Isabella Denise

I woke up to the sun shining brightly, it's light coming from the Windows, it was so bright that even the curtains couldn't lessen it.

Feeling a warm body near me in the conditioned room I leaned into it more snuggling in it but this time opened my eyes to look at Marco through my lashes.

His eyes were closed hiding his beautiful blue eyes that I fell in love with first. It's the only thing I live about him perhaps. His lips were slightly parted and his hair were sticking in different directions, you can say that his hair were messy.

He wasn't frowning, no he looked peaceful not like the other times I saw him. Most of the time I saw him he either had a smirk on his face or his face was blank with no emotions whatsoever.

Right now he looked so peaceful, he wasn't frowning making him look like a carefree man with no worries in the world, as if there were no two strong Mafia's teamed up planning on destroying his family, everything he worked for.

As if his very own only sister wasn't shot almost a week ago. He looked carefree and it instantly brought a smile to my face as he smiled in his sleep. A genuine smile it was but it was soon replaced with a frown on his face.

"Don't you know it's rude to stare?" He said frowning at me, he opened his eyes revealing his beautiful blue eyes. He wasn't being playful, I knew because there was no hint of playfulness in his voice.

His face held no emotions, the same with his eyes, there was only one word to describe them at this moment that one word was, Emotionless. He did a good job in hiding them because as hard as I looked for a single emotion, even disgust or anger or maybe disappointment but I found nothing.

His didn't look like before, the didn't look happy, the were emotionless just like his face and blank. They gave off a mean glare towards my direction and it somehow made me feel pang of hurt or pain in my chest. My heart.

Why was he like this? "Marco? What's wrong?" I asked him and he just glared my way and ignored me as he got up and sat in an upright position his back facing me while his feet were off the bed and on the floor.

"Marco?" I said but he ignored me again and walked over to the washroom slamming the door when he entered making me jump at the sound of that. What did I do?

Was it because of his father? Was it because I asked him about his father yesterday? If only I knew the answer to the million questions that were running through my head.

I decided to give him the cold shoulder and silent treatment just like he was giving me since that's what he fully deserves. If he's just gonna shut me out and not even tell me the reason then fine, from now on I'm telling him anything about me, I'm sure as hell not gonna be nice with him anymore.

"Fine treat me that way." I muttered in a normal voice because I knew he was in the shower and due to the sound of water dripping he wouldn't be able to hear me.

I sighed before getting out of bed and standing up and just like everyday dizziness instantly made its way into my head as it spun for a few minutes making me stay still all the while.

Finally when the dizziness was gone I made my way into the walk in closet picking out a normal plain white off the shoulder shirt with denim shorts with of course my favorite sneakers in the world. My adidas sneakers.

Adidas did I damn good job making these shoes because they literally rock and go with every outfit. Yes I'm a outfit perfectionist. I like fashion, it's more of a secret talent of mine besides killing.

After a while when I was picking out which bra to wear I heard the door of the washroom unlock and quickly picked up plain white and plain white bra and hid them under the other clothes that I was holding in my hands.

Marco came in the walk in closet with nothing but a white towel wrapped around his waist hanging low.

You could see his 'friend' poking through it.

Don't they wobble when the men walk?

Pushing that naughty and nasty question at the back of my head or out my ear because I don't even wanna remember I thought about that I cleared my throat as I grabbed a towel from a rack in the closet and walked away resisting the urge to turn around and stare at his godly body, did I mention I bumped his shoulder in the way out? Probably not.

I have to be dead to stare at a Greek god. Ok I gotta get my thoughts together. Marco is now officially on the 'need to avoid list' eighth next to Tatiana because that bitch just eats my brain and I swear if I spent a day with her she's not gonna make it out alive.

Marco didn't have a playful grin on his face nor a major smirk or an expressionless face and a beautiful toned chest with 6 packs with his piercing blu-

Fucking snap out of it for gods sake!

