Her Mafia Lord

_CHAPTER ONE

"Bianca darling, wake up it's time to go to school." Bianca snuggled closer to her bed. She hated Mondays because she had to go to school.

"But I don't want to go to school." Bianca replied murmuring into her soft pillows. Her mother was always there to remind her about how bad Mondays could be.

Isabella, Bianca's mother smiled as she knew how stubborn Bianca could be and how much she hated school. She needed to find a means to cajole her daughter to stand up from the bed.``How about we do it like this; You get up from bed and go prepare for school, we will go for shopping later in the evening when you get back." At her statement, Bianca woke up from the bed, staring at her mother and hoping it wasn't a mere joke.

"Are you taking me out shopping?" She asked with admiration all over her face.

"Of Course darling, your father is already late for work, I don't want him leaving us behind. So get your tiny legs and go to that bathroom and take your bathe." Bianca squealed with joy, hugging her mother and hopping down from her bed. In a matter of minutes, she dashed into the bathroom, while her mother smiled at the energy she possessed.

After thirty minutes of getting dressed for school, Bianca stepped out of her room to the living room to see her father well dressed in a corporate attire, looking at his watch impatiently, while her mum tried to calm him down.

"Finally! She is here." Bianca smiled at the relief her father had gotten from seeing her face. "I was beginning to think you would make me lose my job." Everyone laughed as both Isabella and Logan; Bianca's parents got up from the couch and headed out of the living room.

There was silence as their car moved along the highway with little or no cars passing by. Bianca loved the view of nature. She took in the fresh breath that it had to offer and hoped that this scene would continue to love forever.

"Bianca darling, hope you grabbed the lunch box I kept in the kitchen?" Isabella asked, breaking the silence.

"Almost forgot, but I got it anyway." Her mother nodded.

"Babe, why are you going so fast, slow down a bit." Isabella said and both Bianca and Logan chuckled as they had always found reasons to mock Isabella's fear of speeding cars.

"Relax babe, there is no car coming. I am late for work as well." After a couple of minutes, everyone observed the big truck heading the same path with their car. "Shit!" Logan cursed through his breath.

"What's the problem?" Isabella asked with agitation as she was hoping Logan would slow down for the truck to pass.

"The brakes! They aren't working." The last thing Bianca heard was the horn of the massive truck, alongside a huge collision that forced her slamming her head to the couch. She was in a deep unconscious state, when she felt something splashed onto her face.

"Wake up idiot!" Bianca jolted up from her sleep, rubbing her face in a bid for the water not to touch her eyes and slowly her brain took in the entire scene before her. Her uncle's wife was staring at her with rage and that was when Bianca realized she had been dreaming after all.

**

"Guess you were enjoying your sleep that your lazy ass forgot it's Monday and you have to finish up your chore." Bianca realized she was in big trouble. Ever since the death of her parents in that accident, she had been constantly having nightmares about their death and for most of it, she wondered why she didn't die along with them.

"I am sorry." Bianca managed to find the proper word to say.

"Of Course you are sorry. You whole life has always been sorry." The words of Any struck her deep and slowly she got up from bed and made an attempt to walk past Amy, but was pushed back by her uncle's wife.

"The last time I warned you about sleeping late, what was my punishment again?" Amy asked with so much anger laced in her tone.

"That I would be beaten so bad that I would hate my existence...." Bianca received a slap to the face, which almost had her falling back to the bed.

"You should really count yourself lucky. I am in my good ole happy days. The next time you dare to wake up late, your sorry ass is going to regret it." Bianca wasn't surprised by Amy's choice of diction. Her uncle's wife loved using profanities to speak to her. When Bianca was taken in by Felix, her uncle, she thought it would be all roses, till Amy dealt seriously with her, inflicting pains on her body and leaving bruises there.

Almost in her twenties, she was still a subject of brutal beating and today was indeed lucky as she didn't get touched that much by Amy. Many at times, Bianca wished she could end it all, but deep down there is always a voice telling her not to give up.

