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THE VIRGIN โค๐Ÿ”ž Chapter One

[ She’s The Mafia’s Sweetheart ]

Written BY: Nuella Emeraldโœ๐Ÿฝ

๐˜พ๐™๐™–๐™ฅ๐™ฉ๐™š๐™ง ๐—ข๐—ก๐—˜- ๐‘ป๐’‰๐’† ๐‘ฐ๐’๐’‡๐’Š๐’…๐’†๐’ ๐‘ท๐’‚๐’“๐’•๐’๐’†๐’“.

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– ๐‹๐จ๐ง๐  ๐‚๐ก๐š๐ฉ๐ญ๐ž๐ซ ๐€๐ก๐ž๐š๐.


A complacent smile of self satisfaction pops on my face as I look around my fashion room in awe marvelled by the sight of the exquiste and gorgeous dresses I designed and made myself that were primly fitted on various mannequin dolls.

I’ve always known I had a fashionable personality, not to mention how I consider myself as one with a high fashion sense and added to the fact that I’ve always been filled with extreme enthusiasm for any activity paterning to the broad world of fashion.

It didn’t take me time to realise I had passion for fashion, particularly in making and designing clothes, in fact fashion designing has always been my favorite activity from time ememorial. I derive inner happiness and joy in seeing people wear my designs and feel confident and pretty.

I’m a fashion designer in the making and I can’t wait to finally graduate from the prestigious ๐˜•๐˜ช๐˜ณ๐˜ท๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ข ๐˜๐˜ข๐˜ด๐˜ฉ๐˜ช๐˜ฐ๐˜ฏ ๐˜ˆ๐˜ค๐˜ข๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฎ๐˜บ so I can finally be accredited as a real fashion designer.

” Bella.” I gasp jolted out of my thoughts. I turn around to see my elder sister ๐˜’๐˜ข๐˜ณ๐˜ช๐˜ด๐˜ด๐˜ข leaning against the door frame of my fashion room.

She crosses her arms then stares at me with an arched brow.

” I get that you love fashion and all, but you’re always in this room. Sometimes you need to get your ass out and freaking socialize with your family.” She whines with critique and I chuckle. Her black brunette hair had been dyed to platinum blonde, she wears it in a ponytail. She’s clad in orange shorts with a matching sleeveless crop top.

” Is it wrong for a girl to be in love with her hobbie and passion?” I tease sarcastically and she laughs.

” Stupid. Mum asked me call you for dinner. So can we please leave? It smells like threads and sewing machines in here.” She jokingly says as she turns to leave.

I roll my eyes and take one last look at my designs. I noticed the hem of the sleeve of a particular red velvet dress wasn’t sewed properly.
” I’ll work on that after dinner.” I mentally tell myself.
I shut the door carefully as I trail after Karissa to the dining room. The servants had already set and arranged dinner. Everyone else was already seated at the dining; mum and dad were having a discussion while my elder brother ๐˜Š๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ฆ๐˜ฃ was busy on his phone.

I take the seat in between Caleb and Karissa. We were having Meat Loaf, Tater Tots And Fajitas for dinner. I smile as I inhale the sweet aroma of the meal.

” I previously instructed Peter bring in the goods from the docks but he didn’t. He’s getting incompetent these days and I wouldn’t mind dealing with him.” Dad yelled, complain to mum.

Who the hell is Peter?
Probably one of their men or members of their fraternity club.

I shake my head with a smile and then I begin to eat. Mum stroke dad’s back for a while, probably to pacify his rising anger. She then stands up from her seat and places her hands on his shoulders then massage them softly.

” What’s dad angry about?” My brother Caleb leans in and asks in a whisper. I shrug obliviously because I don’t even know why dad’s angry, must probably be related to this Peter guy.

” So are you going to that house party with your friends?” Caleb asks and takes a spoon from his meal. I nod in affirm with a small smile.

” Perfect. I hope you find a cute boy there and finally get laid virgin Mary.” Caleb teases and I smack his shoulders and he laughs. He clutches his shoulders and pretends to wince in comical exaggerated pain.

He knows I have a boyfriend. Even if I want to have sex at the party, wouldn’t it be with my boyfriend? That was a rough move Caleb.

” What about that boyfriend of yours, Zane? Is he coming too?” Caleb asks then teases me by nudging my shoulder.

