drinking his coffee. "I have a meeting with Alessandro Romano today." He says, making my brothers tense, while I zone out. They never involve me in this and I wouldn't understand anyway.

I start humming a song to my self while taking a sip of my orange juice. I didn't even realise that all the attention was on me until I looked up.

"Oh, sorry, I zoned out. Did you ask me something?" Dad shakes his head with a soft smile on his face. His face showed... Guilt?

"Are you okay, daddy?" I ask with a frown.

"I'm fine babygirl. Come on, Damien, we have a meeting to attend." They both kiss my head and then leave. I wonder what's wrong...

Ricardo P.O.V (Thea's dad)

Antonio and I make our way to the meeting with Alessandro Romano. The reason we all tensed, is because he is the don of the largest Italian mafia in America. His is the only one more powerful than ours, and to create peace between us, as soon as she was born, Thea and Sandro were arranged to marry.

That was twenty-one years ago, but not a day goes by where I don't feel guilty about it. If I had refused, they would have killed her and everyone I love.

When Thea turned sixteen, Alessandro decided he wanted to see the girl he was to marry. As soon as he saw her picture, he was most probably taken aback by her beauty. My daughter is absolutely stunning, which I why we're all very overprotective of her. she doesn't need it, considering she is blue rose, but during the day she is simply my babygirl. Sweet, innocent, and adorable.