Tobias Cameroon will be playing Marco Enzo.

Isabella Denise

"Shoot him" My 12 year old self was ordered.

"Why? What did he do?" I asked breathing hardly. I was told to shoot someone. Kill someone. I had never killed a person in my entire life.

"When ordered something, you do so. Understood?" My trainer Albelino said to me. "But what's so wrong with knowing the reason for killing someone before killing them?" I asked my curiosity taking over me again.

"You're a curious girl, Bella." He said walking around me in a circular manner. I felt proud by that, it felt like a compliment.

"Being curious is good, but not for an assassin sweetheart. Assassins are supposed to kill no matter what the reason, they don't need to know the reason, all they have to do is kill." I was told.

"What if I'm not meant to be an assassin?" I asked cautiously.

Albelino stood closely behind me and leaned his head near my ear and spoke.

"Shoot. Him."

I didn't think twice before I pulled the trigger and watched the blood come out of the lifeless body of the unknown person in front of me.

"Do you regret it?" I was asked and I shook my head. "No."

I didn't regret killing that person, I felt nothing, but I didn't feel numb either, I knew I killed a person for a reason, even if the reason was not very acceptable to everyone, even if it was just for fun, it was a reason and I didn't regret a single bit of it.

"Congratulations, you just passed the first step of being an assassin."

"There's more?" I questioned my trainer.

"When you're an assassin, you never stop learning, you keep finding out more ways to perfection, but you will never reach it, perfection."

"Why is being curious bad for an assassin?"

"An assassin is supposed to kill, torture as told no matter what the reason, they master in killing, they don't turn away from the sight of blood." Albelino spoke walking around the cell that we were in, where the now dead man was kept.

"When an assassin starts to interrogate, they get killed. Why? Because they just can't they get in the wrong business, they start doing things that are out of their league, things that isn't part of their jobs, and that is not acceptable."

"That is why we have spy's."I said.

"Yes. That is correct, a spy has the ability to act, stay undercover, stay low key and take out information from people who we want to. They just simply spy."

"What if I want to be an assassin and a spy. Both at the same time?"I asked my boss.

"My dear Bella, you're an assassin and you should know being an assassin that 'Curiosity kills the cat' and for people like you it would be terribly painful." The last parts were tauntingly whispered in my ear.

'Curiosity kills the cat' and for people like me it would be terribly painful.

*

I woke to the sound of my alarm blaring through the speaker as I peeled one eye open and threw my right arm out of the cozy sheets and reached out for my phone to stop the alarm.

Slowly peeling both of my eyes open I sat upright on my bed and rubbed my eyes with the back of my hand while thinking about my dream more like a memory of when I killed for the first time, the same day that I taught that 'curiosity kills the cat and for people like me it would be terribly painful'.

It was one of those things that I was reminded before my every task, warning me that if I try anything or try to dig deep, I would soon meet my maker.

At first it used to scare the hell out of me. Now it doesn't. No one knew that I actually did dig deep in things that I was interested in.

Staying low key, acting and as well being undercover always came natural to me, I had a good poker face from which no one could see my emotions, or notice anything odd.

I removed the warm sheets off me and stepped out of my bed and walked over to my bathroom and took a towel out of the towel rack and used the toilet before stepping into the warm shower.

A warm shower has always relaxed me. I let the warm water drop over me as I closed my eyes and thought about the first thing I was taught 'curiosity kills the cat'.

If this cat hadn't let her curiosity get the best of her, she would be dead in a few days, so technically speaking 'Curiosity saved the cat'.

The warm water soothed my tensed muscles and I sighed in relaxation before shampooing my hair and washing my body.

After showering I stepped out and wrapped the towel around me and walked over to the sink and brushed my teeth, I don't like brushing my teeth in the shower, it feels weird.

Feeling refreshed I walked over to my closet which now was almost empty, it angered me knowing in a few hours I will never be seeing this place again because I was betrayed.

Doing light make up, I wore my wrist watch and placed a gun between my back and waistband of my jeans.

Checking the time I saw it was 7:15. Time to leave.

I took my purse and my two trolley suitcases and of course my iPhone with its charger and ear plugs and stuffed it in my purse then with one last look I left my room and left the mansion to see a limo waiting for me with a guard and a driver standing outside waiting for me.

Walking over to them with my suitcases I handed it to them and asked, "Where is Albelino and the others?"

"Behind you darling." I turned around to see all of the Devils walking out.

