Love And Secret of The Mafia Princess

The beautiful brown haired girl sat limply in the corner of the closet. Those light brown eyes kept on shedding tears on her special day which ended up being a mess. The girl had no idea that there would be chaos, because the mafiosos had come at the invitation of her beloved papa.

"Mama..." The girl mumbled the figure she had missed all the time.

"Mama ... Mama ... Papa disappointed me hoohoohoo ..." The girl fell down crying hugging her own cold body in silence.

What should have been a festive and stunning seventeenth birthday party ended in deep disappointment.

"My party was ruined because of Papa's selfishness..." The light brown eyes stared blankly at the black toilet door. Beautiful beginnings don't always end in happiness. The girl was still sobbing, then fell silent remembering her special day ended sadly.

***

Everything was arranged perfectly as what was dreamed of. The birthday party venue was so luxuriously decorated with sparkling crystal chandeliers, the swan princess theme was so beautiful and elegant, as well as a dazzling party dress for a beautiful girl on her special sweet seventeen birthday.

"Papa, this is so beautiful beyond what I imagined!" Such a sweet voice to listen to all day long from a beautiful girl.

"Buon compleanno, figlia mia! Bianca has always been number one for Papa." The gray-haired man looked at his daughter affectionately. "Papa will always make everything Papa's little daughter wants." The man gently stroked the beautiful girl's head.

"Grazie mille, Papa! This is going to be an amazing party for me!" Bianca hugged her papa tightly and rushed over to her friends.

The old man raised his left hand, signaling for his right hand person to rush towards him. The only man who has the power to govern under the boss's leadership.

"Si, Signore! Everything is under control safely and the fellow mafiosos have arrived as planned." The mighty and dashing man conveyed the message calmly.

"Make sure everything goes smoothly, Juan! Make sure the food and drink for the Capos and others are fulfilled!" The old man looked around with his eagle eyes, until he found his beloved daughter laughing with her friends.

"Si, Signore!" Juan the right hand man nodded firmly at his command and left to make sure everything went according to plan.

"Bianca, here! Woah ... woah ... woah ... look at her become a beautiful swan princess, guys!" exclaimed one of her close friends who is always dramatic everywhere. The long blonde tossed her hair.

"She's very beautiful, isn't she?" The whispers of Bianca's friends were soft as she passed between them.

"See, what I tell you, guys! Our Birthday Girl is amazing!" A cheerful youth commented.

"Bianca, why did you turn into a Goddess when I'm still a praying mantis?" teased her friend who always spreads his charm pretends to be the most handsome actor.

"Hahaha...! Haven't I been a goddess since birth?" Bianca cheerfully answered by turning her body around as a ballerina.

"Bianca this seems such an amazing party!" said one of her friends while looking around her with a look of admiration.

"Ohh... Grazie! I designed this party months ago. Papa made my dream today everything perfect." The girl replied with her cheerful voice.

"Bia, Happy Birthday, Sweetheart!" said the Pinkish who was always excited.

"Bia, why are the mafiosos, here? Isn't your party private?" The pinkish haired girl looked at Bianca with a confused look. Hee other friends also paid attention to their surroundings, which were already full of mafiosos from Capo to soldiers.

Many of her friends wish her a happy birthday and best wishes for the future. Sweet seventeen will be the first step for her to turn into a free and independent Bianca. Living in a mafia environment makes her have to be extra careful and restrained by the many rules from her father who is the boss of the Il Diamante Cartel.

"Okay, guys, enjoy the party! Please excuse me first, because I have to find Papa now!" said goodbye to the goose girl.

Bianca looked around her angrily. She did not expect the arrival of guests from the mafioso she did not invite.

"Grazie, happy birthday, Rosa!" She no longer responded to the words of the youth under her father with a cheerful face. Reluctantly, she left her friends disappointed in the party area.

"Sigh... where's Papa? Why are there so many mafiosos here?" Bianca muttered uneasily, not seeing her papa around.

The girl walked quickly, until she lifted her dazzling dress while looking here and there.

"Principessa, Happy Birthday!" greet one Capo who was nearby gave a birthday wish, but she ignored it and left quickly looking for her papa.

"Hufh... argh... where is Papa!" Bianca took a deep breath seeing that there were already drunk people around her which made her even more annoyed.

Bianca paused for a moment to stare at the crystal chandelier hanging from the ceiling, without realizing that someone was standing behind her.

"Principessa, why are you here?"

