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Her Mafia Don. Chapter Six
That meant 'shut up'.Lilian pushed me into the house while Joseph made sure the door was locked.She threw her purse and jacket on the sofa and caught my hair in her tight grip."So you're a harlot now, eh?" she questioned."Ma'am please, you're hurting me---"I screamed again as this time around, Joseph's belt slashed across my back and legs."Shut up!" he growled, and I choked on the screams."So that's what you've been doing, selling your body for money. I always knew you were cheap!" Lilian yelled and pushed me to the floor with so much force. I hit my head on the table and applied pressure to ease the pain and prevent swelling."Ma'am, Sir, I don't know what you're talking about, I'm not a whore," I yelled back."Oh yeah?" Joseph taunted, edging closer and swirling his belt. "You think we didn't see you?""You misunderstood!" I yelled again."Now you're big to talk back at us, eh?" another slash from the belt, this time on my face, but I was quick enough to block with my hands.
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Hi, good afternoon Mrs Crosby, Mrs William. Welcome," Lilian said in a sweet voice.Those were the social workers. I see now."What brings you here today? You didn't tell us you'll be coming. My husband and I just returned home.""We were in the neighborhood," said Jackie Crosby, with a smile, "and decided to stop by and see how Anne's doing.""Aren't you going to let us in?" Iness William asked with a less friendly tone and more suspicions."Of course," Joseph said, and Lilian laughed nervously as they ushered the women inside."Please sit down," Lilian said."So, where's Emily?" Jackie Crosby asked happily."Anne....well you see...Emily is----""Not back from school," Joseph completed."Yeah, exactly. You know how studious she is. Always making good grades and all that. We're proud of her," Lilian said and leaned on Joseph's shoulder, posing a fake picture of a happy family."Okay....," Iness William drawled, still doubting. "Why's your sitting room a shamble?""I left early, I have
Last Updated : 2023-06-08Her Mafia Don. Chapter Eight
The bedside clock beeped for the third time now.I was already awake.I hadn't slept a wink last night. I had tossed and turned, because Emily had been on my mind. What was she hiding?Unable to sleep, I sat up and reached for my laptop on the chest of drawers beside my bed, switched it on, clicked on Google app and the search box.Now this was stupid.What to type?I typed Emily Bush and clicked on search.There were results, but none of her.What did I expect?I drummed my fingers on my thigh and thought of what next.Eleventh grade students of Dellany High, 2016/2017Go.The list appeared, but it's not like they'd give personal information about students.I shook my head and pushed the laptop aside in frustration.I walked downstairs to the kitchen for a glass of water.I lived alone, apart from Festus. I needed a break from the servants underfoot lifestyle, which was the kind of life I lived back in Italy.Although I suspected that the reason papà agreed for me to come and live he
Last Updated : 2023-06-08Her Mafia Don. Chapter Nine
Strange.Lorenzo wasn't in class.Quite odd, because he always was. Whenever I came in late, he was the first person I set my eyes on.Hey, he's my seatmate, nothing romantic about that.Maybe he's running late... or maybe he's angry at me for yesterday?Nope, he's definitely running late.An hour later.No Lorenzo.I'm too concerned, but that's just because I'm guilty.I got out of class and went to the garage, where I saw his car, and the driver. So, where was he?I walked to him."Hi, good morning."He broke into a smile when he recognized me, or was it something more hello miss."Umm...I haven't seen Lorenzo in class today, where's he?""Oh, he's in school. But very busy.""Busy?" Doing what?"Sì, busy. But he asked me to give you this," he reached into the car and brought out a brown paper bag.I peered inside and smiled. Doughnuts. So he wasn't angry with me anymore."Thanks. And please tell him I apologized for yesterday.""Okay."I waved and walked back to class.Damn this old
Last Updated : 2023-06-08Her Mafia Don. Chapter Ten