"You know considering that I'm a woman, aren't you guys supposed to be ready before me?"

"Every man has their own needs." Ayer said, yea and that's masturbation.

"Seriously, you're taking that much with you?" Chauncey said amused, he was the third in command, underboss in other words.

I fake scoffed which didn't seem fake to them.

"Are you kidding me? I'm going to treat these 3 days like vacation." I said acting frustrated.

"Okay, okay. Don't get your panties In a twist. Vacation like you did all the shit in this house." He said laughing while getting in the limo and I raised my eyebrows at him while others laughed at his joke.

I rolled my eyes and fake smiled and got in the limo then sat in front of him, "I didn't realize fucking bitches as a sport was known as working."

"Chienne" (Bitch) he muttered under his breath.

Knowing he was annoyed now I relaxed into my seat and looked around to see that in this limo it was only Al, Ayer, Chauncey and I were while the rest were in the other limo.

Well at least I won't get to be in the same limo as Leo Fucking Mathis.

As I waited for the limo to reach the airport I stayed alert on any movement in the limo without being noticed. "Bella, how are you going to seduce Marco?" My corrupt boss questioned me.

"The same way I have done all my life but with him more cautious I bet he is dangerous." I answered looking at him dead in the eye.

"Good. Don't get killed." The last sentence had my ears perk up but I didn't let them notice, obviously.

"And what makes you think that I am going to get killed?" I challenged, now everyone in the car was listening attentively to our conversation.

"The fact that Marco is the most strongest man alive in the Mafia business, maybe the most intelligent, for now." He replied challenging me back.

I just smirked,"Trust me, I'm not dying tomorrow or the day after that or anytime soon." I waited for his reply but he just did a 'hmm'.

Even though they think highly of me in my abilities they still underestimate me, I am capable of many things, things that I don't even know off yet.

Soon the limo stopped and I grabbed my purse before jumping out of the limo and walking over to my suitcase which had my clothes in it and opened it taking out my dress that I had decided to hang in the Jets closet.

I walked inside the jet and sighed and then walked over to the closet and opened it and hung my dress. I walked over to my favorite seat in the limo and fell into it while others entered the limo.

"No one. I repeat no one will dare to ruin my dress that's in the closet!" I warned them because I really liked the dress, it was elegant yet sexy.

"Fine, not like we want to, wouldn't want to get my balls chopped off." Fitz said and I fake smiled towards him and closed my eyes.

The flight time of Paris to Rome wasn't very long, estimated time would be 2 hours only, I had nothing to instead of just laying there and listen to music or hear their talking voices, trying to hold myself back from cutting their tongues.

Sometimes I wonder what my life would have been like if I weren't ever dragged into the Mafia world. What would I have become? A teacher? Would I have been kind hearted or still the same heartless killer that I am today? Would I ever have had my heart broken? I would obviously have had friends that were actually normal people and not just murderers.

I pulled out my earplugs and my phone and started listening to songs and while waiting to reach Rome, Italy, with my thoughts drifting over to Marco for an unknown reason again.

*

"Bella"

"Bella"

"Beeeellllaaa"

I felt someone shook me awake as I peeled my eyes open. "Get off your ass, we're here." Farrin woke me up and I sighed. It was a nice two hour sleep.

I stood up from the sofa and went over to the closet and took out my dress and stepped out of the jet squinting my eyes from the bright sunlight striking in my eyes, literally blinding me, they should have a training for this I swear to god.

I stepped off the plane, stretched my legs and headed over to the limo waiting for me and handed over my dress to the driver.

"Don't. Ruin. The. Dress." I said tauntingly and his face paled and he nodded his head quickly before scurrying away to put the dress in the limo nicely.

He looked at me asking if the way he put it was okay and I nodded and thanked him then sat in the limo with Albelino, Ayer and Chauncey.

"Hey what's the time here in Rome?" Chauncey asked and we all looked at him like he grew 2 heads.

"It's the same Idiot!" Ayer said in disbelief. "You know for a underboss, you're not that smart." I said looking at him in disbelief as well.

He rolled his eyes and muttered a 'whatever'. After that nobody spoke and in 20 minutes we reached the safe house.

As each minute passed by I got more and more closer to the time for me to leave them, and I couldn't wait any longer for that. I stepped into the safe house and all the men there stopped to look at me.

Everyone in the French Mafia has heard about me, most haven't met me. So when I stepped inside, their first guess would have been 'the female assassin'.