The birthday girl jumped in surprise at Juan's presence, her father's right hand that she didn't realize was right behind her. "Aaah... gosh, Juan!" Bianca was shocked, until she squeezed the dress she was lifting.

"Mi dispiace, Principessa." Juan said softly to her.

"Come on, Juan, where's Papa? Why are all the mafiosos here?" Bianca looked at Juan with a worried look and raised her voice.

"Mi dispiace, Signore Acetta is meeting with the Capo of the West, Principessa. And the mafiosos were invited directly by Signore Acetta." Juan answered bluntly and calmly looked at Bianca who was already blushing, from holding back anger.

"Are you kidding me, Juan? Why didn't Papa tell me? Why... why didn't you tell me too, Juan? THIS IS MY PARTY! MY PARTY IS NOT Daddy's PARTY!" Bianca grew even more angry with what Juan had said to her. She raised her voice, until she shouted at Juan in the corner of the venue near the stage.

"Principessa ..." Juan was taken aback by the screams of his boss' daughter. The girl then ran away from him towards the gray haired man who was laughing with the Capos from the West.

"Papa ... Papa ... Papa ..." Bianca ran over to her papa who was with the Capos holding bottles of Grappa, an impressive Italian alcohol.

"Si, Tesoro. What is it, honey?" The gray haired man looked at his daughter rushing towards him.

"Papa, can you talk to me alone now? Please, Pa, this is very important." The girl pulled the old, but still handsome man onto the balcony.

"Si, Si, Tesoro. Why did you draw Papa here?" The gray-haired man crossed his arms and looked at his angry little daughter.

"Papa, why are the mafiosos here? It's my birthday party, right?" The girl turned her waist and raised her voice to her beloved papa.

"I was the one who invited them, Honey. Let them join the party to celebrate your birthday." The gray haired man held his little daughter's shoulders gently. He looked straight into his light brown eyes, which were starting to turn red.

"Papa, I remind you, okay! This is my party! I should have the right to invite whoever is here. Look at them, Papa! They're getting drunk even when my party hasn't started yet." The girl pointed in all the directions the mafiosos were in.

"I always obey all the rules from Papa, but why would Papa do what you want at my special party?" Bianca added breathlessly.

They laughed loudly, holding bottles and glasses of Grappa, Campari and Strega Liquore regardless of the rest of the guests and Bianca having a party. The beautiful girl's voice began to tremble from the anger she was holding back.

"Come on, Papa has been preparing this party as extravagantly as possible for months. Tesoro, let them toast. Your party's gonna get even more fun, okay? Papa needs to get back to Capo and other important people soon." The gray haired man hugged his daughter briefly and started to walk away, ignoring his own beloved daughter.

"Daddy is still selfish! I'm your daughter, Papa, but you only put your fun first!" Bianca couldn't contain her anger anymore and screamed at her papa who had rushed into the venue.

The light brown eyes started to tear up. The disappointment felt by the beautiful girl was so high, that it made her silently stare angrily at the empty place where her papa stood. "WHAT AN OLD BASTARD!"

Bianca was still silent on the balcony, her dream party was ruined by the arrival of the mafiosos invited by her father. Her beautiful face had disappeared and was replaced with a gloomy face, her fists tightened on her dress which would leave rough indentations on that beautiful dress.

"Principessa... are you okay?" asked Juan, the dashing man looked at the beautiful girl worriedly.

Growing up together in the same building, made him understand and know more about the cartel boss's favorite little daughter.

"Si, si, Juan... just a little disappointed with Papa." Bianca tried to smile.

"Is Papa in there? I want to try and persuade Papa again to get the mafiosos out of my party." This girl looked at Juan's blue eyes with hope.

"Hmm, Signore is back inside with the Capos." Juan looked at those light brown eyes calmly. He knew that the girl's wish would never come true. Juan really understood his boss, Matteo Acetta. Matteo, the leader of the Mafia Il Diamante cartel in Sicily, is known to be overprotective and strict about the rules for his two children.

"Principessa, the boss' rules are fixed. You know that, right? It is unlikely that the boss will agree to your wishes." Juan straightforwardly broke the Birthday Girl's hopes.

The light brown eyes widened and stared intently at those blue eyes which crushed her last hope of persuading her beloved papa once again.

"Argh... leave me alone now, Juan! Your hospitality is just fake." The girl's fist tightened again and her voice grew cold.

The gloomy gaze was getting cloudier, staring blankly ahead, remembering her childhood with her beloved brother.

***

"Papa... Where's Luca? I miss him so much." The little girl ran to her father who was working in the living room. The slurred voice distracted the handsome man from the mountain of paper.