While cleaning up the kitchen, Bianca accidentally dropped one of the plates to the floor and the object broke into several pieces. The impact was so loud that she knew she was in trouble. Bianca bent down to gather the pieces together.

"Bianca!" She turned around to see Any fuming with anger and before she could get the luxury of time to explain, she felt her cheeks sting. Bianca held her cheeks with tears forming around her eyes. "You piece of trash! Breaking my plates has serious consequences and I would make sure you get punished severely for this." Bianca didn't make an attempt to explain herself as she knew it would end in more beating. "How can you be so stupid? Guess your late mother didn't teach you kitchen etiquettes before she passed on." Those words triggered a little anger within Bianca.

"At Least my mother had manners .." She held her mouth but it was too late, the words were out and Amy heard them. She looked around the kitchen and the only visible object was the mop stick lying around the edge of the door. Amy rushed and grabbed the stick and slammed it right on Bianca's body, the latter falling to her knees. Amy kept on hitting her with the stick, till it broke into bits.

"You will learn to speak to me with respect!" Amy said, throwing the broken piece of sticks on Bianca's head, while the latter sob silently. "No lunch and dinner for you. That would teach you a little lesson about respect." She kneed Bianca right on her belly before moving out of the kitchen.

Bianca sat on the floor, crying uncontrollably about how each day of her life seemed to alleviate with pain. Bianca wondered why the author of her life scripts had to be cruel to add villains like her uncle and his evil wife, alongside their wicked daughter into her life. Bianca believed there was no ending to her pain and all she resolved at, was absorbing everything till she would die someday. Her gaze moved over to the clock hanging on the walls of the kitchen and she gasped, realizing that she would be late for her class.

Summoning all the strength she had, Bianca got up to her feet and headed out of the kitchen. She ensured everywhere was tidy up and she only met a bad ending at the kitchen.

In a matter of minutes, Bianca was ready. She didn't wear makeup like the rest of the other girls, and staring at the mirror, she observed her left eye was swollen. This wasn't a good thing as many would only seek to ask questions. Bianca released her hair from the bun she had made it into, and used one part to cover it up, making her look like the perfect enigma people perceived her to be.

She grabbed her bag and a couple of her books and headed out of the house. Bianca didn't need to inform Amy that she was going, as it may end up triggering her anger once again.

When Bianca arrived at Preston college, one of the biggest colleges in the whole of New York, the premise was empty; a clear indication that many were in class. She checked her watch and figured she was a couple of minutes late for class and headed into the hallway. From afar, she saw a couple of recognizable students, along with a familiar face and tried to walk past them, but she was pulled back.

"Look who we have here, isn't it my dearest cousin." The other girls in the hallway laughed, as they chewed their bubble gums continuously. Bianca was praying silently that she would allow her to go away easily.

"What do we have here..." Despite her resistance, her hair was pulled off her face, revealing the swollen part of her eyes. "Guess someone pissed my mom off."

"Imade pleas, I am late for classes." Bianca felt hands imprinted on her face and she held onto her cheek, staring at her cousin in disbelief._

CHAPTER TWO

"You will speak to me with respect. Have I made myself clear?" Bianca forced back the tears that threatened to roll down her cheeks. Crying at a place like this would make her significantly weak and that would give people more reasons to bully her.

"Loud and clear." Bianca said more to the hearing of Imade, who smiled with satisfaction written all over her face. For the rest of the class, Bianca was not herself, she kept on imagining a world where she would be free, a world where she wouldn't be bullied, but be highly respected.

When classes were over, Bianca packed her books and got out of the classes. The hallway was now filled with students and all she wanted was to get away from eyes that may look at her with disdain.

"Guess who decided to show up in school today." She froze the moment the voice spoke. Bianca needed not to turn around to know the identity of the person. Before she could decide on what to do, she felt her hair forcefully pulled back and made to turn around under duress.

She came face to face with the blazing eyes of Jackson, the college notorious bad boy and also Imade's boyfriend.

"Having the nerve to disrespect me, by turning your back against me is the height of it and for that reason, you should be punished." From Bianca's peripheral vision, she could see the number of eyes praying around and wondering what would happen.

