Mafia

chapter 1

Isabella Denise

I groaned loudly when I heard my stupid alarm go off again, next time remind me to turn off snooze and just turn that goddamn thing off before I break it.

Slowly opening my eyes and getting used to the light flooding into my room through my large window, I sat up right on my bed. I waited for the loud noises to be heard of the hungry men shouting at eachother and eating their asses off downstairs but I heard nothing.

Well, that's a first.

I blinked my eyes repeatedly and shook my head but still heard nothing. Something must be wrong then. I searched for my phone on my bed and checked the time when I found it.

It was 10:09 to be exact.

Okay, something is definitely wrong.

Never in my 15 years of living here has there ever been a single morning without their loud noises reaching my ears and deafening it momentarily. One might think that this was good since there was peace but no, this was not good.

It was either them having a meeting without me or they were just not present at the mansion at the very moment.

I let my curiosity get the best of me as I swung my legs out of my bed and quickly freshened up in my private bathroom before changing into something that covered my body well considering the fact that almost every man in this house was very interested in my body. How I still put up with them is beyond me.

I wore tights with a plain shirt and a sports bra with white sneakers before I took out my gun from a place I liked to call 'Dream World', which was basically a whole section of my closet that had different types of guns and their ammo's.

You must have thought by the name that I meant a place where a woman kept all her jewelry, clothes, and accessories but when you've been trained to kill since the age of 9, guns become your most beloved boyfriend.

I hid a knife in my shoe and had the gun behind my back perfectly sitting between my back and the tights waistline, it was perfectly hidden from sight by my  shirt.

Slowly, I reached for the door without making a single noise, thanks to my training, and opened the door to my room and peeked outside. I saw no one, not even a single movement, yet not even a single muffled sound.

I got out of my room and closed the door behind me and locked it with a code that only I knew in the whole mansion with 30 other men in it.

Most of the time it was hard being the only woman in the house excluding the maids,*cough* bitches *cough*.

Slowly, I tip-toed down the long hallway towards the gaming room and saw the door slightly ajar and peeked through it to see no one inside, so with my hand behind my back which now always came naturally, I opened the door slowly and peeked my head inside to see no one but I still entered fully into the room and checked every corner  of the room, nothing.

Odd.

Exiting the room, I slowly descended downstairs towards the kitchen, yet I couldn't even hear the slightest sound, not even one burp. Gross I know, but you get used to it when you live with men.

I reached the kitchen to see it spick and span clean, not even a single maid in the kitchen or even the cook. Raising my eyebrows in confusion I checked the other rooms in the mansion, cautious not to make any sound, yet no one heard or seen by me.

By now, I had my gun in my hands as I headed towards the opposite wing where all of the offices of the men, the meeting room were, I had no office since I was an assassin, an asset to kill for them, I was trained to kill or to seduce and then kill. I was never really proud of the seducing part, every man that I have yet seduced made me want gag and strangle them for even touching me, but hey? It made me a good actress, didn't it?

As I checked every office that I passed and also checking all the files nothing had anything mysterious or odd in them, just the normal things, well for us the illegal normal things, drug dealers, safe houses, targets and all that.

I had checked every office and none had anything strange in it, only one office which had a dildo in it, that guy had got to be gay or into toys with his women.

Now, as I was heading to the meeting room where all the men and I gathered for a meeting, I heard muffle noises. Letting curiosity get the very best of me, I headed towards the meeting room and placed my ear next to the door.

I was eavesdropping on them.

I also managed to take peek inside to see the most trained men inside. They were having a meeting without me, they had always included me in every meeting they had, but now I was starting to doubt that.

Trust no one but yourself.

My trainers voice reminded me. It was a basic law for every person on earth.

You can never trust anyone other than yourself because one day they might just turn against you.

"She is becoming a threat  and growing too strong. We must get rid of her!"

"It is not as easy as it sounds! Garçon stupide!" (French for 'stupid boy') That voice belonged to my boss, I was most certain, my boss Albelino Chavalier also known as my beloved trainer.

I was confused who did they want to kill?, who was becoming more stronger? Who must they get rid off? And most confusing who was 'she'?

There were many women out there that posed a threat to the Mafia. Many women who tried to use men in the Mafia of high rank to gain power yet I did not know even one.

These questions ran through my head as I heard them talk more.

"What should we do to get rid of her? I refuse to be commanded by a woman! We all do! It is us men's job to command women! Not women command us!"

Excusez-moi? (Excuse me?)

"We agree with you."

"Yes. We are stronger than 50 trained men together while being just 13 and she is just a single person. Let's just kill her right now!"

"You are missing 1 point! She is smart, she would be able to kill us one by one if she wanted to, she is dangerous you all know that! She is faster than almost Any of us! Better than all of us! I bet she is growing more curious time by time because you idiots don't know how to act well! She must be having doubts now!"

"What the f**k should we do than?"

"The day after tomorrow is the first dinner we are having with the Italian Mafia. It is obvious that since our drug supplier has left us to do business with them, we have raised a sort of bad blood. The others can't know about that, who ever else finds out just kill them, make it look like an Italian attacked them. We will kill her at the Italian dinner and we will make it look like the Italians killed her so the other men don't suspect us, if you think those men suspect you than try to take their suspicion away if that doesn't work kill them. Now this meeting is dismissed you may all go now, before she wakes up and the others arrive!"

