A long time ago, my great-great grandpa Felix began a story. He was born in Sicily, when it wasn't a part of Italy, and lived there for while. While going to meet a friend, he saw a beautiful young lady, with long curly hair. He introduced himself, and after a while of courting, they began to truly love each other. The woman though, had a jealous, overprotective, elder brother. When he found out that she was seeing a man he hadn't chosen, he tried to have him killed. Felix fled Sicily, which was now a part of Italy, and came to America. There, he was forced to change his last name and live quietly.
I never knew the reason why my family had never gone back to Italy, even for a visit, but I was the first to step foot into the country after all those years. So here is where I come in. Today, I finish my great-great grandpa's story, and it starts, with a seven hour layover.
Hetalia Fanfiction/ Doujinshi Based off Personification by starrEknites on DeviantArt.com
Belle has lost everything to the Mafia. The culprits are lurking to pick her off as well. While life is losing its luster for Belle, Marcello is thriving.
Marcello runs several legitimate companies, earning him millions. On top of that, he is considered the Mafia King. Marcello has some type of control of any and every business in his vicinity. And several around America and back in Italy. Staying on top has been his life's work.
When returning a favor for an old friend turns into saving Belle's life, the favor turns out much more long term than either expected.
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"That doesn't matter Belle! Do you not realize you completely disregarded your safety!" His veins popped out at he reloaded and ducked low. We were down to two cars.
I licked my lips in worry as I tried to shake them.
"Mother fuckers," he curses as our back window was blown out.
"I can't loose you!" He suddenly screamed as he shot the second to last driver.
I avoided going home because I didn't want them getting any leads.
"You're not loosing me, Cello."
"It felt like I was," his voice cracked as he chucked a grenade towards the car.
I lurched at the explosion and silence followed after our pursuers were eliminated.
"Marry me."
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This story will follow a couple trying to navigate the world of organized crime. There will be MATURE scenes so beware, hopefully you enjoy it as much as I do writing it.