Did she get it?" I asked Festus as I got out of the office to the car."Sì, and she said to tell you that she's sorry about yesterday.""Oh," I said.It's not like I was even angry at her. But it's still good that she felt guilty enough to apologize."Alright let's go," I said and climbed into the backseat."Wait, aren't you going to---""Festus...."The man might be older, thirty two actually, but he was so nosy."Signor, I was going to ask if you're not going to school today.""Oh....I'm not. Gotta get busy."With that I climbed into the car, and I think I heard him muttering, "If you like the girl just go for it and stop acting all bossy," before he entered the driver seat and turned on the ignition.I sighed, ignored him..Keeping my bag carefully in the wardrobe, I changed into something more casual and ordered pizza for lunch, which I ate at the dining alone. Festus refused to eat what he called American junk foodBut yet, we still ate pizza in Italy. In fact, pizza originated
Last Updated : 2023-06-08Her Mafia Don. Chapter Eleven
Jackie's Notes: Summary of The Emily case file as put together by Jackie Crosby of NYCSS on June 6th, 2002. Emily had always been special, and personally I've grown more fond of her than I have of any other child I've been assigned to. She was found as a baby, and kept in the orphanage until she clocked two when she was given into the care of a childless couple, George and Tina Cormack. Frequent visit showed that they took care of and loved her as their own, until they had their own child, and poor Emily began to feel side casted. Noticing this, we moved her over to another couple, Adrian and Nina Johnson, who had three kids of their own. After a while, we discovered that Emily grew unhappy each day, but yet she wouldn't talk about it. She'd become secretive. We decided to move her again, and this was her will. Roland and Esther Davis were her next foster parents, and they had a daughter about Emilys age, so she was excited that she had a playmate. But frequent visits proved tha
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Lilian and Joseph were still not back.Some free time to my self.There was nothing to do than to lay down on the couch and think. About the usual things; my parents.I'll give anything for them to find me.The next day Lorenzo wasn't in school again, and neither was his car or driver.This made me realize that I really enjoyed his company, and that I knew nothing about him.Or him about me, but I wouldn't dwell on that.I'm sure he had major concerns with home and stuff.I just hope he's OK.And today, I was back to starving for the day.At least Joseph and Lilian didn't lay a hand on me today. They slept in and didn't wake up until I left.Maybe that was a sign of good things to come.I pray so.NYCSS_HQ (New York City Social Services)The receptionist was openly flirting. I could see that. And she was way older than me, maybe 26 or so. She was pretty though, I'll give her that.She made a slow seductive smile."Mrs William is busy now, but she'll see you in a few minutes...." she l
Last Updated : 2023-06-08Her Mafia Don. Chapter thirteen
She raised an eyebrow. "Yes, but you should talk to my partner, Jackie Crosby, she's in charge ...""I know, but I want to talk to you."Then she smiled suddenly."Does your parents know you're here?"Wait, was she insinuating that I was too young or..."Pardon?"She waved me off with her hand."That wasn't funny, you know?""Yes, I just love making dry jokes," she said and laughed at herself.Yep, dry joke indeed.But I had no time to waste."I'm a friend of Emily," I said, and I wondered why I did. Emily and I were just mates. "And although she refuses to talk about it, I know she's being maltreated. The other day, I found a hand imprint on her cheek, and she was evasive on the subject. She's hungry a lot, hassled most times..." I sighed.Iness leaned closer. "I've been suspecting that for a time now. But I don't have evidence.""And that's what I'm here for. I'm proposing we work together. Emily doesn't want to talk, but we could dig up info. The pointers are there, you just aren't
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Her Mafia Don. Chapter Forty
