ISABELLA’S P.O.V.
Before she passed, my mother used to tell me that I always attracted the wrong kind of people. I thought she was just a raving old hater because I went out drinking with friends but it turned out she was right because only I would somehow attract the head of a mafia and his enemies.
When Lorenzo told me who he was, I laughed. It sounded amusing at the time and I thought he was joking but I quickly learned that he was not. He truly was the head of a mob and showing me attention all those days in the casino had drawn more attention than he thought. I slapped him across the face and stormed out after. Technically, I couldn’t storm out because I wasn’t allowed to go home so I stormed into the house instead.
That was two days ago and I was only allowed to go back home once
