I was born into the Italian Mafia. My father was never the Capo and never secondhand man. He was just an assassin, a very skilled one. He is the head assassin and he is also the third in commanded for security and defense.
I was never raised in the headquarters mansion but I was raised in a small cottage near it. My father would sometimes spend WEEKS there. He would occasionally come home and he would bring men, when the men came he would tell me to stay in my room, out of sight.
I always wondered if I wasn't good enough or maybe if he was embarrassed to have me. I spent 18 years hidden and I never met a soul, besides my mom and dad. But one day, that all changed.
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Il Rosso
ChickLitRose Delarosso thought that her parents were honest and loving people. She knew about their affiliation with the mafia, but what she didnt know was how deep in they were.