"Oh la la, mia Principessa ... don't run again! Papa doesn't want you to get hurt. Your brother is at the pool with Juan." The handsome man lifted his beautiful daughter into his lap, looked at those light brown eyes lovingly and kissed her daughter's forehead gently.

"Ah, I just want Luca! Luca... Luca... Biana is here, where are you!" The scream of the little girl echoed from the door facing directly to the swimming pool.

"Oh my Bianca... Come here!" The dark brown haired man turned his gaze towards the door, looking at his beautiful little sister with exasperation. Luca came out of the pool and approached his little sister.

"Come... come... wanna hug me?" Luca spread his arms waiting for a tight hug from the beautiful girl.

"Si, si, si, Luca... Biana want Luca." The girl ran cheerfully into the arms of her beloved sister.

Juan who saw the closeness of the siblings smiled warmly from the edge of the pool. Luca, the candidate for successor to the throne of Matteo Acetta, tightly embraced his beautiful sister and went inside, leaving Juan the right hand man.

"Luca, wanna play doll with me?" Bianca's round eyes begged Luca to play with her dolls.

"Si, mio ​​Angelo... I'll be the King, then." Luca pinched his sister's cheeks affectionately and kissed Bianca's forehead gently.

***

Those sweet memories with Papa and Luca made Bianca feel calmer. She would still try to persuade his Papa. It's her special birthday party that should end perfectly as she dreamed.

Bianca convinced herself once again to talk to her father who is overprotective and full of rules that he must obey. She was tired of all the rules from her papa even her circle of friends was regulated by the father making her restrained.

Inside the room, Matteo stepped aside from the mafiosos, staring intently at the old painting in the hall. Mateo had no regrets at all by inviting the mafiosos to his beautiful daughter's birthday party even allowing the mafiosos to toast and feast in full lavishness.

Her little daughter's friends are few and of course they are the children from his own cartel. Matteo was relieved to know they were having a party with the cartels, because for him it was something of honor for Bianca as a red rose of Il Diamante. It was certain that his girl would be safe among his confidants.

The safety of his little daughter and eldest son was of course a top priority for him. His memory went back to the past when he had to lose his soulmate

***

"Mm ... Mm ... Mio Marito ... Hh ... Help us Lu ... Luca and Bianca please save ... save them ..." His wife's voice was stuttering, crying and sounded so desperate.

Matteo just froze, didn't expect to get call like this. He tried to call back the number but nothing happened.

"Juan, call all the members! Track the number and be ready to fight. This is a life or death between us and our cartel. They kidnapped my wife and my kids, you know? If they hurted them even just one inch, I'll kill them!" Matteo hit the table really hard and full of anger.

That day, his wife and the kids supposedly go to park with his bodyguard, but it turned out to be disaster.

"Signore, both of the bodyguards died in the scene! They got shots in head and near the heart. Our car's still in parking lot, we try to get all the cctv and information about this cartel too." Juan, his right hand man then gave Matteo the information about his bodyguard who was responsible to protect his family.

"Acetta, you have to bring thirteen billion! Oh, and also two bags of Heroins and Fentanly! The exchange will be at 4 PM in the old warehouse, Castelmola!" Matteo got the call after 2 hours. He answered the request from the boss of Aquila cartel in low deep tone holding his anger, "Bastardo ... if you hurt them, I'll kill all of you!"

Matteo tried to calm himself and prepare all the things quickly. All of his cartel were already in the warehouse, waiting for his family to come for the exchange. He promised himself he would kill all the members of that small cartel.

Aquila's cartel had arrived in the warehouse. They dragged Matteo wife's from the first car, then his kids from the second car.

"Papa... Papa... Papa help us!" screamed Luca.

"Hey, let my sister go!" His son tried really hard to escape from Aquila's cartel man, but ended up got hard slap, till Luca fell.

The situation ended up so badly, gunfire exploded between the cartels. Matteo turned out was really late to save his wife. He saw it so clearly the don of Aquila cartel shot his wife in the head.

Matteo then shot the don of Aquila in the head fifth times before running toward his wife who was already lying lifeless and hugged her so tightly. "Amore... wake up... noo... noo... Amore, ti amo!!!" Matteo was crying and screaming.

Juan finally could take Bianca from the shooting areas. He took her to their car and locked her inside.

"Nooo ... bastard, I'll kill you! Principe, stay with me, please ... everything will be okay!" Juan screamed seeing Luca got shot. He ran back to his car and took the two kids to the hospital.