I yelled to myself and placed my clothes on the bed and walked to the washroom with my undergarments and towel in my hand, slamming the door shut just the way he did.

Sass.

After I had stripped out of my clothes I heard the door slam shut of the bedroom and sighed in relief because if he's going to treat me like that then I'm not gonna stand around him all the god damn time 'cause it's only gonna be torture and make me look needy to him.

I wish I could just run away from my problems with a new identity, be a whole new person. No worries, no ones gonna chase after me and I would be free. But that wasn't going to be possible because once you're in the Mafia there is never a getting out. It's like the only way to get out of the Mafia is death and all of the Mafia go with that rule.

I stepped inside the shower letting the hot water run down my body as it has always been relaxing, I wished that my problems would go down the drain just like the water, as if the water could take them all away.

In the shower it did seem like the water would make me forget about my problems as if subsiding it but as soon as I would step out of the shower they would back again in an instant.

While showering I looked at my wrist where I had planned to get the Irish Mafia tattoo. Most people get it in the age of 18 by their will, almost all of the people do but I had a certain age set for me which was 25, I was going to turn 25 in the next to the next month which would be October 14th.

It was sad. I had no Mafia or family right now. I had no country in all honesty, I wasn't a citizen of any country not was I part of some gang. This hit me like truck. I was a woman without a home, without a country, without a family literally. I was a rogue.

This even made me feel bad for myself, it was just a fucking shit what life could throw in your way and force your to accept it no matter how hard it was, it had no mercy.

I most of the time felt like life is bipolar, one tile it is all good and nice and just in a second everything turns upside down and you realize that your in a piece of shit. Bullshit.

I groaned in the shower in frustration because nun problems didn't seem to go away like they often did as my anger free for Albelino but this time it not only free for him but it also grew for Marco and life and how it was making me fall into the pit full of nothing but crap.

It's like you're flying in the air one time but a planed comes crashing until you and breaking one of your wing and then you fall to the ground or water and just break your body and everything or you just drown.

You feel like you've fallen to the ground when everything inside you breaks but not like a transformation of a werewolf because that's just super cool and not painful for the wolves but like it was breaking you from the inside.

Starting from the heart, your heart makes weird decisions in the sky and when it instantly falls it breaks into a million pieces, the heart mentally doesn't work which makes our brain to go all wild and crazy from which we make stupid decisions.

Now by those stupid decisions we feel like shit and feeling like shit makes you do even more stupid things like starve yourself or cut yourself which into makes your pain more instead of decreasing it physically but they all always said that it eased the pain mentally.

So basically that's how falling to ground is like because by all that we are literally broken from the inside.

Now when we fall in the water it mostly like losing everything out had, your friends, your family, your life. It's like it's all going away just like your breath in the water. Like the most important thing in the water is oxygen and in life the most important thing would be social life maybe or self spirit and just like the most important, oxygen goes away from us in the water our most important thing in life, social life it self spirit goes away and you feel like you've drowned.

Like you just died inside or drowned in water.

Now before you go and say that in life the most important thing is oxygen as well then let me tell you if you don't have a social life and self spirit both and you're just depressed, oxygen isn't going to be the most important thing in life for you because you're gonna feel like you're not even worth living.

I sighed in the shower as the warm water cascaded down my body as I was busy in my own thoughts but had fully showered. I still didn't get out of the shower wanting to stay longer but couldn't because my stomach was grumbling and the water was running cold slowly.

I turned off the shower stepping out of the shower and wrapping a towel around my body drying it and then wearing my undergarment but still wrapping my towel around my body still because I'm sure Marco didn't have the decency to lock the door of course.

Douche.

Wearing my clothes I opened the door of the room and I was right, he really didn't have the decency to lock it. And just like I said. Douche.

I ran down the stairs letting the cold air hit me making me shiver slightly but didn't let it ruin my happy mood.