"Jackson please..." Bianca felt her chin grabbed and Jackson forcefully crashed his lips against her, but she pushed him backwards.

"You stupid bitch." No one dared stop Jackson while she was being bullied, everyone feared him and thus they only made a view out of the scene. Bianca was dragged like a rag doll through her hair, while she kept on begging to be freed.

"If you don't get your hands off her this very minute, you will have my father to contend with!" Jackson and Bianca looked around and Dora stood deeply rooted to the spot. Dora was the only genuine friend Bianca had in the whole of Preston college and she was also the single person that could stand up to Jackson.

"She is my rag doll, so scram bitch!" Jackson replied.

"How about I place the call right now and have my dad's men come beat you like a puppy?" Jackson released his hands off Bianca at the mention of Dora's father. Dora's father was well known in the school for being ruthless and he was also one of the major shareholders in Preston college. Thus the reason why Dora is always respected.

"You can have the spotlight now Dora. This isn't over yet bitch." Jackson finished off and left the place, while Dora rushed over to meet with Bianca.

"Are you Okay?" She asked, making an attempt to help Bianca up on her feet.

"I am fine." Bianca felt her scalp was on fire, after it had been forcefully drawn down by Jackson.

"I told you, always stick to me in school. Jackson would continue to have his way around you because he feels all high and mighty." Dora cautioned as they all walked out of the hallway.

"Thank you for coming to my rescue back there." Bianca said, after they were fully out of the premises.

"You are most ....." Dora stopped halfway as she observed the bruises on her friend's left eyes. "Did you uncle's wife did this to you?" She asked in disbelief. Bianca had forgotten to hide the bruise from Dora. "Bianca, you can't be living with people who treat you like bag of trash. Look, I will speak to my father about this." Dora stated.

"No Dora, I know I will be fine at some point." Bianca didn't want to be a burden to anyone and for most of it, she believed Dora had pulled through for her in many cases.

"I can't let you stay there like this! As a matter of fact, I am calling my dad right now." Dora pulled her phone out of her purse and after a few key strokes, Bianca watched as she placed the phone to her ear.

"Hey Dad." She said cheerfully. "I am good. Dad? Do you remember my friend I spoke to you about? The one with a couple of tough things going on with her? Can she stay with us for some time?" For the next few minutes, Bianca watched as Dora kept listening to the words of her dad, while she checked the watch herself, hoping to return home, right on time.

"Okay dad!" Bianca observed the sad countenance on her friend's face and knew it wouldn't be a positive response. "My dad could be petty sometimes. He said he didn't want anyone coming in as a spy to check up on him." Dora revealed.

"It's already dear, you have done alot for me." Bianca said, engulfing her friend in a warm hug. "Gotta go right now, they will be expecting me soon." Dora looked at her friend with sadness written all over her face. She had always wished she could help her out, but disobeying her father always had consequences.

"Alright dear." She watched as Bianca left for her own path.

***

Bianca was walking through the lonely path of the road, thinking through her life, when a couple of black vans came to a stop right before her. She was scared at the possibility of what could happen. She made an attempt to run for it.

"You don't need to run, I mean no harm.." Bianca halted her footsteps and turned around to come face to face with a very handsome looking man. He was dressed up in a long black trench coat and for some Bianca, it was odd seeing the man with black hand gloves.

"What is your name?" The strange man asked, while Bianca looked around at the men with guns. They all had scary faces and Bianca needed no soothsayer to let her know that the man standing before her was a very important figure in the society.

"Bianca." She finally said after a couple of moments of hesitation.

"Well Bianca, permit me to offer you a ride." Bianca shook her head aggressively to say no, something that struck the strange man in amazement. "It's only a simple ride my darling, just come with me."

"Thank you very much, but I can't come with you." Bianca replied politely. She watched as the strange man looked at her with amazement, before heading into his cat and they all sped away. Bianca didn't want to get into much trouble.

When she arrived at her uncle's apartment, Amy was seated in the living room with Imade both visibly having a good time and Bianca headed towards her room.