***

Matteo sighed harshly remembering that dark time. "Ti amo, amore..." Matteo mumbled softly. He wanted to close all the past of his son and daughter from severe trauma. That's his top priority, so providing extra protection for them, especially his little daughter, is the best choice.

Money is an easy thing to get for Matteo. With money, he is easy to move anywhere. Il Diamante makes a lot of money in many ways, both clean and dirty hands. He would do anything for the cartel.

Matteo rejoined his subordinates who were partly drunk. He finished a bottle of Grappa with 60% alcohol. Then, he saw his daughter waving at him with a blurry look.

"Papa ... Papa ... wait! I wanna talk with you, please ..." Bianca ran fast to reach her father. She hold her father's hand really tight and took him back to balcony.

"What now, Bianca? Papa already told you!" Matteo glared at his daughter with a slight stagger.

"Really Papa? Are you drunk too? God, I'm so done with this! I have enough! This is my birthday party, but Papa destroyed it. Not just seeing all of the mafioso got drunk and make a mess in my party, let alone you Papa!" Bianca takes a breath, "I'm not happy with my life, I want to be free, Papa. It sucks to live my life like this! Papa broke my heart exactly on my special day!" Bianca screamed to her father.

"What did you say, Bianca? Papa always give you the best life. I even tried to protect you from danger outside there. I give you so much money to buy everything you want. Papa gave you everything!" Matteo snapped at his daughter with bulging eyes.

"I'm not happy with your job as a don Papa, don't be greedy and crazy for money, Papa!" Bianca's voice weakened with tears in her eyes.

"You're crazy, Bianca! You don't understand about things here ... so, shut up your mouth now!" Matteo left her daughter with anger.

"You're crazy Bianca! You don't understand about things here! So, shut up your mouth now!"

Bianca thought about her father's last words before coming back inside. She didn't expect it ended up like this. Days where she should be happy filled with smiles and laughter, replaced with endless chaos. The most important person in her life, who was there for her at all times, and was on her side, today just messed up at her special party.

Bianca clenched her fists tighter, not expecting at all that she would be facing so much in such a short time. She clearly remembers her hard work being a feminine woman today and leaving her tomboy side.

Living since childhood surrounded by men, especially mafiosos, made Bianca grow up to be a tomboyish girl. The girl needs to get used to speaking softly and comfortably to be heard all day long. He even gave up his oversized clothes to be replaced with dresses that were not comfortable for running or walking.

Bianca also let her feet hurt from heels and polished her face with heavy make-up. He couldn't help but smile wryly as all his efforts for his special day ended in vain. The light brown eyes began to glaze over with all the emotions that overflowed.

***

"Huh... should I wear all that? I'm going crazy!" The girl looked at all the things that filled her queen size bed. Heel shoes, long to short dresses, various kinds of make-up products, branded bags, and others that have been ordered by her nanny since childhood.

The girl took black heels with 12 cm high heels and looked at her in horror, "Whatt... What are these shoes? I might break my leg with this! It's terrible!"

Instantly the tomboyish girl remembered her main goal of changing just for the sake of her special day and let out a long sigh, "Huft... being beautiful is painful, please help me, God..."

Bianca had prepared mentally and physically to try on the heels in the living room, "Is it really like this wearing them? If I break my leg, I will sue this brand!" said the girl grumpily.

She started to stand up by raising her hands to maintain her balance. She tried to step a few inches from the sofa with a body so stiff it made her unbalanced and fell on the white fur carpet.

The sound of her scream echoed through the large room, causing several mafiosos on duty, the chef, and the head aunt to come running into the living room.

"Principessa, what just happened?" One of the mafiosos asked worriedly seeing their boss's daughter sprawled on the carpet.

"No... nothing... hehe I'm fine, all of you can go back to work again now...hush..hush!" The young woman endured embarrassment, until her face turned red because it made many people run to her. Bianca breathed a sigh of relief that no one saw her when she fell.

"Ehem... Principessa, did you fall while wearing those heels?" A voice from her left side made her turn her head towards the middle-aged woman with neatly curled blonde hair. The head maid who had also taken care of her since childhood was standing near the pillar.

"Oh... no, Auntie, I... I didn't do anything!" Bianca stammered.

"Then what's wrong with your pretty legs, Honey?" Auntie raised her eyebrows with a thin laugh, making the girl blush even more embarrassed.

"Auntie... stop! I'm practicing in these horrible shoes, okay?" Bianca crossed her arms and made a grim face.

