Chapter 22

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Lucas Rossi POV
(5th of August/the day of the gala)

We got to the palace 30 minutes ago

A lot of the mafia families decided to not participate this year and send just one person but we haven't seen even one from the Russians

«When will the donna come? I want to talk to her» Alexandra complained

«I don't know» I said and music started playing, the doors opening and three men from the Russian mafia walking in announcing that the Russian donna has arrived

Walking in in a black gown with a beautiful crown on her head Irene took a look around the room, everyone staring at her in surprise

And that's when the same guy as before talked once again saying her name, Irene Abramov Rossi

Well that's one way to explain that we're siblings

She walked towards a throne and sat there, staring at all of us

«Continue what you were doing , my presence in the room isn't something that should stop you from enjoying the night» she said and everyone started talking, eating, dancing again after a few seconds

Santiago Martinez POV

What, the, fuck

Nicholas Rossi POV

Someone get me my pills, my siblings will send me to the grave before my time

Alexandra Rossi POV

Would she let me join her mafia?

Giovanni Rossi POV

My baby sister grew up so fast

Irene Rossi POV

Now let's just wish for the best

German Mafia Don POV

I was working on my laptop when my phone started ringing

«Boss, Irene Rossi is the Russian donna»

He said and I felt something pricking my neck and blacked out


Irene Rossi POV
(the next week)

«So, when where you planning to tell us we almost started a war with you and that you are a mafia boss?» Nicholas asked raising an eyebrow

«I thought you would figure it out and at the ball, I came specifically for you» I said and smiled at him

«I think it's pretty awesome that you're the donna» Alexandra said and hugged me for the sixth time in the last hour

«I'm just glad you're not in danger» Giovanni said

«She's not in danger? She's not, in danger? ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR MIND?» Nicholas yelled

«Well she's technically owning a mafia, is an Italian and Greek mafia princess and that Santiago guy has taken an interest in her, which means she most likely also has protection from the Spanish mafia» Lucas said

«Yeah, even a blind man could see the way he was looking at you every time he saw you» Alexandra added

«Uh huh, I know» I said and nodded

«So, um, is that apartment really your house?» Lucas asked

«Yes, attracts less attention, also I wouldn't want people to know that I have money and it's cute» I answered truthfully

«But it's so, small» he said

«Eh, don't really care»

«Irene is right, our main problem now, is that we're kind of in a war» Nicholas said and my eyes widened

«With who?» I asked, how bad could it-

«Martinez»

And of course he wants you to help him out

Most likely

«Okay, why exactly?»

«I don't know. What I do know, is that the old don said that we could sort it out with marriage» say what now

«THE OLD ONE, NOT SANTIAGO» I yelled and Alexandra flinched

Didn't you say that you're gonna stay calm before coming here?

If this isn't calm I don't know what is

«Yes, yes, but we do need to talk with the new one and see if he stands with his dad's offer, if yes see if we could send someone from our mafia» he said and I tried to remember what my therapist told me to do to control my anger issues

«Who do they want to send for a wedding?» I asked massaging my temples

«Sangiago or Savannah» he answered knowing what that meant

«A mafia princess or a don? You do realise that they won't just agree to marry the first assassin, or hacker, or sniper, or doctor, or, pretty much anyone we send without an 'important' status, right?»

«Yes» he said and I wanted to strangle him

«Fuck you, Rossi» I said, flipping him off and leaving his office knowing damn well what will happen

Because no, I'm not going to sign up my siblings for a miserable life but that does not mean I'll live in misery in their place

So fuck him
Fuck the Martinez family
Fuck my life
They can all go to hell

Silke Mortensen POV

I was peacefully sleeping when my phone woke me up and I might as well kill the person that called me

For starters, who would call a mute person?

«Narcissus, finally, will you take the job?»

«Go to hell Oscar» it's four in the morning, I'm not dealing with this shit right now

«I would love to visit my hometown and tell your father all about how great you are at being a pain in the ass to me, but I got shit to do. So, are you taking the job, or not?» I really wish I could stab him to death right now

«Yes, I'm taking it, leave me alone»

«Great, I'll send you the details soon» okay, so I need to wait for a package with body parts too. Just. My. Luck.

-_-

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