I thought you were trying to be oblivious of the fact that I have a boyfriend huh?

I giggle. Zane is my boyfriend, we’ve been dating for a year and three months now. He’s been nothing short of an ideal partner and lover, very handsome and caring.

” Yes he is.” I answer and take a sip from my glass of orange juice.

” Ugh, that disgusting boyfriend of yours.” Karissa scoffs with a mug expression of sheer hate. I roll my eyes at her subjective remark while Caleb rather chuckles, I don’t know how a disregarding comment thrown at my boyfriend is amusing to him.

Karissa has never liked Zane, in fact she is filled with extreme antipathy and repugnance whenever she see’s him or even as little as hearing someone call his name.
Zane has well, some bad characters or habits like smoking, drinking and drugs. Karrissa chooses to focus and hate him generally because of his bad side and has failed to at least consider the good in him.

” Mind your business will ya? I wasn’t talking to you.” I retort to Karissa’s earlier statement then takes a spoon out of my meal. She grimaces and sticks out her tongue and in response I do the same.

” If you’re thinking of going to that party sweetie, you should totally forget about it. You’re not leaving this house.” Dad says.

Fuck. How did he hear our discussion? We were pretty much talking in a low tone.

” Thank you dad. She doesn’t need to hang out with that delinquent and his hoodlum friends.” Karissa seconds dad refering to Zane and his friends.

” But dad!” I whine in protest.

” We’re trying to protect you sweetie. We don’t want you walking around in the dead night, it’s not safe.” Mum adds supporting dad’s decisions. Protect me? Protect me from what? I’m a freaking full grown woman at twenty three, why do I need protection?

Dad’s a filthy rich mob boss, a syndicate and member of the fraternity of the ๐˜ถ๐˜ฏ๐˜ฅ๐˜ฆ๐˜ณ๐˜ธ๐˜ฐ๐˜ณ๐˜ญ๐˜ฅ and illegal business. His position can be likened into a mafia boss but mobbing is quite different from mafia runs. He and his men deal with illegal drugs, ammunitions prohibited from the public, shady dealings and black markets.

My dad’s affluential position in the underworld has attracted many enemies and numerous bad eyes to the family not to mention the fact that our family posses a rare and expensive emerald stone worth billions of dollars.

My dad’s enemies will do whatever it costs to lay their hands on one us and probably kidnap us then ask for a ransome which may likely be the emerald stone. Hence, my parents don’t like us galevanting around during dark hours because that’s when the lurking eyes of their enemies are more profound.

” I promise to be careful and aware of my surroundings. I’ll be back before midnight.” I coo pleading then pout my lips as I unleash the puppy dog eye attack on my parents.

” Hold your horses Cinderella. Mum and dad are firm and have made their decisions. We’re just trying to protect you. Who knows? Maybe one of your hoodlum and delinquent friends are after our emerald stone. So no partying for you.” Karissa says and I grunt in annoyance as I rise from my seat. Mum and dad have already rendered me furious as it is with their stance on not letting me attend the party and here goes Karissa acting like my deputy mum trying to make things worse for me. I hate it when she acts that way, it completely irks me out.

” Fuck it.” I cuss expressing my fury. Mum gasps the moment the cuss slipped out of my mouth, she sternly disapproves of swear words even though we’re all over 18.

Caleb purposely clears his throat and mutters “language.” amidst the action. He’s trying to remind me codedly about mum’s number one rule which is “๐˜•๐˜ฐ ๐˜ท๐˜ถ๐˜ญ๐˜จ๐˜ข๐˜ณ ๐˜ญ๐˜ข๐˜ฏ๐˜จ๐˜ถ๐˜ข๐˜จ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฉ๐˜ฐ๐˜ถ๐˜ด๐˜ฆ, ๐˜ฆ๐˜ด๐˜ฑ๐˜ฆ๐˜ค๐˜ช๐˜ข๐˜ญ๐˜ญ๐˜บ ๐˜ข๐˜ต ๐˜ต๐˜ฉ๐˜ฆ ๐˜ฅ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜ช๐˜ฏ๐˜จ.”

” I’ve had enough of you guy’s overprotective behavior. I’m freaking 23, a grown fucking adult! I need to have my freedom!” I snarl surly, ignoring Caleb’s warning.

I gruntle then push my diner chair away and stomped angrily upstairs to my room.

