The Arrival.

She took Mr. Genovese's lunch to him when the maid told her to. Mrs Elizabeth promised to give her a list of items to do for him while she was working as a caretaker.

Isabella was not concerned with the job. She wanted to impress and gain their trust. The best way to do it was to act like she loved what she was doing.

"Do you need anything, Mr Vito?" she asked with a smile while he enjoyed his meal.

"No, Isabella," He said, cleaning his lips with the napkin tied around his neck.

"I will be downstairs, sir," Isabella told him. She wanted to be there when his son comes back home.

"Is Nicholas back?" He asked in a low tone. His voice was slow and soft. She could barely hear him before and now that he was speaking so low, she did not get his words.

"Pardon?" Isabella came closer and asked. She noticed that he had no tattoo on his hand. Was he not an ex member of the nostra family?

"Let me know when my sons come back home," He said, dropping the cutleries in his hand. Isabella nodded and took the tray of food away. He barely touched his meal.

She wondered what was bothering him. He seemed to be quiet and more reserved in person than she heard from Miguel.

He was the ex don. The godfather before his son. He ran the family business for years before the accident.

Isabella was not concerned on how it happened. She knew that karma was been fair. After what this family did to hers, they did not deserve a little beat of happiness.

"Monsters," She cursed as she strode down the stairs with the tray in her hand. If not that she just started working here today, she would have dropped the tray on the floor.

"Did you say something?" Mrs. Elizabeth asked her. The older woman stood at the last step.

"N-no-oo," Isabella shook her a head. Today was her first day and the Genovese's were going to monitor her all day. They would make sure that she was not a threat to the family.

"Then, watch where you go, young lady," Miss Theresa warned with fearsome eyes. She hated the new caretaker with everything she had. Seeing her work in this mansion, made her angrier.

Isabella lowered her eyes. She knew that Miss Theresa was waiting for her to make a mistake.

"Let's not make it a big deal, Theresa," Mrs Elizabeth stopped her. It was the caretaker's first day at work. She was impressed with the way she handled everything today. "Give the dishes to the house help, Bella."

Isabella smiled and walked to the kitchen door. She heard the women arguing about what happened yesterday. It was obvious that Miss Theresa was still angry that Mr. Luciano chose her.

"Here, you go" Isabella gave the tray to one of the house help and headed for the main door. She was done for now and Mr. Vito would not been needing her till evening.

She promised to take him for a walk after he had rested. Right now, she wanted to have a look at the environment she was going to spy on.

The mansions were big but the people were not in. Isabella wondered where they all went to. Was it for a family function?

No. They won't leave Mr. Vito out. He was the head of the family no matter the condition he was in.

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Outside the mansion, the cool breeze welcomed her into the environment. Isabella stared at the beautiful garden. It was like the imperial gardens she read in one of the ottoman empire stories. It has flowers of different species.

She walked to a tree and sat under it. It was more peaceful here than in doors. They seemed to follow her everywhere she went to.

Isabella looked to the west side. There was a white mansion at the other side of the Villa. She could barely see how big it was because of the distance. If only she could enter the mansion and know why it was built there instead of where the others were.

She brought her phone from the pockets of her dress. Quickly, she swiped up and unlocked it with the hope that she would contact Miguel.

Isabella dialed his number. It rang but nobody picked up. The subscriber was not picking up and she needed to communicate with him.

She changed her mind and dialed Linda's number. The woman was the only option she had even though they were not friends.

"Hello," Isabella said when the call was answered. She waited patiently for someone to return her greeting.

"How are you doing, Miss Cosa," the voice that came from the other end, asked. It was Linda.

"I'm fine, Linda," Isabella replied. She stood up from the floor and started strolling back to the mansion. "I just wanted to let you know that everything is going well and nobody suspects me."

"Good but you shouldn't contact us right now," Linda told her. It was risky. If the Genovese Family comes to know that she was working for Miguel, they would blow her head with a gun.

"Okay, Linda. Bye," She ended the call and put back her phone in her pocket. Just when she was about to go in, five black Ferraris, entered the Villa. They stopped right in front of the mansion. There was no need for her to ask who they were.

Isabella knew that they were the famous sons of Vito Genovese.