Emily As soon as I lay on my bed, I dozed off due to the countless hours spent under the sun, which was totally different from ours in New York. When I awoke, I felt hungry, but Prudence told me that it was past dinner time and that there was food for me somewhere in the kitchen. However, the sight of pieces of chicken floating in a bowl of wine just made my appetite vanish instantly, and I made an excuse to Prudence.Once I was sure the coast was clear, I went back into the kitchen to have some tea and something light. Then I felt arms around my waist, and I stiffened. First off, I wasn't used to all this 'touchy-touchy' stuff, so it came as a surprise. Second, I thought it might be Sergio, because honestly, the way the guy keeps staring at me, even though I'm aware, gives me the creeps. But then I felt his soft breath behind my ear and a tingle where his finger brushed my skin to take out the earphone. I knew it was Lorenzo even before he spoke. I don't know where that connection c
Her Mafia Don. Chapter Thirty Nine
Lorenzo Vittorio and Fillipe crowded directly behind me, while the other men were seated behind as I opened the box and looked inside. It was filled with different weapons, mostly illegal. That's what made the business fun."This would be worth a thousand," said Fillipe as I closed it."Sì, and it'll be delivered to the 'Market' tonight," I said and walked to the table."Great work, guys," I said to the inside guys who nodded.As we walked outside together, Vittorio, Fillipe, and I, Vittorio said, "Son, about the marriage?""He's already found a bride," Fillipe said, "We're just waiting for the introduction."Vittorio raised an eyebrow at me. "So, what's keeping you?""Nothing, I—Nothing.""Look Lorenzo, I hope you aren't forgetting about the enemies out there?""I haven't," I replied and drove home.When I got home that evening, I dragged my tired self up the stairs to my bedroom and dumped my briefcase on the bed. Then I ran a hot shower and took a very refreshing bath, and dressed
Her Mafia Don. Chapter Thirty Eight
EmilyIf I were to stay in this house like this all day, I'd die of boredom, I reasoned as I looked out through my window at the vast green fields and the vines. I knew that like Spain, Italy was another home of wines. I just didn't imagine living right next to one.With a sigh, I left the window and began to pace. I didn't want to run into either Portia, Cosima, or Sergio. But I wasn't going to stay in here forever. I squared my shoulders and put on my toughest face, then walked out with my earphones in my ears. That way I wouldn't have to mind them.Sure enough, I saw them in the sitting room, the two women, deep in whatever they were talking about. I eyed them for a brief moment as Portia sent me a 'Have a fucking morning on your way out' look. For someone as young as herself, she really took extra effort to be mean. Maybe. Whatever. I shook my head.Cosima"But Aunt, I have to go. Dad wants me. And besides, Lorenzo has already gotten a wife. What'll I be here for?" I asked Portia
Her Mafia Don. Chapter Thirty Seven
I pinched my nose tightly to stop myself from laughing, but Lorenzo had already stopped. Now he smiled ever so slightly that you wouldn't even know he's smiling if you didn't look closely."I'm... sorry about that. I always get carried away by the littlest things that aren't funny," I said when I got my breath back.He nodded. "I was wondering too. Although I must admit I find your childishness quite amusing.""Me childish!?" I asked, the frown returning to my face. "Lorenzo, I am not the one who just leaves a friend without a note, or comes in to apologize for his mother's intolerable attitude in the worst way possible!"He ran a hand across his face and rubbed his closed eyes."You done?" he asked."Huh?""Emily, why can't you just let go of the past? You want to be hooked with it forever?"I suddenly remembered Lilian and her husband, and the maltreatment..."No," I answered in a whisper and cuddled myself tight.I'll never get used to the pains that came with each stinging whip or
Her Mafia Don. Chapter Thirty Six
EmilyWith a loud yawn, I sluggishly opened my eyes to see that dawn had just descended. This waking up early stuff has really been ingrained in my system, and I think I'm beginning to tire of it. Knowing that I won't be able to get back to sleep, I threw my legs over the bed and went to the bathroom, after glancing at the digital clock that read 05:48 AM.In the bathroom, I splashed water on my face and brushed my teeth. I saw some fancy lotion on the plate which said, "Spotless Face." I rolled my eyes. My face was kind of rough, yeah, but I wasn't used to using synthetic get-beautiful-quick stuff. I'm a natural. Yeah, that's because Lilian never let me have any girly-girl things. I shook my head. She's in the past... in the past...I spun on my heels to run a shower, and that's when the events of the previous evening came back to me, like the water I splashed on my face earlier. Those people will never accept me. Portia... Sergio... Cosima... I wasn't one of them in terms of class, r
