Mafia's babygirl

Something fishy

Meeting my family is the last thing I'll do in this world, I love my life which I created by myself surround by enemies, guns, drugs, people who will give their life for me out of respect, power, Xander and now Lisa I think so... but here I'm in my family mansion with Lisa.

For some reason I don't think it'll do no good for me, infact it never did any good. I'll try to finish this soon and get Lisa to my place.

No men will keep their hands to themselves with woman, especially beauty like Lisa is to be kept caged for her safety. I made sure to warn Lisa not attract anyone, my cousins are not saint neither gentlemen just gets their hands as possible as they can by any means.

Taking Lisa there is not a good way but I have to. I just hope Lisa doesn't get into trouble if she does that's were my sanity will die.

I sense everyone's attention was on Lisa especially my cousins, eyeing her like a piece of meat.

When she said she wants to get some fresh air I can feel her nervousness she wants to get out of here.

So I took my phone to call Xander and get her out of here but to my expectation he texted me already that he'll leave first to warehouse.

So without a choice I took her to my room and told her to stay inside don't open the door for others unless it's me.

I must need to warn her it's not safe here, my cousins are not to be trusted although I'm here but I don't want anyone to make a move on her as she's already scared.

I felt uneasy to leave her alone but I need to clear the air with my family so I left her there to be stay quite without attracting any attention. And I hope she won't get into any trouble.

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I must say Leo is very very cute I saw his teenage pic in the dresser. I think he like white, everything in his room is white and so clean.

Earlier I saw his father but where's his mother, ok... that might me be something he need to share.

I took a whole tour of his room and finally laid on his bed it smells plain, unlike him. I like his smell it always give me a familiar feeling like I can feel at ease, until I came to my sense of how I ended Italy.

I was lost in my own thoughts suddenly I heard a knock on the door. 'did Leo finished his business....' 'wait don't open the door what if it's not Leo'

"who is there..?" I asked without opening the door 'what if it's sound proof door...?' again someone's knocking.

"may I know who's outside there...?" no reply what of it's Leo...?! shall I open the door and see...! than if it's not Leo I'll close the door.

I opened the door slowly but there's no one. I closed the door again and came to bed 'next time I'm not going to open the door' someone playing prank on me.

Some time passed but there's no sign of Leo, I'm sleepy I want to go home....

I went to the balcony and sat on the chair it's so peaceful here, then I heard a phone ring near the bedside table.

"hello..." I answered the phone 'what if it's Leo' "hi there beautiful" someone said

"May I know who is speaking...?" I asked politely

"Come on Bella... I'm Martin someone you met at dinner"

"oh... ok... how can I help you..? Leo is not here"

"well he asked me to take you downstairs, he'll come soon to pick you up"

'stay inside the room don't open the door unless it's me' I thought Leo said this sternly and I don't trust anyone in this house.

"oh... thank you for your concern but I'll wait here"

"come on girl... he's the one asked me to pick you up"

"I'm fine here... you can tell him that I said that"

"here we go again... you don't trust me"

"no no that's not the case I'll see you downstairs"

"ok darling I'll see you soon" he said and hung up the phone.

'I better stay here... I'm not going anywhere alone.... why don't he leave me alone if I said I not coming outside... what if it's Leo is the one who called me... no no I'm not risking I better stay here if he wants me he'll pick me that's what he told me'

'I don't even want to think about Leo angry at me, he'll blame me for everything and always make me cry, I just hope he'll soon send us back where we came from'

Half n hour passed again the phone rings...

"hello..." I answered

"hey babygirl... I'm done with my business I'll be there soon... stay there"

"ok..." I said and hung up the phone

'wait... that guy from earlier called me and said Leo is looking for me, something smells fishy here'

I think Leo came he's the one now knocking the door, I slowly opened the door and saw Leo standing there.

I opened the door widely for him he came in and went inside his closet. I'm just standing near the balcony.

"Shall we get going angel" he asked in his deep voice

"mm" I hummed and noded my head

He took my hand and went downstairs, no one's here where's the guy who called earlier, I look around and found no one.

"What are you searching for babygirl....?" Leo asked suddenly

"what.... oh no no I'm just seeing" I said

"ok" he just said and continued to walk

He opened the passenger door for me to get in and he get into the driver seat.

"where's Xander...?" I said realizing he is the one who drove us here

"He went earlier something came up" he replied

"oh ok..." I said and thought to tell Leo about the call

"you want to tell me something angel" he asked looking at my state

'well now I can't hide from him... he won't stop until I spill everything'

"That is... um... well..." I tried to form proper sentence.

"you can tell me anything" he said again

"well... did you ask me to come downstairs to someone named Martin...?"

"what" he asked rising his voice ready to yell at me

"umm... before you call me someone knocked the door twice but I haven't opened the door and when I peeked outside no one is there.... then" I said the whole thing happend and prayed God that he won't get angry at me.

"if I haven't called you at that time would you have gone downstairs...?" he asked me while controlling his anger

"no... I just said him that to end the conversation... you called me after half n hour"

"good" he said and nothing

"are you hungry... shall we go to restaurant...? you haven't ate anything properly" he asked me concerned

"no... I'll cook once we get to your place" I said slowly

"where do you learn to cook...?"

"My mom was a chef"

He hummed

"I'm a picky eater so she taught me to cook since I was little" I said while remembering those beautiful memories which bring tears in my eyes.

After some time we reached his place and get inside.