"I can't tell if you're a gift or a curse Antonio, I don't know what you do to me, I don't like it but I don't want you to stop" Valentina Rossi. Valentina Rossi was raised to be a killer. As the daughter of the most powerful boss in the country and doubling as the underboss of the mafia gang, Valentina knew how to use her beauty and cunning strategies to get what she wants. But, Valentina's world was turned upside down the moment she laid eyes on Antonio Salvatore. As the daughter of the Don, she was taught never to trust anyone let alone fall in love, worse still with an ordinary servant. As their love grows, secrets and betrayals threaten to destroy them both. Can love triumph over vengeance or will their secrets destroy them?
VALENTINA'S POV
The moment I walked into the room, I was overcome by the repulsive scent of rotting carcasses and blood.
Despite always keeping my eyes and ears tuned to the ground, I pondered how this crucial piece of information had escaped my grasp.
It's the reason my father, Don Matteo, refers to me as the hawk.
The second in charge of the largest Mafia clan in Italy, and soon to be Donna of the Mafia, I am Valentina Rossi, your worst nightmare.
I'm sickened just thinking about it, and my stomach turns, but this is the world I was born into, and I have to deal with it or face my father's anger.
"What is the meaning of this rubbish!" The gang members all stare at the floor, frightened to look me in the eye, as soon as I enter the room, I say.
"I know I am talking to humans here so for your good, better start talking!"
When I scream in that voice that terrifies men and makes them shudder, they instantly kneel to me without any questioning.
"Mafia queen, we do not know how this happened, we just got informed..." His incomplete sentence was met with a forceful smack, and he winced as he spat blood.
What a dumb idiot.
Could you please keep track of yourself speaking? Did you hear the garbage you just said? I wonder where my father got all of you; you were fucking meant to protect the borders, you fool. We've lost forty soldiers in two months, and now you're spitting crap.
I cried out, kicking the stools that were in my way, while attempting to quiet my anxious mind.
These men don't realize how serious their errors are, and I will pay the price for their offenses.
It's well-known that Don Matteo never accepts a no, especially from someone in whom he has so great faith.
He is definitely going to kill me tonight; I'm not even sure how to begin explaining any of this.
"You have no idea how much you just hurt me. "You idiots, you go down with me if I go down, and I don't care if I kill you all myself. You know how ruthless Don can be, and yet you choose to make this mistake."
My chest was heaving up and down when I screamed in fury.
I inserted the cigarette between my middle and index fingers, lighted it, and exhaled the smoke into my lungs before puffing it out.
I repeat this process a few more times while they watch me move.
"What about the supplies, I guess they're in good condition?" I ask, hoping for a positive answer that may at least lessen my punishment for tonight, with my back to them.
"Mafia queen, we can explain..." The man that I had yelled at before, Camilo, was the official duty spokesman.
Next, start talking. We have other assignments to complete, so we don't have the entire day to ourselves," I explain, tapping my foot anxiously on the ground.
"Mafia queen... I..." He gasped audibly and stammered. I didn't have the heart to hear it, much less understand what was making this guy act like a fish that had been let out of water.
"Can you please say whatever you want to say, Camilo?" His pointless rants were slowly making me lose my senses, I muttered, downing the bottle of spirits in one rush.
"It was not intentional mafia queen, I..."
"If you say my name one more time I promise I'll rip your brains out, are you insane?" He lifts his hands in surrender as I say, aiming a revolver at his forehead.
When he eventually started, "I'm sorry, mafia queen, but I am afraid to break the sad news-the supplies were hijacked before the men were killed," the gun dropped from my hands.
This must be a joke.
"This is a game right, more like truth or dare, tell me you're joking Camillo?" I asked, secretly hoping he was dragging my legs, panic shining in my eyes and my pulse pounding wildly against my chest.
"Mafia queen, I swear we tried our best but you know the ll Cuore Nero has the strongest men in their squad, they hijacked the supplies and..."
"Save me the nonsense speech you idiot, you mean men like you hijacked and took supplies worth a hundred million dollars from you?!"
With astonishment, I asked, my eyes nearly bursting from their sockets.
"Mafia queen, we promise we'll get to the root of this, we'll pay them back in..."
"Stop blabbing you idiot, do you know what you just caused me, Damn those idiots have bitten more than they can chew and I will not rest till I see them all go down!" Before anyone notices, I say, wiping the one tear that has escaped my eyes.
"Prepare the trucks now, go and monitor things at the brothel, I need to see Don and report the current situations of things to him, I don't want him to hear it from other sources that would be the end of me,"
I say, giving my men the go-ahead, and they all scatter.
My father was extremely unpredictable; the last time I passed out from his beating, he resumed another round that was even more severe than the first. I was used to having to be strong at all times and could not afford to be weak in front of my subjects.
I can't do this anymore.
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