I got to to the kitchen literally my favorite place to be in the whole house at this moment.

"Auntie Bella!" Alex came running to me and my face instantly lit up at the sight of him as Rose came running from behind and I hoisted him up in my arms while he hugged me tightly making me hug his small body tightly too.

"Hey there Alex!" I said shuffling his hair and he gasped making me chuckle.

"You ruined my hair! I have to make them again!" He said running away again disappearing somewhere yet again.

"He's the 'my hair must be perfect' kind of kid." Rose said chuckling at the end, talking about Alex seemed to bring a certain light to her eyes.

"Yeah I noticed." I said as I walked to the chef whose name was Carter and he handed me my plate which ha don't breakfast on it and quickly sat at the counter chewing on the delightful breakfast.

I saw that Rose was gone somewhere and shrugged but a voice interrupted me eating my breakfast but I chose to ignore it and not let it ruin my breakfast because I was fucking hungry.

Excuse my language, I tend to get very angry if I'm hungry.

"Why don't you eat the poor fork too? I mean it seems like you're about to give it a dent already." A unfamiliar voice said and I felt the source of the voice sit next to me and raised my head to look at the person and almost choked on the breakfast because the person was very attractive.

"I'm Sean." He said sticking his hand out and I held up a finger up showing him to give me a minute to just finish the food that was in my mouth, can't risk food falling out of my mouth as a first impression to a hot guy.

After finishing chewing on my food I looked up at him smiling and taking his hand in mine.

"I'm Isabella but call me Bella." I said shaking his hand he smiled at me widely before letting out a joke.

"You're not Bella Swan right? I don't want a vampire in the family." He said making me laugh out loud.

"I see that you have a sense of humor." I said he grinned at me showing his pearly white teeth. "So tell me what do you in the family." I asked my curiosity getting the best of me and he smirked.

"I'm an assassin just like you." He said an I shook my head at him.

"Oh no, I'm not an assassin anymore, I was an assassin when I was with the French but considering that I have left them and came here as 'revenge', I'm basically rogue because I don't even have a country at this moment. No job." I said he looked at me surprised but I could see pity in his eyes.

"That's just cold."

"It's warmer than death you know." I said buckling which made him laugh as well and soon Marco came in walking through the door and eyed me and Sean and I ignored him not paying him any attention which may be passing him off.

Avoiding Marco Operation in process.

"Okay so what are your plans after killing that bastard?" He asked me in front of Marco as he rummaged through the fridge longer than intended making me roll my eyes internally at him.

Sneaky ass.

"Well I haven't thought about it but maybe a new identity and all that then just get accustomed to the normal life perhaps since right now I'm basically rogue." I said noticing Marco tensing since I saw one of his vein like out from his neck.

"Why not join this Mafia?" He asked completely oblivious to the fact that Marco wasn't really looking for something in the fridge and was trying to listen to our conversation.

I'm so gonna annoy him.

"Well... I just in all honesty wanna get out of this lifestyle and I know it's gonna be hard because I'm gonna find many bitches and assholes out there not like there are less here!" I said the last part a little louder so that Marco would hear it but he just closed the fridge shooting me the coldest glare I have ever gotten from anyone breaking my heart.

"Come on Let's watch a movie." Sean said and I nodded finishing my breakfast and placing the plate in the dishwasher as I went to the theater room with him and he picked out a movie and sat with me in the completely empty theater room.

I was left shocked when I saw he had placed in 'The Notebook'. I shrugged since I've only seen it one time and wasn't really crying like all the other girls in the world.

The whole day I had spent it with Sean because he was a seriously great company, he threw out jokes quite often which were hilarious. I learned that he has a secret obsession with Justin Bieber.

I hate Justin Bieber. Well his personality just hit his songs. I like his songs. By the way just because I'm an ex-assassin doesn't mean I don't know about the pop stars. I ain't a cave woman.

