All Chapters of The Mafia Princess : Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

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

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

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,

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

Sofia's POV"Smoke cigarette, cancer in the chest like cardiac arrest..." I mumbled to Juice WRLD's 'Cigarettes' as I moved out of my apartment, dragging my suitcase behind carefully behind me.I turned to lock my door when I noticed my fat landlord moving towards my direction and the movement of his jaws tells me he was speaking to me."Excuse me..." I said to him and slowly removed the headset that restricted my hearing ability to narrowly him say, "You're leaving?""Temporarily"He nods calmly and I could see his eyes scrutinizing the suitcase beside me.'What do you want? Old man' I couldn't help but curse inside of me when he said, "I can lower your bills for the next few months. You've been here for years and have never defaulted in payment until now"Oh... That was when I recalled I haven't paid for rent for the past month because I was running out of the money my uncle had left for me.The old man didn't show up until now. Maybe he thinks I'm running away now.I made to speak