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Looking at myself in the mirror I studied my reflection. I exhaled a long surrendering sigh into the quiet that was my bedroom. I kept telling myself to keep it together, I had to be strong; I am Isabella Martin del Campo, my father is capo to the New York Mob. .......... My father arranged my marriage with capo of LA ( Anthony Romero) He is heart less ruthless murder. He is possessive and cold.His words are final in capo's world. .............. LET'S SEE HOW THIS STORY TURNS OUT WHEN THERE IS WAR GOING ON .......... " Isabella" He says in cold voice "yes" I replied shaken with fear "This is important, otherwise I wouldn't be calling," I assured him. He made an annoyed noise before speaking up. "Let me guess, this has to do with your boyfriend." His tone dropped about two octaves and immediately my body chilled with goosebumps. He didn't like Alex, and never bothered hiding it. "Yes...What did Marcello say or do to him?" I tried to sound impassive. Anthony wasn't easily fooled though. "That's not your business. You are making it very easy for me to consider putting a hit on him." That wasn't a joke. "You wouldn't," I whispered. "You don't know me very well, princess." ......... Mature scenes , violence, guns, are present in story ... ... ALL REVIEWS AND SUGGESTIONS ARE WELCOMED Story completed
Chapter 1 - My 14th birthday
