One

Selina tucked the loose strand of her hair behind her ear as she worked in her father's restaurant.

She served some customers and they nodded. "Grazie."

At age nineteen Selina was an extremely beautiful. Probably the most beautiful girl in the entire Sicilian village.

When she walked by, heads turned and their eyes followed her every move.

She had long flowing black hair, her eyes were a unique shade of brown, her lashes were long and seductive and she had a dimple pierced to her right cheek whenever she laughed.

Unlike most girls her age, Selina had already fully matured.

Her breasts were full and standing, she had a perfect tiny waist and her backside gave her a perfect figure eight.

Selina was so innocent and caring that she was unaware of her own good looks and the impact she left on people.

Being the only child of her father and with no mother, her father doted over her. Her father would never let any man come near his daughter. She was as beautiful as a princess and so she most definitely deserved a prince.

Selina looked at the time.

Most of the customers had already left and the only ones left behind was an old couple who were in fact, just leaving.

"Selina it's time to close the shop!" Marco who was the head chef said from behind the counter. "We're leaving!"

He was referring to him and the remaining staff.

She smiled. "No problem. Just go ahead. I would close up the restaurant."

Then they waved at her and left.

Once the elderly couple had left, Selina put everything in place, turned off the lights and locked the restaurant before leaving.

Her papa hated her being the last person to leave the store, but then she preferred some freedom.

She was done with her secondary school yes, but she wished to go to university and perhaps go to America. Leave Italy and travel around.

But she understood that her papa was having difficulties with the business. Moreover if she left him, who was going to take care of him?

As she walked down the streets. It was quiet and you could see the lamppost pointing light in the night.

Then she felt someone behind her and she turned around.

There were two men walking behind her.

She held her breath and tried her best to quicken her pace without making it seem so obvious.

"Signora! Where are you going to?" The men called.