The lost Mexican-Italian mafia princess

Chapter 4 Italia

This is her outfit I think it looks badass but yea hope you like this chapter <3

After making sure I burned everything that was in that file I went to the airport and booked a flight to Italy. My passport even though fake it worked and I made sure to keep my head down while making sure I wasn't being watched or followed. While waiting for my flight I looked at a paper with an address that was from Italy. My mother before escaping bought a safe house that no one knew about not even my father. She said there I could rest and get some weapons before heading to meet my family which she also left and address for. Before boarding the plane i memorized the addresses and shredded the papers and threw them away in separate trash cans so no one could put them together. My flight was to Italy, Milan which was a 10 hour flight and I could get some shut eye. I boarded the plane after an hour of waiting and it all finally started to hit me. I was on the verge of a bloody panic attack but I was able to manage.

After the plane landed I rented a car and made sure to shut off all gps so I couldn't be tracked and left it stranded after driving a couple of miles and walked the rest to the safe house. I looked around to see if anything belonged to my mother. In this little box I found a necklace that had a red ruby on it. It was beautiful and there was a little note. Apparently this was my father's first gift to my mother when they started dating. Once I settled down I showered and got some sleep. When I woke up I chose an outfit which I would meet my family in. Hey if you're meeting your family for the first time might as well be dressed nicely. I chose a small black shirt with black jeans and some black combat boots. I also wore my mother's necklace.

Waving a taxi i gave him the address and he gave me a looked of worry and asked
"Non voglio essere scortese o ficcanaso, ma sei sicuro al 100% che questo è dove vuoi andare
"(i don't mean to be rude or nosey but are you 100% sure this is where you want to go). I was confused, did he know? I answered with confidence

"sono sicuro al 100% puoi portarmi qui per favore"(i am 100% sure can you please take me here ). The drive was about 30 minutes until I finally arrived at a beautiful mansion and gave the taxi driver a generous amount of money and he smiled at me, warming my heart. Before leaving he grabbed my wrist and told me

"per favore stai attenta e abbi cura di te, signorina"(please be careful and take care of yourself young lady). I walked to the front doors surprised that there weren't any guards and it was more than easy to walk in. I rang the doorbell then I felt a sharp pain in my back. Fuck they're trying to drug me. Thankfully my mother trained me to have some immunity to drugs but when the second shot hit me I was out black in a couple of seconds. Whatever was in that tranquilizer was strong af.

Waking up I was tied down to a chair in what looked like a dungeon which was humid and smelled horrendous. Trying to adjust my eyes to the bright light I saw a tall and muscular man. He wasn't in my mom's file so I'm guessing he was just a pawn or one of those people who tortured. He asked with a thick Italian accent "Who the fuck are you and what are you doing here, are you one of those pig russian people?" I just answered "No you asshole i'm your mother, oh honey did you forget that i was coming to visit you and see how you do your job." I laughed thinking it was hilarious which it was but then I felt a sting on my face, the son of a bitch slapped me. Then he looked at his partner and said in Italian. She doesn't talk with a Russian accent and they don't really use women to do their dirty woks so who the hell is she? I think we need to call the boss down here because she isn't talking) Which i responded sarcastically in English "call him. I actually need to have a little chat with the big bad boss." They looked surprised that I was able to understand then and left the room. Then after what felt like 20 minutes a man that looked around 40 walked in the room looking elegant with a black suit then it hit me.

My father.

Since September is suïcïdë prevention month I just wanted to say if you're reading this I love you <3. You're amazing and worth it. If you ever need someone to talk to I'm here or 1-800-273-8255 is the suïcïdë prevention hotline. ♥️