Il Mio Re His Princess ✔ (Complete)

Chapter 12: Time Flies

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Rose's POV 

The plane took off and now it was just the three of us. We walked out of the airport and slowly made our way to the car. The journey home was uncomfortable, all three of us sat in an uncomfortable silence, dad kept his hand on the steering wheel and would ever so often look over at the passenger seat expecting to see mom, for her not to be there, I guess it takes time to break old habits. After an agonising 45 minutes damned traffic we made it home. Once we had parked I practically ran out of the car I was next to the door when I heard "Rose! Wait a minute!" I stood still in my tracks and waited, tapping my foot impatiently against the pavement. Dad appeared next to me and Ollie who was holding the door for me and dad. We wandered inside and the door slammed behind us. Ollie wandered off somewhere and dad pulled me aside a stern expression played on his features. His salt and pepper hair making him look less serious but he meant business.

"Rose, I am stepping down as Pakhan, I need to be there for Rayne and you and Ollie can't always be here." He took my hand and placed it in between both of his before saying"Are you ready to start your formal training?" I nodded and headed up to the office with him to do some paper work and he went over the basics of being a CEO of a multi-billion dollar empire. I took some note of what he was saying but I agreed with him when he said that it would be likely that Ollie and Rayne would be running the hotels and legal businesses and I would cover the mafia side. But it was me until they were of age. I had no degree in business which would make me seem unqualified and it was too late for me but not Ollie and Rayne, plus I am shit at maths. The day was long and it dragged but with dad drowning on about logistics and how to do reports on the different departments and negotiate deals with clients, how could it not. But tomorrow we started training to become Pakhan.

The next day I woke up and got ready for my first day of training, I found dad in his office with a stack of paperwork on his desk waiting to be sent of the clients and reciprocates. He smiled at me and then we started for the day. We talked about how to do deals, weapons trades, how to deal with a kidnapping, how to survive in a kidnapping, protection details and most importantly how to run a mafia in general. I was watching him from the sofa as he stated sternly

"Find trusted people to be your second in command and third, you have to rely on them at al times to always be there for you and have the loyalty to end their lives for yours even if that is against your own wishes." I nodded as he continued he had finished his brief start to training at 4pm. I slowly wandered out of the office stretching my sore back, its not a great idea to sit relatively still for near to 8 hours. I made my way through the house and found myself in the garden watching the patterns the fountain made. I was sitting there losing track of time when Ollie came out and joined me.

"Its beautiful isn't it." I commented and he nodded silently.

He turned his head towards me "How do you do it Rose?"

"Do what?" I questioned

"How did you get over mom?" I shook my head and looked him straight in the eyes

"I will never be over mom, like I will never be over Noah, to put it bluntly you just have to get over it, its bloody hard but over time the pain you feel becomes lesser, it will never fully go but the feelings that you have now that are all about her death will be filled with good memories because they will never leave you as long as you love and remember them." Ollie nodded and we both turned our gaze back to fountain. Time slowly passed and the cold winter breeze picked up as the sun set, the sky turning hues of pink, purple, red and orange. As the sun fell from the sky me and Ollie both walked inside and found dad cradling Rayne in his arms as the fire crackled in front of them. Me and Ollie sat either side of dad who smiled broadly as we sat down, it was the start of a new beginning for us as a family, a new life for us all.

A year had passed and I was now standing in Russia where hundreds of men and women stood in front of me as dad announced to them "Men and women as you know I am stepping down as Pakhan and my daughter Rose is taking over, you will treat her with the same respect you have treated any other leader with if not more. I will now swear her in and you will greet her." A chorus of 'da Pakhan' spread across the room as dad turned to face me. "Rose Chloe Marshall, by taking over as Pakhan you take all control of this empire until you step down, one of your children should take over as leader when you step down, you are sworn to secrecy by Omerta and punish anyone who does so with death. Do you take this oath to sacrifice your life to this family like I and your ancestors have done?"

"Yes father." I respond and he states

"Rise for the new Pakhan." he leans over and kisses my cheek and whispers in my ear "I'm proud of you Rosie and your mother would be to." I smile and stand for the round of cheering that awaits from the members before saying

"Right, lets get to work."

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I have now been Pakhan for 6 months and everything has been going smoothly, dad now spends most of his time with Ollie and Rayne who is now two years old. Lets just say she is the definition of terrible two's, it makes me laugh though because dad spoils her rotten and wonders why she's like this. Ollie is turning thirteen very soon and I can not wait for him to see his birthday present, he'll love it. Now what is it you are wondering, I am not going to spoil it yet. I was leaving the warehouse after dealing with a couple of shipments and a meeting with our main narcotics providers. I was driving my brand new beautiful black Porsche along the motorway when I felt a tremor ripple through me the car swerved but I was able to get it back under control and pulled off onto the grass at the edge, thank god I was in the last lane. I took a deep breath and slumped back in my chair the adrenaline leaving my body. I stepped out of the car and walked around it to assess the damage I swear if anyone scratched my baby they are going to get a bullet between the fucking eyes. The back of my car, the paint was chipped and the framework had been crushed. "FUCK!" I shouted and quickly opened the damaged boot to check if Ollie's present was okay. I pulled the box out and hurriedly opened it. I breathed a sigh of relief when it was intact. I placed it in the passenger seat and braved it out and quickly sped back home. Dad was waiting for me at the driveway, he saw the state of my car and there was an instant look of panic on his face, I got out of the car grabbing Ollie's present and walked towards the door, dad pulled me into a tight hug.

"Are you okay? Fuck are you hurt? What happened? Who did this?" Are you okay?" he repeated hurriedly and I stepped away from him saying

"I'm fine and the bastard who did that to my baby is going to fucking die." he chuckled softly and then gave me a once over to check for no signs of injury before finally taking a long exhale and saying

"Please don't worry me like that again." We entered the house and Ollie was sitting on the sofa, he spotted me and I desperately tried to hide the present behind my back but failed he asked

" What's that in your hand Rosie is it for me?"

"No." I stuttered he walked over to me and pulled it out of my hand before pulling it out of the box, he gasped and looked at his present a photo of just him and mom on a beach in France last year. He carefully set it down and dad examined it smiling at the memory as Ollie pulled me in for a tight hug.

"I love it Rosie thank you." I laughed and stated

"Well that was your birthday present so happy early birthday."

We spent the rest of the evening talking and relaxing things seemed normal. The door bell rang and dad and Ollie had passed out on the sofa so I went to answer it. I stood there my limbs frozen when I saw who it was, my breaths were short and hollow, the shock overwhelmed me and I met the darkness. I hit the cold marble floor with a loud bang unable to do anything. My last thought before I collapsed  was . . .

'how? '

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