[ She’s The Mafia’s Sweetheart ]💕💋
✍🏽Written BY: Nuella Emerald
𝘾𝙝𝙖𝙥𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙉𝙄𝙉𝙀- 𝑨 𝑳𝒆𝒐𝒑𝒂𝒓𝒅 𝑾𝒊𝒍𝒍 𝑵𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝑪𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆 𝑰𝒕’𝒔 𝑺𝒑𝒐𝒕𝒔- 𝑷𝒂𝒓𝒕 𝑰
~Barely Edited…Except some clumsy errors😴
ISABELLA’S POV: 🏵🏵:
” Hurry quickly to the mansion. We just found uh, a strange letter here as well.” Karissa adds then hangs up.
Multiple feelings and thoughts enclouded my head immediately the news of my father’s kidnap fell on me like a heavy rock; it literally broke me into thousand of pieces.
Feelings of devastation, despondence and sheer puzzlement engulfed my being. In such a small period of time, disheartening calamities have befallen our family and that prooves that truely, mum and dad weren’t wrong when they constantly warned us about the bad eyes and enemies our family’s affluence attracted like honey to bears.
I recollected the broken pieces of my being and hurriedly rushed to my closet and threw a polka-dotted boyfriend jacket over my jean bumshort and white strapless crop top. With my fox fur slides on, I picked up my car keys and scurried out of my condo.
I headed straight to my car and entered into the vehicle. I then inserted the key into the keyhole then twisted the key in a bid to turn on the ignition. Once again, the ignition failed to kickstart just like that night on my way to Leslie’s. I tried it multiple times but it refused to kickstart.
I pressed one of the lower buttons underneath my dashboard to open the bonnet and I heard it click open. I then alighted the vehicle and rushed to the front of the car then raised the already open bonet to it’s highest length. I began to touch some thingies and wires in the engine hoping it’ll solve whatever problem that decided to occur now of all fucking days!
Why didn’t I ask Grey that night what exactly he did to make the car work? But no, I didn’t because I was too smitten over his handsome face. Crud, I’m doomed if this doesn’t work.
I lathed the bonnet door shut and rushed back into the car and twisted the key again hoping the ignition will kickstart since I’ve touched some wires. But fuck no! It didn’t work. I decided to try it one last time and luckily for me, it worked! Thank the stars!!
I heaved a huge sigh of relief as I stepped on the acceleration pad and drove out of my garage. My joy didn’t last for so long because not up to half way down the street, the car tottered and stopped, emitting a heavy fog of black smoke.
” Fuck.” I cussed again then hit the steering wheel with a clenched fist furiously, a loud honk blared immediately afterwards.
I alighted from the vehicle again and stood in front of it in a state of puzzlement. What am I going to do now?
After this whole shit, I’m definitely getting a new car.
” What’s going on here?” I heard a familiar British voice question and I turned back to see Grey leaning on his stalled motorcycle with folded arms and dark shades on, he also had one of those smirks on his face.
” Your car still giving you problems ey?”
” You know for a daughter of the famous mob boss, Alfredo McKenna, you shouldn’t be driving all these problem giving cars. You should be riding a Benz or a Beamer or even a-” He adds and I immediately getsture to him to keep quiet. The fuck? He can’t be yelling my father’s illegitimate status all willy nilly! He chukles and keeps quiet settling down with a sly grin on his face.
” So where you off to?” He questions taking off his shades revealing his wonderful set of blue sparkly eyes.
” My family’s mansion.”
” Since when did I not have the right to visit my family’s mansion? Besides, I don’t have to answer to you and neither don’t have time for chit chat Grey. I need this car working so I can get to the mansion in time.”
” In time? Is there something important happening there? Like a large feast or a party?” He says in a ludicrous manner then flashes his brows.
” Can you just help fix the car?” I ask in a drawled manner. Right now, I’m in a very bad mood due to the news I just received and frankly speaking, I’m void of all emotions and not even Grey trying to be oblivuously funny can help alleviate my downcast demeanor.
” You want me to fix it? Like use my magic fingers on it like last time so it’ll start working again?” He asks cockily wiggling his fingers.
” Yes Grey.” I answer with an eye roll.
” Is it an emergency?” He asks and I groan tilting my head backwards in frustration. More questions?
” Yes Grey, it’s an emergency.”
” Well if it’s an emergency, we don’t have time to start fixing the car. We need to get to your family’s mansion as quickly as possible.” He says and I arch my brown in puzzlement. We? What does he mean by We?
” I’m sorry, “We”?” I question and he nods in affirm as he flashes his brows. He then proceeds to get on his motorcycle and sit astride on it. He turns the key and the ignition starts.
” Yeah “we”. Hop on chicka.” He says. I mentally contemplate and debate myself whether to allow him drive me to my family’s mansion which is basically supposed to be a secret to outsiders. But heck, I’m hopeless, I need his help.
” Fine.” I reluctantly agree then open the driver’s door and grab my phone then removed my car key from the keyhole. I then shut the door and locked the car.
I walked to his motorcycle which wasn’t far eased up from my car. I straddle my legs around the passenger seat platform on the motorcycle.
” All good?” He asks as I adjust myself on the seat platform.
” Hold on to me tight.” He says and I inwardly cringe as I slowly wrap my arms around his torso. Ugh, my hand around him sends some irky streaks down my spine. Definitely can’t wait for this ride to be over.