While I hung out with Sean the whole day Marco would come out of his office more often and maybe pass through the whole house or the room we were in glaring at the both of us.

It was so cute how he did because it made me want to go squeeze his cheeks. It was dinner time now and instead of sitting next to Marco like all the other days I made Rose and Jenoah sit there and then I sat next to Jenoah and then Sean sat next to me.

Marco soon walked in with the glare on his face directed towards us but I ignored it as I looked the other way, Sean seemed as if he would piss his pants right there.

He tried to lighten the mood I'll give for that. "Hey Marco!" He cheered but only earned a grunt from Marco as he walked past us, the poor guy gave up sitting down on his chair the same as as everyone else.

Mostly he glared at me because I didn't stand from my position because his own sister did as well.

Just like before.

Sass. I'm sassy bitch's!

Cause I slay.

Ok I'm gonna get back in formation. See what I just did there? Never mind.

Marco sat down on his chair and so did everyone when he motioned from his hands and Tatiana came in walking. I could tell by the heels clicking behind me and of course the hideous smell.

When is she gonna learn to shower?

"I see you stooped low from your original place." She snickered at me sitting down in her place and it happened to be in front of Sean.

"I see you stooped lower- just ok the sewers." I said smirking and Sean clenched his jaw to stop the laughter that was dying to escape from his mouth but Marie just shout out laughing not caring what others thought while Romano stared at her with love clenching his jaw to stop his laughter to.

And finally Alessandro and Jenoah were coughing- very hard to cover up their laughter that couldn't help but let out.

Our food came in soon no we all started eating as me and Tatiana glared at each other, hers was is some kind of jealousy while I just glared back because the competition was good.

Cause I slay.

Who can pass the opportunity to annoy Tatiana the bitch? Because I can't, it comes cheap and it's amazing just like ice cream.

Sean leaned into my ear and whispered something making me laugh because you know, his silly but hilarious jokes and insults.

"Have you noticed her? She looks like a melted box of crayons." He whispered in my ear referring to Tatiana me I laughed at that while she snickered at me.

"You're such a whore!" She said to me looking at me with disgust. She needs a mirror. "I bet your mother was a whore too. You know the usual fucking guys all around the world, you were probably just a mistake." She said to me insulting my mother, the one woman who loved me my whole life with her.

I glared at her and lost it. I leaned across the table grabbing her hair and yanking it forward as she tried to slap me with her hand but I caught it. I didn't care about anything in this moment I soaked across the table with Marco glaring but I didn't care the bitch here insulted my mother.

I yanked and threw her out of the room with her hair as she cried out loud. I didn't care how she was feeling right now.

I grabbed her hair as everyone in the dinning room stepped out as well as Marco with arms crossed with a serious expression on his face. I got down to her level then speaking threateningly.

"Remember when I told you to watch that mouth? Well now you didn't and you insulted my mother you bitch!" I said throwing her head to the ground and yanking it back up. Her cries meant nothing to me.

No one dared to stop me as I continued. "Let me just tell you here bitch. If you ever insult my people, my family ever again I'll fucking kill you. Even naked no ones gonna miss you." I said as threw her hair to the ground again and walked away with her whimpering but Marco made my temper flare even more.

"My office. Now Bella." He said to me without a glance as she paced towards his office with me on his tail.

Entering his office I smelled the familiar smell of cologne which calmed me down slightly. Slightly.

"What?" I dead panned as he sat in his chair. What he said next took me off guard.

"I want you to stay away from Sean." He said and I scoffed.

"No and why?" I asked him and he leaned forward on his chair resting chin on his hands.

"Because he's trying to get in your pants." He spoke ever so normally as if he's told me these things before.

"And you're not?" I questioned because my anger started to rise again, I didn't stop there as I spoke more. "Maybe he likes me Marco. You know I might choose him." I said sitting down on the chair in front of him as he eyed my every move.

His darkened at my statements as he shook uncontrollably and that's how he turned into a big