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Sofia's POV"Sofia..."Oh my God.. She knows it's me.How? How exactly?"Why do you speak like Sofia?" She added and this made me stare directly at her, beads of sweat still scattered all over my forehead."Are you alright?" Her little voice asked me and I managed to calm myself down.A sigh of relief that my cover wasn't blown but I'm under the suspicion of a child.She must have noticed from the way I communicate with her but how is that still possible?I trained myself for months... years... to change the way I act and communicate with people when using my Aurora DE Santa identity.Aurora DE Santa is supposed to be someone else entirely.Did I let my emotions slip in and allow Sofia to surface a little?Oh shit. Fvck me!"Sofia...?" I laughed nervously and rubbed the side of my face.Lily let down her head and played with the helm of her dress, "Yes. She used to be lovely like you""And I speak like her?" I scratched the back of my head nervously."I think I'm just missing her and-
The Mafia Princess 1. The Job
Sofia's POVStaring out of the cab's window, I could tell it was about to rain as darkness slowly covered the surface of the street. "Hey, Little Miss. We're here" An old voice sounded not far from me and I tilt my head gently to see the grey-haired cabman staring at me with his dim eyes.I guess I was distracted to notice when the vehicle came to a stop.Quickly, I handed over a euro note to him before alighting the vehicle and slamming the door closed. "Keep the change," I told him without looking back and I think I heard him say,"Tante grazie" before driving off.Eleven years old me took a deep breath and lifted my eyes to see the small bungalow in front of me.The entrance was covered completely with the perfectly mowed square lawn except for the narrow brick pathway that lead to the door of the building.My father had messaged me earlier that afternoon to meet him at the bungalow we had on this particular street instead of driving home after school.As I got closer, I couldn't
The Mafia Princess 2. The Mysterious Caller
Sofia's POVWhat the hell did I just hear him say? He seems to have paused, definitely waiting for my response but I was just too stunned to speak.Was he kidding right now?The caller continued speaking after my prolonged silence."Miss Sofia. Are you there? Can you hear me?"I cleaned my face with my hand and cleared my throat. "Sure. I'm Sofia Dante; the professional therapist on On-help. How may I be of help Mr... ? ""Good... I tried contacting you via your mail but it was invalid so I called the number on your profile" He spoke politely and calmly, and I couldn't help but smile and scratch the back of my head. "My boss needs your therapy service. What do you say 6 pm today? I'll send a vehicle over to pick you up from the address on your profile. That's your current address, right?" He inquired.I stammered as I responded to him. "Sure... Y-yeah. You're right, that's my address" Did he say he'll send a vehicle over? He also talked about a boss. This person must be fvcking r
The Mafia Princess 3. The Bet
Clancy's POVThis is not the first time I survived a near-death experience and definitely not going to be the last. I alighted from the dirt bike in the garage with a briefcase in my possession and staggered away with pain coursing through my entire body. I might not fear death but still, I'm a human who feels and hears the whispers of death saying, 'You might not be so lucky next time, mortal man'My face was covered with the blood of those I'd stabbed to death that evening and my white long sleeve was soaked with my blood.I had a bullet wound on my shoulder and it was bleeding nonstop, weakening my body with each passing moment.I would have been able to withstand that pain but I had others coming from the bleeding slashes at my back.Tonight was rough, like every other night I decided to take on risky mafia tasks on my own.Call me stubborn but I spent all my life as the Underboss of the family who carried out dirty jobs while the boss relaxed and dished out instructions.I'm th
The Mafia Princess 4. Kidnapped(1)
Sofia's POVI grumbled out of my sleep with a heavy headache at the back of my head.Could this exactly be termed as a deep sleep? Um...For a moment, my head was blank and void of memories but when I rubbed my sleepy eyes, they came running through like a herd of angry zombies.The caller. The therapy service. The driver. The macho.I was drugged... Okay... Wait a minute... It was more of... I was fvcking kidnapped.Whatever shit was passed into my system was strong as fvck and I couldn't fight until I passed out.By the way, where am I?It wasn't a cell like every fantasy book I read. Instead, I found myself sitting on a bouncy sofa in the luxurious living room of a building.I raised my head to see the crystal chandelier holding electric bulbs swinging graciously and the sight alone was satisfying to me. It looked expensive and I instantly concluded my kidnapper must be a rich person. The thought of the Rolls-Royce that was supposed to pick me up that evening supported my rich k
The Mafia Princess 5. Therapy With Mr. Pompous
Sofia's POVFor a moment, I had forgotten the reason I was here or rather kidnapped.I just wanted to admire the cold look on his face for as long as I can and watch him stare back at me with those emerald-green eyes.The fact that he doesn't care if we had the same type of eyes hurts me deeply and even for once, I wanted him to say something about it.We had our seats on the opposite sides of the glass table and I was lost in my wild thoughts.I don't know what was going on with me but there could only be one answer.My heart was racing crazily for this random hot stranger and I pushed the blame on the loneliness I've experienced all these years.All by myself.But why now? I met with a couple of men during my job hunt that day and did not feel this insane emotion until now.I thought love at first sight is a fairy tale. A fvcking fiction to make a story look good but I was beginning to think the opposite.I just met this man and I'm turning into something else.'Wake up to reality,
The Mafia Princess 6. Origin Of Sofia Di Marco
Sofia's POVI was awakened from my sleep that morning by the bright sunlight piercing forcefully into my closed eyes and I couldn't help but grumble and stretch out my hands. Another morning of loneliness. I stumbled out of my bed and looked outside the open blinds to see the people roaming the street for the activity of the day. I yawned one last time and blinked my emerald-coloured eyes. It's been one week since I met with Mr Pompous and it's been almost impossible to erase him from my mind. Just when I think I'm free, his face and voice would come knocking at the door of my head. Asking to stay rent-free for all eternity. I want to forget him. I really want to but it's been impossible. I keep pushing the blame on the fact that I've been lonely for a very long time and a glimpse of connectedness sends my heart leaping and craving for more. That's right. I want more; I want to see his face one last time, his voice, I want that feeling that's void of loneliness.That feeling
The Mafia Princess 7. Dale's Offer
I felt my head exploding for a moment. Mental explosion.Cold shivers run down my spine.I wasn't sure what was causing that reaction in me.It should be his request but maybe there was more to it.Mr Pompous' private therapist. What the fvck?He knew I wasn't certified. Maybe Dale doesn't.This is the last thing someone like me would expect and the thought of it alone caused my heart to race strongly."Sofia? Are you there?" Dale's voice questioned loudly and I sighed with my eyes shut, rethinking the offer he just dropped."No" I responded affirmatively and open my eyes with a heavy heart.Before hanging up the call, I added, "I'm Sorry, um... Pick someone better than me to do the job"As I dropped the phone on my bed, my heart pricked strongly and I noticed my breathing was beginning to rise.I was panicking because I just rejected an offer to be close to Mr Pompous.I was crazy to feel his presence again but another part of me felt it was wrong.Wrong to be obsessed with a strange
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