” Hope you know how to ride this thing well?” I question and he scoffs.
” Duh? Do you think I started riding today?” He says with a chuckle and I roll my eyes. He switches on the ignition and pulls the clutch closer to the handle bar and the motorcycle kicks starts and we begin the ride.
” A simple yes wouldn’t even fine. Jeez.”
” I love to add a little bit of sass, you should know by now.” He says then turns back to give me a wink then turns back to his initial position.
” The closest thing I am to knowing you is your name.” I answer.
” Well you would’ve known more than that if you were nicer to me chicka.”
” That’s the nicest I’ve ever been to any starnger, you should be damn thankful.”
” You call that nice? Here I am giving a free ride to a pretty girl I just met less than thirty minutes ago even though she was so rude to me by the way. Now that’s being nice, take some lessons will ya.” He says and I laugh. Take lessons to be nice? Hillairous, just hilarious Grey.
” Besides, where exactly are we heading?” He questions.
” Uh Rivers Luxorious Estate, Brooklyn.”
” Oh, Rivers Estate ey? For the rich and fancy. You know, I’ve always wanted a rich girl as a friend.”
” Who ever said we were friends?” I scoff, he hums a puzzled reply. What gave him the impression that we’re friends, tch.
” Oh, so we’re not friends?” He asks and I hum and affirming reply.
” Yes we aren’t. Strictly neighbors.”
” Well then…” He says and I didn’t really pay attention to his actions instead I feasted my eyes on the wonderful scenery. Suddenly, the pace and speed of the motorcycle began to slow down and I furrowed my brows and scrunched my face at that. What’s happening?
He slows down leaning the vehicle to the side of the road and it came to a halt. He turned off the ignition and laid down the side stand.
” Why did you stop?” I questioned.
” Well since I’m not your friend, I might as well pull over so you can walk all the way to your destination. I don’t think I should be giving rides to someone who isn’t my friend.” Grey turned to face me and replied and my lips formed a gape immediately those words flew out of his mouth. Oh so he can be this narrow minded?
Normal Isabella would’ve gotten down from the motorcycle without saying a word of protest and I will forever loathe and hate Grey and I will never talk to him ever again. But I’m desperate, I need to get to the mansion in time and if accepting that I’m his friend will make him take me there then so be it.
” Fine. I’m your friend.” I mumbled almost inaudibly through gritted teeth.
” What did you say?” He questions with a smirk and I exhale loudly with an eye roll.
” I’m your friend! I’m your friend! Okay? There I said it twice.” I admit and he chuckles and shakes his head. He turns back to his initial position and turns on the ignition and resumes riding the motorcycle.
” Jeez. And you call me the petty one.” I jeered.
” Nice crop top, really shows off your skin.” He compliments.
” Thank you. But why the complement now? Didn’t you see me in the outfit earlier when you came over? Why didn’t you compliment me then?”
” Even if I wanted too, I would’ve had a change of mind immediately you welcomed me with your cold attitude.”
” Touché.” I say and he chuckles.
Grey continued to be the witty, sarcastic hunk he is throughout the ride but I didn’t pay him much attention because what roamed around in my small head was my dad’s kidnap, who was responsible for it and why the person kidnapped my dad. I also inwardly prayed that he is okay wherever he is and he hasn’t been killed or hurt badly.
I was trapped in my own world of thoughts. At this point, my family is far from being safe. In fact, it seems like our lives are hanging on a single thread and can be cut at any time. I’m very sure the SKULLS are the one behind this.
” Earth to Isabella?” Grey’s accented voice calls out to me and I was immediately jolted back into reality as I blinked my thoughts away.
” We’re at the gate of the estate. I’m not allowed to enter with the motorcycle because it’s againt the rules blah blah. We’d have to walk.” He says and that’s when I began to realize my environment.
” Oh. Let’s walk then.” I drawl then we both alight the motorcycle.
” I’ll be back Benita.” Grey says and pecks the window glass of his motorcycle and a blatant demeanor of stunned surprise swept across my face for a split second.
” Wow, he named his motorcycle as well. You’re a weirdo on so many different levels.” I say to him and he snickers as he stalls the vehicle by laying down the side stand.
” Yeah, the motorcycle means a lot to me.” He says stroking the side of the motorcycle with a smile on his face like he was reminiscing something.
” So, let’s get going. I need to really rush to the mansion quickly. We’ve wasted enough time here.”
Suddenly a red sedan eases up in front of Grey and I with a screech. We were both puzzled and we shared a look before fixing our gaze on the sedan. The door opens and Zane alights from the vehicle looking furious and angry.
Where did he get money to buy a car? He never told me about this, and we spoke yesterday night and still he didn’t tell me about it. Hmm.
” So it’s true?” Zane begins with a tone dripping of sheer rage as he pointed at me. A puzzled comportment engulfs my entity as Zane began his fuss.
” What are you talking about?” I question him and he doesn’t reply, instead he walks over to where Grey and I stood in a menancing manner.
Before I could utter any word, the next thing that occurred was a resounding slap across my face. I immediately cowered and clutched my left cheek.
” SO YOU’VE BEEN CHEATING ON ME!”
𝚃 𝙱 𝙲🍂 🍂