The lost Mexican-Italian mafia princess

Chapter 2 The truth:

As soon as I changed and dried my hair I heard my mother's voicemail and oddly enough she spoke italian like she was fluent in it and taught it to me but she preferred speaking Spanish this made my heart beat faster. "Figlia mia carissima ti amo così tanto anche se non dico spesso che tu significhi il mondo per me. oggi è il mio ultimo giorno sulla terra e ho bisogno di dirti la verità. tuo padre è il Don della mafia italiana e tuo nonno è il capo del cartello messicano non ho molto tempo per spiegarti ma quando tornerai a casa probabilmente troverai il mio corpo senza vita. Nel nascondiglio segreto c'è una chiave e una cassaforte. nella cassaforte c'è un file di tutto ciò che devi sapere, uno lo leggi, masterizzare. Troverai anche passaporto italiano e denaro, prendilo e corri vai in italia vai da tuo padre. Stai al sicuro e mi prenderò sempre cura di te e dirò a tuo padre che lo amo e che non sono mai riuscito a dimenticarlo e che la mia fuga non è stata colpa sua, è stata una mia decisione."

Translation: (my dearest daughter i love you so much even though i don't say it often you mean the world to me. today is my last day on earth and I need to tell you the truth. your father is the Don of the italian mafia and your grandfather is the head of the mexican cartel i don't have much time to explain but when you get home you'll probably find my lifeless body. In the secret hiding spot there is a key and a safe. in the safe is a file of everything you need to know, once you read it, burn it. You'll also find an italian passport and money, take it and run go to italy go to your father. Be safe and i'll always look after you and tell your father that i love him and that i was never able to forget him and me running away wasn't his fault, it was my decision ).

What The ACTUAL FUCK. I was what again? I'm a fucking mafia princess and I was the granddaughter of a Mexican Drug Lord and the daughter of and Italian Mafia leader. My head hurts just from all that information. And what did my mother mean when she said this was her last day on earth. What the Hell is going on.

I ran home which took me about 15 minutes and found the door broken down and my adrenaline started pumping. I grabbed the gun which was hidden inside the soil of this fake plant that my mom had put outside the door incase of an emergency. I kicked the door open and our apartment was completely ransacked. I walked slowly and cautiously and then I saw her, my poor mother. She was tied to a chair in the middle of the hallway with multiple stab wounds to her abdomen and something carved into her forehead that I can't make out yet. Walking closer i see "мы идем за тобой, итальянская сука," (we're coming for you next you italian bitch).

This was written in Russian meaning, fuck it's probably the Russian Mafia i've heard about them they're ruthless and have no consideration for any form of life and are known for sex and drug trafficking, fucken pigs. Seeing my mother helpless and dead made me want to break down and go with her but I knew I couldn't. I needed to pull myself together and run. I ran to where the safe was and grabbed the file, passport, money and ran like hell.

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