Albelino and the other came up behind me, Albelino lead the way showing each of us our rooms, when he showed me my room, I entered it and looked around then turned back around to the limo to get my stuff and saw it sitting at the entrance and my dress laying perfectly on the table that was beside the entrance.

The mansion was big and beautiful but not as much as the one in Paris was, this too had a Victorian style to it, gold color with pillars all around, this one had a more vintage or ancient look to it while the one in Paris had a slight modern look to it.

I firstly took my dress to my room with me, passing hallways, remembering my way to my room I hung the dress in the closet then went out for the suitcases but a man was already bringing it for me.

I don't remember asking for any help.

"I never asked for your help." I said plainly looking up at him.

"I know, but anything for a pretty girl." He said flirtatiously
He was being nice but I currently I wasn't in the mood for it.

"Whatever" I replied and turned around.

"You know I don't understand why they are so afraid of you, you're short, you're a girl and thin nothing like Ronda rousey."

That made me turn around.

"What's your name?" I asked Mr.Ass.

"Darren"

"Well Darren how about we go right now and I'll show you why?" I said challenging him. He smirked at me.

"I'll lead the way then." With that we left my room and I followed him to the training area he took me and I took off my booties and folded up my sleeves then stepped on the Mat, he did the same and stood in front me.

Other who were there stopped to look at the scene that was to foreplay in front of them. He went for a punch and dodged it instantly and grabbed his arm twisting it and then flipping him, when he was on the floor I leaned down and took his arm again twisting it further, I was taught to have no mercy.

"Do you now know why they are afraid of me?" I asked him in a low voice and he nodded quickly, "Get this in your head, women are not to be underestimated, we can do things the same as men but sometimes better." With that I let go of his arm and walked away and to my room.

I checked the time to see it was just 11:00 am and so decided to take a tour of the house and maybe if there is a pool, a little swim.

*

The mansion was beautiful both from the inside and the outside, the others during my tour tried to be friends with me, but I just made them an acquaintance since I didn't want them to get close since I wasn't going to be here tomorrow or even after that.

"Bella!" Al called me from behind. "What?" I asked him turning around."Marco called me, the dinner has been moved to today, so it's 1:30 pm, go and start getting ready, be ready by 5 we have to be there by 6, the ride is long." He said to me.

"Where is the dinner anyway?" I asked curiously.

"It's being held in one of the hotels he owns, this one is far away so it'll be a long drive there." He answered and I nodded then headed to my room to get ready.

I showered and shampooed again because of the swim I had and washed my body then stepped out and started blow drying my hair and then wore my undergarments.

After spending an hour trying to make the perfect hair I curled them and let it fall over my shoulders and the went on to doing my make up slightly more than usual and then went to wear my dress, it was a beautiful dark red, long bodycon dress with a slit for my leg.

After wearing it I decided to fix my hair again and wore my accessories and went to look at myself in the mirror, I sighed at the sight of me in the mirror and went on to defense by wearing a thigh holster and having 3 knives there with a gun. I grabbed my clutch from my suitcase and stuffing it with another gun with extra ammo and my phone.

I applied perfume and stepped out of the room with my heels in my hands and descended down the stairs with every man in the house staring right at me.

"Don't you look just stunning?!" I heard Ayer say from behind as he wrapped his arm around my shoulders, "Shut up." I said to him taking his arm off my shoulder, "Is everyone else ready?" I asked him and looked at his attire, he was wearing a tuxedo, he looked hot but I wasn't really going to admit it anyway.

"Let's go shall we?" Al came to us smirking and I smirked back and followed him to the limo, we were sitting the same way as before. I sat in the car for another 1 hour again now, God how much I hate car rides nowadays.

Finally we reached our destination and I looked up to the tall building in front of me, it was beyond beautiful! Albelino got out of the car and the driver opened the door for me as I stepped out, I had my arm wrapped around Albelino's as we walked towards the entrance and there stood the most handsome man I had ever seen in my entire existence.

I noticed that we were walking towards him, my eyes locked with his ocean like light blue eyes, his stare was as if he was looking right in my soul. I started getting nervous.

Wait, what? Nervous?

I was getting nervous? Well that's a first.

"Marco!" Albelino called out to him as we reached to him and in a blink of an eye we were standing right in front of him, he was taller than Albelino, slightly an inch or two, his eyes never left mine and he smirked.

The man in front of me was Giovanni Marco Enzo, The most powerful man in all of Mafia, The king of all Mafia kings.

The sexiest Greek god on Planet earth.

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