After hearing all this I ran as fast as I could to the opposite wing, towards my bedroom. You may think they would have heard me running but that's what they taught us in training, how to run without making a sound, how to shoot and never miss your target, how to fight, how to defend yourself, how to act, how to use knives, how to stay light footed, how to kill. After 15 years of that training, I had become a professional at everything. I was fast, I was smart, I was strong, my height being not very tall was more of an advantage since by that I could block more easily.

I was better than anyone in the mansion, that's when it hit me, who 'she' was.

It was me. I was becoming a threat to them, they are afraid to cower behind me, they don't want to feel overpowered by someone without them trying to overpower you.

Out of everyone in this house, everyone, I never expected Al(Albelino) my trainer, my father, the figure who I had known more than my father, the person who has raised me since I was 9, the same person who rescued me from the about to blow up car of my parents, the one who promised to take care of me ever since, the one who taught me everything in life. Never had I imagined that person to plan on killing me because I was better than him in something he taught me since my childhood.

Not only him but my ex- for whom I may still have feelings for, I always knew he hated me because I didn't provide him with s*x, because I didn't give him my virginity and because I made him wait 1 year for that. He cheated on me because of that, to fulfill his needs. A man who loves a woman would wait a lifetime for her to be ready to give away her virginity, suppressing his needs. But he didn't, he went along and had s*x with 3 darn whores at the same f*****g time! This was only a few months ago. His name was Leo f*****g Mathis.

With all the other 11 men I had faith in, this was all gone! They were cowards! p*****s! Assholes! Dickheads! Cocksuckers! Motherfuckers! Douchebags!

Right at the very f*****g moment all I felt was agony and anger. All I could see was red. All I f*****g wanted to do at the very f*****g moment was to f*****g kill somebody! To f*****g strangle them!

I felt like giving them the most painful death at the moment! And I know I wouldn't regret it.

I felt like breaking their fingers 6 different ways and sticking it right up where the sun doesn't shine, I felt like ripping out their intestines and strangling them with it, I felt like burning them alive, I felt like burying them alive! They were traitors! They had no respect for their family! They didn't care about them! They weren't family just a gang!

I knew I couldn't confront them with this. I also knew that from today good men in this Mafia were going to die because of me! They wouldn't think twice before pulling the f*****g trigger.

Still boiling with anger, I walked into the bathroom and stood in front of the sink and stared at myself gripping the counter hard, I was breathing hard and slightly loud. I had to figure out a way to get my revenge one by one on them slowly, making sure they had a painful death.

The Italians. Nothing would piss them off more than knowing I had teamed up with their enemy, planning on ending their lives slowly and painfully.

With a plan in my mind I smirked in the mirror and stripped off my clothes and turned on the shower and waited for it to get warm and grabbed a towel from the rack in the bathroom and put my hands under the water to check the temperature to feel it be warm and slowly stepped in and shampooed and conditioned my hair and washed my body with soap.

After my shower I wore my clothes and stepped out of my room and closed the door behind me, locking it. The noises were back so I guess the other men were back now. I could try to tell them about Al and his plan to kill me but they wouldn't believe me because they had too much faith in him and his professionals.

I walked into the kitchen casually like nothing happened before and saw the men sitting around chatting, some on their phone, none looked up to see I had entered for which I was glad.

I told the chef to make me breakfast and he nodded and I sat quietly observing my surroundings, the mansion was huge, Victorian style, gold color.

As I was waiting for my breakfast since I was famished and my stomach was already making those weird sounds, Lucas The major Perv comes up at me with his perverted remarks.

"Damn Baby! I bet you got some missiles under those clothes of yours."He said, I just rolled my eyes and faced towards him.

They don't call him 'The Perv' for no reason.

"Actually I do! And if you don't walk away in 3 seconds I'll make sure those missiles break every bone in your body and rip it out." I shot back fake smiling and he scurried away in a second.

Soon I was given my breakfast and I took it thanking the chefs, I may be an assassin but I did have good manners, and I do thank people who deserve it.

For the first time I didn't have anyone to talk to because I was busy with my own thoughts and because I wasn't the most open person in the world also because the people who I actually used to hang out with turned out to be God damn traitors.

While I was eating I heard Albelino's voice call for me, as everybody quieted down. "Bella! Meet me in my office in 10." I heard him say and the next second he was gone.

I let my curiosity get the best of me again since the first time it warned me about my my life. Quickly finishing my breakfast I headed towards his office and went inside without knocking, he was used to this.

"Ever heard of knocking?" He said and I smirked as I plopped down on the chair.

"Nope, Never, It kind of sounds a little foreign to me." I said teasingly, but still cautious of his every move, I may have heard him to kill me the day after tomorrow but that didn't mean he wouldn't take the chance to kill me now.

"Whatever." He said annoyed.

"What's got your boxers in a bunch?" I asked acting normal.

"Hangover." He replied plainly.

Of what? Jealousy. No s**t Sherlock.

I nodded slowly, "So, you called for me." I reminded him and he nodded.

"The day after tomorrow we are having dinner with the Italian Mafia, they are basically our enemies since our drug supplier left us for them. So to make a good impression, wear something nice, We will have fun!"

Oh you have no idea how much fun we will have.

I nodded and with that I walked out of his gigantic office and was smirking evilly from the inside all the way to my room.

On my way back, one of the men came running through the front door,"Whoa, Whoa! Slow down dude what's wrong?"

I asked stopping him.

"One of our men was just killed."