The expression on her face changed instantly, when she got a brilliant idea and approached the head maid after taking off the heels roughly. "Aunt... Aunt... Auntie is the kindest person I know and loves me very much, right? Can you teach me how to wear those damn shoes?" Bianca tilted her head to the right and pulled out her puppy eyes.

"Hahaha... Principessa, alright. What can't I do for this princess of mine?" Auntie rubbed her head gently. From noon to that afternoon, Bianca spent her time learning to be a proper girl with her maid.

***

The memory made her tear up even more. The pain she felt while practicing in heels was incomparable to what she was feeling right now.

Bianca was shocked to remember that her friends were still on the dance floor. She wiped the tears still stuck in her beautiful eyes. Then, she left the balcony heading inside by changing her facial expression to be as normal as possible, so that her friends wouldn't worry.

She ran slowly towards her group of friends at the front near the stage. "Hi... I'm so sorry, guys, I just met someone. I didn't think my party would end like this. Sorry for making you guys uncomfortable at all." Bianca felt so guilty with her friends.

"Hey, it's okay, Bia! We're okay, really!" The Pinkish tried to calm Bianca, even though their surroundings showed that the party was starting to get messy.

"Thank you for your understanding. I'll find you another room that's more comfortable and definitely just for us. I'll be back as soon as possible. Enjoy the party here with the others and don't go apart, okay?" Bianca left her friends and ran out of her party room looking for a new room, especially for her friends.

However, thirty minutes had passed, even her legs were starting to feel sore, she had not found a proper and clean room to use. Her father's big building is only used for certain events, so it's not always ready for use.

"Hoohoohoo, so tired... auch, my legs hurt so bad! Why is there no usable room?" Bianca gasped as she made her way to the third floor.

"Principessa, what are you doing here? Isn't your party in the main hall?" One of her father's mafiosos startled her suddenly.

"Good grief! You just startled me! You know a decent room ready to use? I need a new room for my friends." Bianca asked the tall man with an uneasy expression. The light brown eyes looked anxiously at the tall man.

"Mi dispiace, Principessa, there is no other room prepared besides the main hall." The man nodded at her and walked away.

The tall man's answer made her even more crushed. The emotions she had been holding back burst out just like that. Bianca sprinted towards the women's restroom in the corner of the room, ignoring the tiredness and pain in her long legs.

The tears could no longer be contained from her eyelids. The tears she always kept and would only shed when she missed her beloved mother who was already in heaven.

But tonight, her tears were unstoppable and flowed just like that. The beautiful brown haired girl sat limply in the corner of the closet. Those light brown eyes kept on shedding tears on her special day which ended up being a mess. The girl had no idea that there would be chaos because of the mafiosos who had come at the invitation of her beloved papa.

"Mama ... Mama ... Papa disappointed me hoohoohoo ..." The girl fell down crying hugging her own cold body in silence.

What should have been a festive and stunning seventeenth birthday party ended in deep disappointment.

"My party was ruined because of Papa's selfishness..." The light brown eyes stared blankly at the black toilet door. Beautiful beginnings don't always end in happiness. The girl was still sobbing, then fell silent remembering her special day ended sadly.

"Mama... I miss you so bad." Bianca was still sobbing and even forgot the whereabouts of the only older brother she had.

In fact, Bianca jumped in surprise as her friends were still in the party room waiting for her, who had sadly isolated herself in the toilet. Bianca hurriedly got up and went outside to see if anyone had gone into the same toilet as her.

Bianca immediately tidied up her special dress and makeup which luckily was water proof. The girl went back out into the third floor corridor and tried to find another room to the back end.

Not long after, she saw a staircase with black marble. Likewise with the pillars surrounding the stairs.

"Finally, I hope I'll get a room upstairs." Bianca climbed the stairs and looked up at the slightly darker fourth floor from the other floors.

Arriving at the top, she felt so strange with the dark room. The air that was so foreign to her was rushing into her body.

After looking around, Bianca was sure she had never seen a room like it. Bianca found a room with a large door at the back. Her slender hands reached into the pockets inside her dress to take out her cell phone and turn on the flashlight.

As soon as she stepped inside, she was surprised by the number of large and sturdy machines. As she got closer, Bianca was surprised to learn about her surroundings, to the point where she almost fell.

"Oh, my Lord! Papa... wh... what are these?"

Her voice choked when she saw the money printers and the piles of counterfeit notes that were ready to be circulated. Her cell phone slipped from her slender fingers and smashed freely against the black marble floor, leaving a sound that echoed across the dark and cold fourth floor.0