” Isabella!” My mind continually yells my name prompting me to return back to the dinner table. But hell no, I’m done with dinner.

They keep treating me like a baby and I hate it with every fiber in me. I get the family has so many enemies but that doesn’t mean I have to sacrifice my social life and friends for it.

They can fuss all they want. I’m going to the party anyways, I don’t need their approval.


I angrily enter into my bedroom and slam the door shut. “Don’t try to go to that party tonight.”, “We’re trying to protect you.” Mum and dad’s words ran through my mind and I huff. Hogwash, I can take care of myself.

I scoff and quickly do away with the clothes I had on and entered into the shower. After taking my bath, I dash into my closet and wear the orange strapless frilly dress I had previously selected to grace the occasion. I curl my hair then apply my make up. After everything, I smile as I look at my reflection in the mirror, I looked stunning.

It’s been an hour and half since I finished dressing up. I have to wait till everyone’s asleep before sneaking out and that’s what I did.
It’s few minutes after ten pm and everyone is asleep, I have to make my move now.

I usually lock my door to sleep at night so I shouldn’t be afraid of anyone barging into my room when I’ve left and then find out I snuck out. But just in case, I’ll have to stuff some pillows under my duvet to make it look like I’m asleep incase anyone manages to come in.

After tucking the pillows in, I pick up my clutch purse then take a deep breath and left my room. I always enjoy breaking mum and dad’s silly rules, especially mum’s stupid number one rule. I ain’t no saint and I love to disobey, YOLO.
I lock the door with my key then I tip toe down the hallway and down the stairs then out the house, to the garage and into my car then I drove off.


The sound of loud music and noise coupled with the smell of alchohol and ciggerates welcomed me as I arrived at the party two hours late, thanks to mum and dad. It was a house party hosted by my college friend Daniel and almost everybody I know is in attendance including my two best friends Avery and Brooke, I think I spot them by the indoor bar. I walked over to where they stood.

Avery and Brooke have been my friends since like forever? Brooke is definitely an amazing friend but most times she acts bitchy and wild, she always teases me on my decision to remain a virgin and I don’t blame her. Avery on the other hand is more stilled and collected, hardly smokes and hardly sniffs narcotics unlike Brooke, we attend the fashion academy together. Either ways, I love both my best friends.

” Hey guys!” I squeak out as I approach where they stood. Avery is wearing a crystal sparkly cleavage bearing jumpsuit with black heels while Brooke, well basically Brooke is almost quarter naked. She’s wearing a flimsy red gown that’s only long enough to cover her butt, her thighs and laps are left bare and exposed. The top of the dress dips low enough to show almost half of her boobs. The dress is strapless thereby showboating her flowery themed tattoo that starts from her upper arm and ends at her elbow. I told you she can be bitchy and wild at times.

” Hi Isabella.” They smiled at me. They’re both holding glasses containing what looked like Vodka, from their slurred intonation one could know they were already tipsy.

” You should try this.” Brooke says and passes me a glass of vodka. I shrug and take it from her. I do take alcohol but not to much to avoid getting drunk. I always tend to do things I’ll regret when I’m drunk

I sip the drink and I cringe as the sharp taste slaps my mouth, this must be very strong.

” Come on, take some more. Get loose baby!” Brooke encourages me and nudges my side as she chews her her gum loudly. I smile and take a gulp out of the drink, tonight’s gonna be fun.


Brooke, Avery and I were having the maddest level of fun at this party. Drinking strong liquor, dancing and twerking to the music that blarred out of the speakers and having the time of our lives. We were already fucked up by the alcohol; we were far beyond drunk. I should be preparing myself for extreme hangover munchies later on.

Even as we had fun, I still had an eye out for Zane because I hadn’t seen him since I got here, I assumed he hasn’t shown up.

Few hours into the party, I noticed the door opening and Zane and his gang of friends entered into the house. Where were they all night? It’s pretty much after dawn by now.

” Hey. Look, your boyfriend’s here.” Avery tells me as we dance and I nod affirming that I’ve seen him.

” Go, talk to him.” Brooke adds and I smile then leave and stagger up to where Zane and his gang stood.

” Hey babe.” I slurr a greeting and Zane smiles as he embraces me. Our lips find each other and we share a short kiss.

” Where you been?” I asked him.

” Doing stuff. But the important thing is that I’m here now huh.” He says and put his hands on either side of my head and pecks my lips, I smile sheepishly.

