All Chapters of Mafia's Second Daughter: Chapter 11 - Chapter 20

August 11, 20238 P.M.Never in her entire life did she miss a shot.Marcella’s aiming for her target that is approaching. Leonardo Marchetti, ten years of age, is her target according to the order from higher-up. Regardless of age, gender, and status in society, Marcella doesn’t mind. She’s a sharp-shooter and the most famous in the organization she belongs to.She is about to shoot the boy in the chest when gets distracted by a familiar voice. Marcella accidentally pulls the trigger and shoots the boy in the shoulder.“Ahh!”“Leo!” They hear another gunshot that almost hit Mariella. Marcella immediately roams her sight and notices someone hiding from afar. She points her gun at him and shoots the guy in the hand. The guy shouts in pain before escaping. Marcella gives her daughter a quick glance before taking her exit.‘How come you’re here, piccolina? Damn it!’Leo cries in pain while Mariella’s eyes are bloodshot and cannot think straight. It’s her first time seeing someone bein

"... Do you hear me?"Leo is in complete silence waiting for Mariella to respond but she is still in deep sleep."Mariella," he holds her warm little hand. "Please… wake up." He lightly shakes her hand.'Who dared to do this to you? Hm?' He says in his mind."Mariella—"He hears footsteps outside the room and the clicking of doorknob. Leo immediately hides on the other side of the bed.Under the bed, he sees a foot wearing slippers and hospital pants. Also, an IV stand. Curiosity kills him so he takes a peek of the man standing at the other side."You haven't woken up yet?" He utters in a sad tone. "Too weak to survive this world."Leo widens his eyes when he witnesses what the man is going to do."This is for your sake, for the Mafia." "Señor!" Leo reveals himself and the man, in his surprise, accidentally drops the syringe in his hand."Who… what are you doing here?!" Anger is written in the man's face."Señor Enrico…" There is no fear in Leo's face while clenching his fists. "What

“Opss…” The bullies bump onto Mariella’s back and she almost falls on the ground. Thanks to her fast reflexes, she immediately stops it from happening. “You’re blocking our way.”They laugh and exit the campus. Mariella wants to fight back but she promised her mother not to make any trouble in school again. She almost gets kicked out from school when she takes her revenge on those bullies.“Fight back,” Rocco appears beside her and walks with her.“I wanted to,” She’s clenching her fist and imagining those bullies being beaten by her.“You wanted it? Then do it.”“I made a promise to mamma.”“Promises are meant to be broken.” Rocco smirks.“Tss… you’re such a bad influence.”“Yeah, yeah. I am. But you never do what I am telling you.”“Because I know what’s right and wrong. Good and bad.”“You’re maturing, huh?” He’s teasing her. She’s been childish in the past years but little by little, she learns how the world works. “Just wait and they will stop pestering you.”Mariella squints her

"Your birthday's around the corner. What do you want?" Marcella asks while having breakfast with Mariella. She's turning twelve and she can't think of the gift."Just a simple celebration, mamma." She responds since Mirabella will celebrate too and it will probably be grand because she's the heir."Sure, whatever you want." Marcella smiles at her daughter before finishing her meal and leaves Mariella to take care of.Mariella always wonders if her mother doesn't get tired of taking care of the two of them."I'm gone for a week to do business stuff." Leo suddenly appears in front of her and speaks. She just got outside the campus after a long tiring day.Mariella just raises her eyebrow, looking at him who is waiting for her response, while her arms are crossed on her chest."You might think I ditch you—""I don't have to know your whereabouts.""You might miss me, you know?""As if." She slightly scoffs and starts walking but Leo follows her."Wanna have some Cannoli?""No thanks.""C

“Mamma…” Mariella touches Marcella’s gravestone. Tears keep running down her cheeks and she doesn’t bother to wipe it. She is left alone with her uncle in the cemetery since the rain starts pouring so hard as if the sky feels her sorrow, and wants to join Mariella’s grieving heart.“Let’s go,” Marcello said while holding a black umbrella to cover Mariella who was kneeling on the mud. He ignores the fact that he starts getting soaked. “Get up. You’ll get sick.” He pulls her and with lifeless eyes, Mariella just stares at the gravestone. She lets her uncle pull her away until they get inside the car.Silently, she watches the rain sliding through the car’s glass window. Due to the heavy rain, the surroundings got kind of foggy. Marcello doesn’t utter a word while driving. He knew his niece. She needs quiet time to think. She just lost her mother.“Let me live with you, uncle.” She said while still looking outside, silently hoping that her beloved uncle would agree to her wish.“Sorry, k