Chapter 30

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1 year later

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1 year later...

"Why can't you send someone else?" I questioned my boss Mateo holding the phone up to my ear

"Because you're the best assassin we have to kill this motherfucker" Mateo states "I don't give a fuck how you kill him, seduce him, shoot him in the dick do what you have to"

"Fine, so what's the guys name and what does he look like" I asked

"Marcello Rossi, tall, tanned, handsome you know the typical mafia man type"

My heart dropped and my palms began to sweat, Thinking back to my husband, the love of my life who left me and I was going to see him at this gala for the first time in a year.

"I'll send you the rest of the details" Mateo states and hangs up leaving my head spinning and my mind in a whole different state

A single tear fell from my eye hearing the name of the man who gave me the best life i'd ever had and then destroyed it.

"Fuck" I muttered under my breath trying to pull myself together. After I moved into this apartment I became an assassin, it's much easier than being a mafia princess and I can kill all the mother fuckers I want and get paid for it

Unfortunately I have to kill my husband.

Nobody in Italy knows he's still my husband since I go by Isabella Suárez again, It hurt too much to keep the last name Rossi and it reminded me of all the good times we had and bad times

Nobody in Italy knows he's still my husband since I go by Isabella Suárez again, It hurt too much to keep the last name Rossi and it reminded me of all the good times we had and bad times

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Stepping into where the gala was held I decided to go get myself a drink at the bar, this was going to be a very long night so I needed to prepare myself with plenty of drinks

My gun was placed in my stocking just below where my panties where and I wore a black long sleeved dress with my chest on show paired with black heels, I also had on dark red lipstick and my hair was in a slicked back ponytail showing off my features

I haven't fucked anyone since Marcello, I haven't been on any dates and I certainly haven't been in a relationship. Although he's treated me like shit and I would love nothing more than to put a bullet in his beautiful head I'm still in love with him and I hate myself for it.

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