” Let’s go somewhere private.” Zane says and I nod. He takes my hand and he leads the way to one of Daniel’s rooms. Due to my intoxicated state, I staggered to walk and Zane noticed it. He picks me up in bridal style relieving me from the now tedious action of walking.

We enter into the room and he immediately slams his lips on mine. My hands are criss-crossed around his neck as we continue the kiss. He carries me to the bed with our lips still in action and he sits on it and I was placed on his lap.

After a few moments of kissing, he removes his lips from mine and we disengage from the kiss.

” My friends and I want to go to Venice for the weekend.” He begins and I sit atop his lap and put my arm over his shoulder ready to keenly listen to what he has to say.

” We’re going to have fun, party a lot, go clubbing and sight seeing. Wanna come?” He asks and I nod in affirm a reply as I smile.

” Well then, with that settled…” He says and once again leans in and begins to kiss my neck and I giggle in pleasure. He starts to pet my neck skin by pressing his mouth against it and sucking it, changing spots at intervals.

He did that for a while then withdrew from the action. He then slams his lips aggressively on mine and I respond by kissing him back with hunger for his touch. I wrap my fingers in his hair as I pull him closer as his mouth is entagled with mine. His lips taste like strawberries, he probably had a strawberry drink not too long ago or he applied a strawberry flavored lip balm on his lips.

One of his hands grasps my waist tightly as the other found it’s way underneath my dress, his thumb grazing my skin sending shivers down my spine and my dress gradually and gently riding up.

Wait. What? Is he trying to remove my dress. Does he want to take advantage of my state and have sex with me?

My hands were promot to halt him from going further. ” What are you doing?” I ask slurred but stern as I disengaged from the kiss.

” Stop being oblivious. You very well know what I want to do. I want to sex you babe.” He says and gently kisses my lips in an attempt to continue our play.

” Are you crazy?” I ask removing my lips from his and I get up from his laps swiftly.

” Babe I need to have sex with you. I don’t want to be embarrassed when my friends ask and find out you’re still a freaking virgin. Now sit your ass back on my laps and let me have a taste of your coochie.” Zane explains and then stands up and tries to get closer to me. I was shocked by the stupid words that just flew through his fucking lips. He’s a motherfucking idiot for this.

My anger was transferred to my hand and I slap him right across his stupid face.

” Fuck you.” I sneer and look down at him irritatedly before leaving the room. I went over to the bar and picked up my purse then stormed out of the party ignoring my friends.

I can’t go home drunk neither can I drive drunk so I’m going to spend the night in my car then when the day breaks, I’ll go home.


My eyes flutter open and I let out a yawn as I stretch my arms. I squirm my eyes and look around, I realize I’m still in my car, the place where I spent the night.

A heavy migraine and body aches suddenly engulfs me like a heavy tsunami invading a small village. Hangover munchies, a very painful one at that. Luckily, I’ve prepared for a situation like this and I’ve kept some pain relief pills in handy.

I reach for my purse and take out the pills. I take a bottle of water from my car then open it and pour some it into my mouth and then swallow the pills. Hopefully in fifteen minutes, the pains will be gone.

The events of the party settle in my mind. It was a very fun party until Zane happened. How dare he say he’s embarrassed of my virgin status even after I told him no sex prior to our relationship and he agreed to it, so what’s this act he’s pulling.

But maybe I was a bit harsh on him. Slapping and calling him names was probably over the top. I’m sober now and I believe I did all that due to the influence, I should call him and apologize.

I pick up my phone about to dial his number, I decide to pay him a visit instead. I set my phone aside and insert my key into the start hole and then turn on ignition.

His house isn’t too far from Daniel’s so it only took me fifteen minutes to get to his house. I parked my car across the street then alighted from the vehicle and walked to his house. I planted a soft knock on his door and waited a while for his response.

A moment passed and I didn’t hear anybody respond. I knock again and same thing, no response. I began to hear muffler moans and a female voice from inside. My curiosity was at it’s peak, no one answered my knocks so I decide to go in anyways, I twist the door knob and entered into his house.

Lo and behold, I saw Zane, my boyfriend kissing some half-naked bitch. They notice my presence and are instantly jolted by it. Turns out the slut was a haughty rich girl from my fashion academy, Ava.

” ZANE, what are you doing?”
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