•Innocence•

•42• unexpected •

Arabella's POV

It's been a few hours since my punishment, and I'm still in pain, not a immense amount, but it's there.

I had been running around all goddamn day now, just cleaning and dusting random stuff around the house, that was all I was told to do.

Everyone was acting so weird the second I stepped foot into that kitchen, death stares were shot at me left and right.

I mean I hadn't been here for a few weeks so obviously people were bound to act weird, they probably thought I was sleeping with the Don, and I kind of was I guess but people don't need to know that.

They may even be thinking that I'm only back because he had gotten rid of me, got sick of me or something.

Well, I hope he hasn't, I mean. I don't think he has?

What If I'm annoying him and that's why he told me to go to some cleaning?

Ugh!

What if he doesn't like me any more? Or gave up on me because I wouldn't sleep with him?

Well we both know that wasn't what had happened..

He left me there that night, all on my own with no one. It makes me mad every time I think of that night.

Or maybe I pissed him off so much at the mall, that he thought even the punishment wasn't enough to set me straight.

You know what, I need to stop all this over thinking! It's not good.

I make my way into some random guest bedroom, and to my surprise the room was so dirty, shit everywhere.

I shouldn't be surprised though, literal pigs live in this house. Mafia men live here.

It honestly scares me every time I walk past a man here, just because I know he probably has a gun snug around his waist in a Hollister.

I mean, any normal person would be scared.

I gawk down at the mess in front of me in shock, what the hell? There's even dirty bras and underwear scattered around the room carelessly on the floor.

I walk into the room further, inspecting every inch.

To my surprise, I find a condom wrapper, ew.

I shiver at the thought of even picking it up to chuck it out because that is gross, and I know I'll have to do it.

At least it's just the wrapper..

Looks like someone had some fun last night, definitely wasn't me though.

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After cleaning that horrendous room, I closed the door behind me and started walking down the hall.

It was roughly 5pm now and I think I'll ask Madam Amy if I could finish now, I'm awfully tired.

And I'd like to see Leonardo believe it or not, I miss him.

I tuck a piece of my thick wavy hair behind my ear as I chamber down the stair case.

I haven't seen Willow and Maria in a very long time. I wonder what they had been up to without me?

Maybe I'll go and visit them both after my shift.

I walk to the kitchen predicting that Madam Amy is there and my guess was correct when she comes into view, behind the stove, stirring some kind of soup in her huge pot.

"Hi Madam Amy." I mumble not wanting to startle her.

Her head flicks in my direction. "Ah Arabella dear, what can I do for you?" Her wide smile warms up the room.