[ She’s The Mafia’s Sweetheart ]💕💋
Written BY: Nuella Emerald ✍🏽
𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝗙𝗢𝗨𝗥: 𝑻𝒉𝒆 𝑴𝒊𝒔𝒔𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑺𝒕𝒐𝒏𝒆.
Isabella and I quickly disengaged from the kiss the moment we were jolted by the yell of a familiar voice which surprisingly happened to be Ava’s. Shocked by her sudden presence, Isabella and I instantly turned to face her with vivid fear of what Ava’s imminent action may be.
” Ava what are you doing here?” I spat out and immediately face palmed myself regretting why I just asked that question.
Ava’s father owns this five star hotel and I know that. Plus, she’s aautomatically invited to the ball and I’m alsoaware of that, so why the hell did I just blurt that question? Stupid me.
Dear Jesus, Couldn’t it be someone else apart from Ava to see Ryder and I in the act? Why must it be the same girl I previously crucified for having an affair with my boyfriend? Why must it be her!?
Hope she doesn’t go blabbing this to Zane. Well being the bitch that she is, I wouldn’t be so surprised if I hear she told this to Zane and she may probably add some lies to it s well. In fact, why do I care if she tells Zane or not? I don’t give two shits anymore because I’m done with that sick asshole Zane and I’m fucking free to kiss who I want, she can even go tell Nicki Minaj if she wishes.
But come to think of it, she mentioned Ryder’s name. Does she know him?
” Ryder fucking Lorenzo! I loved you, how could you do this to me?” Ava laments with a sob alongside exaggerated vehemence and I roll my eyes.
Okay, now I’m sure she knows him and from her statement it seems like they’re romantically involved or so. Fuck. I just kissed and danced with a man who’s dating Ava.
But hold on, Love? Hillarious. Tch, Ava doesn’t love.
Even a person with half the brains of Patrick Star would know she’s putting on an act. From her overexaggerated tone to her fake tears, it’s very plain that she’s faking this whole scene, the truth is she doesn’t really care if Ryder kisses me or not because she doesn’t love him. Only a girl in love will feel bad and hurt when she’s cheated on, just like how I felt with Zane. But Ava doen’t love Ryder, she probably just wants his money. Ava doesn’t date guys for the love, in fact the feeling of love and affection is completely void from her life. She only believes in money and sex, period!
” Ava can you please calm down? We can talk about this in a more civilized way.” Ryder replies calmly without any feeling of anxiety or the fear of being caught by his girlfriend cheating.
So it’s obvious Ryder doesn’t love her as well, he’s not even begging or pleading. They’re just using each other for personal gains. Pathetic.
Men are all the same, Tch.
I have to leave.
I cleared my throat and walked briskly out of the scene. ” Fiori.” He continually called out to me as I walked out. To bad he didn’t get learn my real name.
I went down the stairs and down the elevator as well.
” Hey Bella.” Avery and Brooke called out to me but I completely ignored them. I didn’t want to tell anyone what happened back there, including my friends. I remembered Avery had my phone, I gave it to her earlier when Ryder and I were dancing so I have to collect it before I leave.
” My phone.” I tersely ask and Avery and Brooke share a puzzled look before facing me.
” My phone.” I asked again in a raised tone and in a stern manner.
” What’s wrong with you Bella?” Brooke questions.
” Can I just have my phone?” I emphasize totally ignoring Brooke’s question. Avery and Brook share another puzzled look due to my mood and the harsh manner I just spoke to them.
” Fine. Jeez.” Avery says and hands me my phone. I snatch it from her and she gasps at my raspy manner of collecting the phone from her then I swiftly leave their presence.
I just wanted to leave this premises immediately because despite the fact that I don’t care about Ava seeing Ryder and I kiss, I feel so embarrassed for being caught kissing a total stranger who I haven’t met before, it speaks so low of me. I feel so stupid.
But thank God Ava came to the rooftop or else I would’ve probably ended up having sex with this Ryder guy due to my drunken self. I mean I was already kissing a man I was on few hours with so anything intimate would’ve followed.
