Mafia Boss's Princess (ON HOLD.)

Chapter 6

    I dragged myself from my sweaty and tear stained comforters, trudging toward the bathroom. I shoved the ivory door open, revealing my white painted walls. To my left, a granite double vanity sink, with a large mirror stretching across the ivory wall. To my right, a walk in glass shower, with a built in tablet within the wall, that controls the pressure and water temperature. When you enter, you face a large hot tub, next to the wall.

    I walked over to my double vanity, pulling out a towel from the cabinet and setting it on the sleek modern counter. I walked away from the counter, and toward the shower. I tapped my finger upon the screen, turning the water to a steaming hot, and a light pressure. I opened the glass door, slipping in. The water droplets falling swiftly from the ceiling. I allowed the steamy hot water to fall upon my tan skin, as I relaxed my tense and aching body. I did my necessary routine, shampooing and conditioning, shaving and washing. I hopped out the shower, grabbing my towel, wrapping it around my drenched body, flipping my hair to the side. I walked over, tapping upon the screen, turning off the water.

    After drying off and applying lotion, I made my way out of the bathroom and into the closet. I heard my phone ding, right before I entered my walk-in closet, making me stop and turn around. I released a sigh, as I held my towel tighter to my almost spilling breasts, as I made my way to my bedside. I looked upon the lightened screen, a text from my father.

'You have a meeting today, dress nicely.' The message was splayed upon the screen, making me let out a groan, as I made my way back toward my closet.

    After about 10 minutes, I was dressed in a tight black laced mid-thigh dress, with long laced sleeves, that hugged my curves perfectly, giving the perfect amount of cleavage. I slipped on strappy heels, making my 5'1 height, a bit taller. I put on a diamond necklace, splaying perfectly upon my tan skin. I walked out, and sat in front of my vanity. I blow dried and straightened, then curled the ends of my hair. I put on a bit of mascara, accentuating my light baby blue eyes. I stepped off from my cushioned stool, eyeing myself in the vanity mirror. With my approval, I made my way back into my closet, going toward the back. I eyed the multiple shelves of purses, before choosing a black leather Gucci purse, with silver chains and decorations. I slipped it on, and quickly walked out, timing coming into my realization. I swiftly grabbed my phone, slipping it into my purse, as I rushed out of my room.

    After going down multiple flights of stairs, I finally reached the front entrance of our home. I looked down at my phone, as a Message from Marco popped up.

'The Suv is already out front and waiting.' It read, making me nod my head, as I looked up to the large oak doors. I opened them up, greeted by two stood body guards, that shut the door for me, making me give them a small smile, them returning it. I pivoted around, to be met by a shining black SUV, waited just a few meters away. I made my way over, as Marco climbed out of the car, and opened my door, making me give him a smile, as I slipped in.

    After about an hour and a half of driving, and my scrolling threw i********:, we finally made it to the large stone mansion, surrounded by trees. We drove up to the large metal framed gates, as Marco spoke to one of the guards, allowing us to drive threw the gates, approaching the large home.

    After finally driving threw the long driveway, we finally made it to the entrance, Marco quickly parked the car, opening the door for me. I was walked to the front of the home, as the doors opened up, revealing the luxurious interior of the mansion. I was walked up the stairs, accompanied my a few other guards, as me Marco and Angelo were walked toward a large oak door. The accompanied guards opened the door, revealing a large wooden table, surrounded by men of all ages, sat conversing. They looked up from their conversations, looking directly at me, making my father, sat on the back left of the table, clear his throat. He sat up from his chair, walking over to me, putting his arm around my shoulder.

"This is my daughter, Nessa. She is to inherit my title, as the head of the Italian Mob." He spoke out with authority, as his eyes wandered over the large table. His old wrinkly face, stern, as he was clearly serious.

"Are you sure a woman can handle that?" A young man, just above my age spoke out, as his brows rose up. A few other men nodded and agreed with his statement, making a most of them all start to converse on the topic, making me roll my eyes.

    I looked back, reaching my hand back toward Angelo, as he placed my pistol upon my palm, making me nod my head. I grabbed it fully in my hand, holding it up and aiming it at a random body guard that stood closely next to me. I shot it just at his chest, as his body fell heavy to the ground with a large thud, as blood began to pool around his lifeless body. The once conversing men stopped their useless conversations, looking at the lifeless splayed body guard, then to me. I did a small bow, handing my gun back to an awaited Angelo. I plastered a sarcastic smile upon my face, as I stepped over the lifeless body, and toward the small table covered with whiskey and glasses. I poured myself a full glass of whiskey, turning back toward the table, downing the burning liquid, setting the now empty glass down.

"Wheres my seat, father?" I questioned, making my dad step over the body, and walk me toward an empty office chair, pulling it out for me. I lowered myself upon the chair, giving my father a small smile, fixing myself upon the table, putting my elbows upon it, holding my head up.

"Continue, no need to stare." I commented, making one of the men scoff, before they all engaged back into their boring conversations. I watched as they all spoke, as if nothing happened, making me let out a humorless laugh.

    After a boring four hour meeting, we finally all were dismissed, making me happily get up, and quickly walk out the room, followed by my usual body guards. I was lead down the stairs by a few other body guards, straight toward the two oak double doors. The doors were opened for me, making me give them a small nod, heading toward the large amount of cars and SUV's. Marco opened my door, allowing me to climb in, before shutting it and climbing into his own, as Angelo did the same. I went back to scrolling on i********:, as we continued to drive back to the house.