"And where do you think you are going girl?" She stopped right in her tracks as Amy spoke. "Come over here at once." Slowly, Bianca turned around and walked back to meet them. "Imade here, tell me that you attempted to seduce her boyfriend. How true is this?"

Bianca stared at Imade in disbelief. This was a clear fabrication of lies painted to make her look like a bad person. The only problem was who had made the lie; Jackson or Imade.

"I didn't seduce Jackson, he was assaulting me and I tried to defend myself." Water was spilled over Bianca's entire dress as Imade stared at her cousin with rage.

"So you want to tell me that my boyfriend is a liar huh? Do you really think Jackson would come so low to seduce a brat like you?" Bianca was holding the rage she had within. She felt like yelling out so many things to Imade, things that would make the latter hate herself.

"It's obvious you really like getting into trouble and because of this, you are grounded for the next one month." Bianca stared at Amy in disbelief. While she has constantly tried reminding herself she was no longer a teenager, she had a couple of tests coming up next week and being man handled in the manner at which her uncle's wife was doing to her at the moment, was nothing short of maltreatment.

"And like I said this morning, there would be no lunch nor dinner for you. So you can close your stomach and wait till the next day, when I decide to feed you." Bianca couldn't hold it any longer, she burst into tears and walked out of the living room, while Amy and Imade her cousin mocked her with their laughter. Bianca slammed the door and dropped to her bed, crying uncontrollably and hoping that someday, all would be over. It was crystal clear that her destiny was forged for the purpose of being in pain and being maltreated.

'Mom, Dad? I know you are seeing this. Please, I need help. I can't bear the pain any longer.' She said through the fabrics of her bed cover as more tears spilled out of her eyes.

CHAPTER THREE

In the heartland of New York City, an underground which was meant to be built for the access of trains, a man stepped into a tunnel as he observed his men beating up one of his best distributors.

"Boss. Please hear me out, I promise to speak." He halted his boys, who were inflicting pain on the man.

"Speak," He said.

"There was a total of five hundred grams of cocaine starched in the van. Your instructions were to give it to the Arabian men and I did that successfully. They outsmarted us and had the foreign security operatives invade the place and have us arrested." The man chuckled at the explanation that had been given to him by one of his boys.

"Enzo. I have been the borderline head of the Marco family business deal for a long time. I have experience in dealing with people like yourselves; the thieves who think they can outsmart their boss and cook up lies, lies that are so ridiculous that even a teething baby would never fall for." He pulled out a cigarette out of his pocket and lit it up, blowing it into the air.

"Boss, I have proof. Veratti is very much alive, he wasn't shot by the foreign security while he tried to escape, he can attest to my testimony." The man pulled out his phone off his pocket and made Enzo stare at it.

"Veratti is dead. I killed him after getting the information I needed on this subject matter. This was the reason I had you captured. You connived with that bastard to make up this fabrication and he would be the one to stand in for you, while you lie isn't it?" Enzo was totally speechless as his eyes gave away the truth the man needed to see "If truly the operatives caught up with you, how come you are here? I mean these men are smart enough and would never allow their culprit to escape. I understand the Arabians have the connection to run, what about you? How did you escape?" Enzo realized at that point that there was nothing he could do about the situation, he had been caught and the truth had been exposed.

The man walked up to one of his boys. "You know Enzo, I had high hopes for you...." He collected the gun and pointed it at Enzo. "...Guess one cannot teach a betrayal how to be big, without feeling betrayed." He pulled the trigger and Enzo fell to the floor, in the pool of his own blood.

"Clean up the mess and after you are done, meet me outside. We have an old friend to meet." He instructed his boys and threw the rest of the on the dead corpse of Enzo

**

Meanwhile, Felix was home watching the news, when he heard the sound of cars pulling up in his apartment. He checked through the window and realized who exactly had shown up.

"Amy, go to the room. I have really big guests." He said. Amy wasted no time and walked out of the living room, while Felxi prepared to usher in his guest.

Minutes later, there was a knock on the door and he walked up to it, opened the door and the blazing sight of the man made him move back a bit.