I leave the hotel and then walk to the garage where my car was parked. I enter into my vehicle and start the ignition then drive home.
I noticed my purse wasn’t with me, I must’ve left it with one of the girls. I’ll collect it from them when next we see. At least I’m with my phone.
Fuck! I won’t be able to enter into the house without the security code and I had it kept in my purse. I hope mum and dad are home already because I don’t know the security code to the front door offhand.
I arrive home after a thirty minute drive. I alight the car and immediately I did, a strange feeling engulfed me, it was the feeling of imminent danger. I had an intuition that something bad or dangerous had just happened but I couldn’t lay my five fingers on it. My senses became alert at this incase of any lurking danger.
I lock the driver’s door of my car then walk to the mansion, my heels clicking rhythmically as my eyes scanned and searched the environment for any suspicious thing or movement.
I had seen the limousine parked in the garage so I knew my family was back from the ball. I’d just knock on the front door then wait for someone from inside to open it for me since I’m without the security code.
To my surprise, I arrive at the door and see it’s wide open. That’s unusual, who’d be careless enough to enter and leave the door open?
I enter into the house and shut the door behind me. My sixth sense was already tingling, something is definitely wrong. I see my siblings gathered around something near the dining room, their attention was fixed keenly on it. I walk up to them.
” What’s happening?” I ask and when I had reached where they stood, I gasped covering my mouth as I was greeted by the sight of the dead bodies of our four maids and the metallic smell of fresh blood.
” Jesus.” The name of the Lord escaped my lips as I gasped.
What in the name of God happened here? The maids, the maids are dead. The front door was left open. Immediately I sighted the corpses who looked like they were shot due to the bullet like hole on their chest with thick red coloured blood throbbing out of it, many questions began to race through my mind. Who’s behind this? why did they do this?
I noticed only Karissa and Caleb where here. Where’s mum and dad? Hope nothing bad happened to them.
I couldn’t even ask my siblings the whereabouts of my parents because I had lost my orality due to the shock I just experienced and the corpse’s displeasing eyesore appearance. I have never seen a dead body in real life before.
It’s as if Dad knew something like this would happen, he had all the main entrances and exits in our house protected with security codes to prevent our family’s enemies from breaking into our house to probably hurt or kill us, most especially to protect our family’s treasured emerald. My dad would’ve rather employed the services of bodyguards, personal securities and the likes to guard our house but he believes his enemies may turn those people against us then use them to hurt and steal from us, so instead he rolled with the security code option.
Wait! My purse, my purse. My purse contains a list of all the security codes in our house because I have a very forgetful memory when it comes to memorizing numbers or digits. In fact, it took me a whole year to learn my phone number. I printed on paper the list of all the security codes guarding our house so whenever I leave the house, I usually put it in my bag or purse so when I’m return home I’d just input the code without having to memorize it.
And my purse was stolen at the Ball, I don’t think Avery or Brooke had it because if they did, they would’ve handed it over to me when I asked for my phone. Whoever stole my purse is surely responsible for this. Who knows what other grievous acts the perpetrators have done as they broke into the house apart from killing these innocent girls.
The thing is that I don’t even remember where I kept the purse. I know I had it when I came into the ball. Whoever stole it must’ve done it when I was drinking or dancing with Ryder.
Now I know why I had that strange feeling of danger at the garage, I was right. Something bad did happen and it’s all because of my carelessness
I was jolted back into reality by the sound of someone coming down the stairs. Could it be the killers?
I heaved a sigh of relief when I saw it was mum and dad, thank goodness they’re safe. But why do they have a downcast look on their faces.
” Mum, Dad, what’s wrong?” Karissa questions as mum and came down the stairs.
” Did anyone else die?” Caleb adds.
” The Emerald Stone has been stolen.” Dad announced with bereave.
𝚃 𝙱 𝙲🍂 🍂
The Emerald Stone has been stolen? By who?
Could it be Ryder who stole Bella’s purse and had his men break into her house? Remember he’s a mafia boss and that’s what they specialise in.
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