Her Mafia Don. Chapter Thirty Five
I narrated the dinner to her."And yeah. I'm still hungry.""Aw Emily. So sorry. But don't you think you're being hard on the guy?"Truthfully... was I? I shunned the thought."Gotta go, Wen. Talk to you later.""OK, bye."I hung up and resumed listening to my music. I was so engrossed in it that I didn't hear the knock on my door, or its opening, until I felt a hand on my shoulder."Aaahh!" I screamed a little and jumped in fright, only to pull the earphones from my ears and turn to see Lorenzo standing behind me, hands folded, and a neutral expression on his handsome face.I cleared my throat, realizing that I'd practically acted like an easily frightened kid."Oh, it's you.""Scared you, didn't I?" he asked in a low tone."No. What are you doing in here? Couldn't you knock?"He raised an amused eyebrow at me, and that's when I realized that the additional drumbeat in the music background was actually his knocking. I facepalmed myself."I wanted to... look, you shouldn't pay heed to
Her Mafia Don. Chapter Thirty Four
I knew I would be tired. Running the wine business and the Mafia at the same time was exhausting. But there had to be a reason why papà left both legacies in my name and none in Sergio's. And I was going to find out that reason before I thought of splitting the shares.I got into the back of the car with a smiling Festus at the wheel."So, signore, she's here?" he asked.I sensed the need for gossip, so I said, "Just drive."Truth be told, Emily was on my mind. The way she reacted when she saw me and when she found out we were getting married was still on my mind. Did I hurt her so bad that she was filled with such... hatred for me? I didn't want to think about that now. I was late to dinner; who knew what Portia had up her sleeves."Festus, step on it."I watched as Emily sat rigidly at the table, and Portia had a look of satisfaction on her face. I knew that something had gone wrong. Just then, Emily got up from the table. She bumped into me as I was about to enter, but she didn't s
Her Mafia Don. Chapter Thirty Three
Um...I'm...""She's your brother's bride," Portia announced dully and waved a hand in my direction. I saw Sergio's handsome face screw up in a frown."Where did he get her from?""My thought exactly," Camelia chirped in. "I'm thinking that maybe there was a favor somewhere.""Excuse me," I said more loudly this time. "Didn't any of you know about this?" I asked as I glanced at them all."Now, first of all, you have no right to speak unless spoken to," Portia said. "Do you understand? Here, we have rules. We do not live life on reckless impulse as you do back in the U.S. and A.""What do you—""And we do not talk back," she cut me off with a cold stare, resting her chin on her linked manicured fingers which glittered from the number of rings on them.It was pointless saying anything. The food hadn't even arrived, and I was already uncomfortable. I nodded, but then my eyes caught Sergio's, and he was still staring at me... like he was sizing me up or something."So, tell us your name. F
Her Mafia Don. Chapter Thirty Two
I bounced twice on my bed in my room, whose main theme was blue. The bedclothes were different shades of blue, from the lightest, which was kinda light blue, to the upper one, which was a deeper shade. The curtains and window blinds were drawn, allowing the midday sun to seep in and bathe the room in a cool blue glow."How'd you know that my favorite color is blue?" I asked Prudence, who was helping me add finishing touches to the room, like where to keep my box."I didn't, he did.""Oh."She came to sit beside me. "I can remember when Lorenzo came back from the U.S. and A., he and Festus—""Festus?" I cut her off, not wanting to hear anything about him. "Where's he? I'd like to see him.""He's on duty now.""Alright. Please tell him I said hi.""Sì. So, back to dinner. The whole family will be there: his mother—""You mean his mother?"I slipped my arms into the sleeves of my turtleneck and put on jeans that stopped at my ankles. I ran my fingers through my hair (I'm so used to doing
