BLOOD AND BLOSSOMS

Gunshots were heard a mile away from where Isabelle was hiding, she had never been this scared for the past 10 years she lived as a feared mafia heiress in Italy. Her breath was shaking, her eyes were red and swollen and filled with tears,she shivered at every sound from the gunshots, her body was soaked in hot blood streaming from the wound in her abdomen, she applied more pressure to it and winced. She couldn’t believe she was betrayed by her most trusted member. The rest of her clan members were either dead or no where to be found, her life was at stake but she cared so much for her clan. She managed to crawl down the main road of Positano (Almalfi Coast), she heard heavy footsteps running towards her direction she quickly crawled faster but suddenly, an heavy arm dropped on her shoulders, she screamed and tried to break free but then realized who it was, she looked up at him, that smile he always gave whenever he wanted to comfort her, Isabelle gasped as soft tears rolled down her cheeks, she held the collar of his shirt and hugged him tightly. “Belle? Come on, let’s go home” he said as he carried her in his arms and walked away. Life had other plans for them in the coming days, even after everything she had said to him and all, he was still willing to take good care of her. The tragedy had started the moment Isabelle was made the head of the mafia after Sir cologne’s death,yea, he was called cologne cause he used perfumes and deodorants business as a coverup for his illegal means but his real name was Rafael. He took Isabelle from the streets were he found her two days after her family’s killing and with that he trained her to be his best and smartest yet sexiest hit woman. Isabelle whose real name was actually Yui grew up in Tokyo Japan, but right now she had had to live in a new foreign city to start a new life with her helper, she didn’t pray for more. It was two years already since his death and Isabelle had turned the mafia clan into something unrecognizable, something the whole of Italy feared, just by mentioning her name alone scared everyone, she dealt with anyone who tried to defend or challenge her,anyone who taught she was too weak of a girl to rule a mafia clan and anyone who tried to stop her business from booming, of course the police couldn’t find any trace of illegal business surrounding Isabelle cause she opened other business to show a proof of how she got her wealth and so on. She trained and brought in weak helpless girls who thought they didn’t have a future into the mafia and made them her own, well, she was kind and charming as well, but Isabelle’s main mission and sim was to find the group of people who killed her parents in cold blood right in front of her. Como - Southern end of the southwestern arm of lake como , 40km north of Milano A convoy consisting of 6, all black,luxury cars of high standard drove in a straight line in the curved road by the mountain, they slowly reduced speed as they stopped front of a palace gate, the driver in the first car a black sedan honked as the gate made a beep sound and slowly opened, it drove in behind it was another black sedan car, a Land Rover, a Roles Royce, a Volvo and another Land Rover. The cars parked in front of a very large, luxurious mansion built with dark colored stone and dark roof. It featured many windows, balconies with silver railings and two grand curved staircases leading to a patio and a large swimming pool. It looked very grand and expensive. Ten bodyguards were standing aright on for the of the mansion, the first two cars opened as four bodyguards dressed in black suits came out, the last three cars opened and six other built up men walked out, the car at the middle ( Land Rover) front door opened and a strong but handsome man came out, he adjusted the gun in his suit and opened the back door, black pointed heels slowly dropped down from the car revealing a young, pretty and gorgeous lady in her late 20’s. Her presence was a study in understated elegance, a monochrome portrait brought to life. Her hair, a rich, dark cascacle was cut in a chic, chin- length bob, framing her face with soft waves that hinted at a natural effortless grace. High cheekbones have way to a delicate jawline, and her skin seemed to possess a porcelain-like quality. Her eyes, dark almond shaped held a captivating depth, a hint of mystery that drew you in. They were framed by perfectly sculpted brows and long, dark lashes. Her lips, full and artfully defined were painted in a shape of deep rich red. She was an epitome of beauty. She had a cigarette between her lips, she took one last puff and threw the cigarette away. “Welcome madam” the whole bodyguards greeted heads bow in deep voices to Isabelle, she looked around and scoffed. “Where’s Guilia?” She asked in a calm, enchanting voice. The bodyguard beside her touched the communicator in his ear and said few unheard words and immediately two men and three ladies dressed in all black body suits walked out…. “Sorry madam, welcome ma’am ”the one called guilia said as she bowed with others. Isabelle smirked and climbed the stairs walking into the mansion, her bodyguards followed behind her in silence as her heels made calming sounds…. “Uhm… ma’am here are the lists of commercial supporters you needed” one of her main man called Andrea Russo wha was named “Architect” said handing over to her a tablet, he was the one who structure all their plans and was a perfect planning behind big hits. “How many have we gotten in total?” She asked not stealing a glance at all at the tablet “17 madam” he answered in a shaky voice, she stopped walking instantly, which the bodyguards did without hesitation, she looked at him “First of all, you all were ringed before you came out to observe my return and now you’re giving me a budget of how many supporters again..??” “Uhm… seven….. seventeen madam” Andrea replied in a shaky fearful voice. Isabelle glanced at him and gave a short smile. “I need the 35 I asked for and Guilia? Meet me by 4pm, we have an issue on ground, Matteo get the new interns ready for their practice, Laura I need six more cameras added to the hall ways I calculated the distance between the last twenty and they all have a 2 seconds escape route, I don’t like that, Antonio check the car Rodriguez drove it’s not fast enough and Lorenzo, in my office now” she ordered them all in like 20 seconds, a normal person wasn’t going to hear exactly what she said but they all did, they were already used to her fast talking and they all went to fulfill their duties immediately as Lorenzo walked into another room with her.