"Age hasn't caught up with you my friend." Felix stated and had a smile on his lips, but got no response. "Very well then, welcome to my abode." He said walking away from the man and going to take his seat.

"Felix Mcclurkin, it appears to me that your perception about me is nothing short of a clown, isn't it?" The man asked.

"How can you say stuff like that Giovanni? You and I have been friends since highschool and I have nothing but respect for you." Giovanni hummed and walked to the opposite couch, taking his seat gracefully.

"Today marks the eight month you took that loan from me. I have been so merciful because you are my friend, but each time I ask, you seem to think our relationship would save you off from paying the debt." Giovanni spoke his words slowly and they sank deep in the hearts of Felix.

"Like I said before Giovanni, I haven't obtained the money yet. Five million dollars is no small money...." "You understand the amount is outrageous but you still insisted I loaned you?" Giovanni interrupted. "You really take me for a fool isn't it?" Giovanni clapped his hands and his boys stepped into the living room, their guns all pointed at Felix, who had his heart at his chest.

"Many seem to think I am ruthless, but they forget that one doesn't become ruthless, without someone making them look that way." Giovanni stated. "Anyways, I am here because I think it's high time we talk about collateral...." Giovanni leaned closer ensuring his gaze was fully on Felix.

"I want your daughter as my collateral and I will be here tomorrow to get her. Failure to produce your daughter for me, I don't need to tell you the type of monster I am. You already know." With that, Giovanni rose up to his seat and gave Felix one last hardened stare on the face and moved out of the apartment.

After Giovanni was gone, Amy stepped back into the living room, coming to check up on Felix, who released the huge breath he didn't know he held all through the times the gun was pointed to him.

"What happened?" Amy asked.

"I saw my life flash through my eyes right now." Felix said, taking a sip of the drink on the table. "It is Giovanni, he came to ask for his debt." Felix explained.

"And what was your response?" Amy asked, getting really agitated.

"My response? My response isn't the fucking problem at the moment, we have much bigger issues at our hands right now; Giovanni is asking for Imade to be given to him as a form of collateral. He wants our daughter Amy!" Felix loved Dora and was willing to do anything to make her really happy.

"You have to calm down Felix, this shouldn't make you scared, I am certain we will come up with something." Amy replied.

Bianca stepped out of the kitchen, where she had been cleaning and was heading for her room, when she collapsed in the living room, right before Amy and Felix. Both rushed over to her and checked to see she was motionless.

"Shit! What happened?" Felix asked.

"It is obvious she is just pretending, the bitch hasn't eaten since morning, after she broke my plate." Amy replied.

"Hold up a minute, she broke your plate? I mean the plate I bought from the shop mall weeks ago?" Felix asked and Amy shook her head to say yes. "And she thinks she can act for us huh?" Felix got up from her side and walked to the kitchen. He grabbed a glass of water, alongside a whip he had bought months ago for the purpose of dealing with Bianca.

Bianca felt water splashed on her face and she immediately coughed out and rose up from the floor. She was trying to envisage what had happened, when she felt sharp pain right at her back. Bianca turned around and saw her uncle with a whip.

"Get up you bitch. How dare you break my plates." Another whip landed on her thighs and this time, Bianca yelled out. "You are nothing but a piece of trash!" He made an attempt to whip her, but Bianca rushed out of the living room.

"That girl must be really crazy! Every dollar I make for the purpose of feeding the family isn't easy to make. How dare she break those plates!" Felix said, trying to calm his nerves down, while Amy watched the whole scene in satisfaction.

"I think I have an idea!" Amy said, ushering Felix away from the place and back to the couch, so he could calm down.

"Go on, I am all ears." He said, dropping the whip on the table.

"Considering Giovanni has no idea about who Dora is, we could easily replace her with Bianca. At Least the bitch is of no use for us. We will only end up killing her and the police may arrest us. So, I suggest we use her as a collateral instead." Felix looked at Amy for a moment weighing on what she had just said.

"I think it's high time we get that bitch out of this house indeed. So tomorrow, when Giovanni arrives, we will present her as our daughter and do away with her." Felix said with a smirk coming through to his face.