Welcome To The Family.

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"Genovese?" Isabella asked with her brows furrowed in confusion. She crossed her eyes and relaxed in her seat. "This is impossible."

"I don't think it is," Linda told her.

"I think you should keep quiet for now and let Miguel do the talking, Lin…da," Isabella was no longer in the mood to pay respect to this strange lady that wanted to send her on an impossible mission. Those were her parents' killers.

"Well, Miss De La Cosa," the Capone sat upright. He knew that it was going to be difficult to convince the witch. "The boss wants it… We will do as he says."

Isabella's cheeks reddened. What a selfish boss she was going to work for? He did not care about her feelings or safety. All he wanted was her services even if her head was going to cut by one of the Mafias "then, tell your boss it was nice doing busy with him. I'm out."

She grabbed her little purse and walked towards the door. Another minute spent in this room was an insult to her late parents.

Isabella turned the doorknob. All of a sudden, her sister's laughter echoed in the room. Her heart began to pound heavily within her chest. How did Rosario get in here?

She looked back and saw the phone in Miguel's hand. It was a video of her sister laughing at the door with some stranger. An uncontrollable heat traveled up to her chest and she felt like giving him a slap.

"Calm down, Miss Cosa," Miguel told her. He ended the video and stood up from his seat. "Your sister is safe… but only for now. I need you to cooperate with me. The boss can't take no as an answer for you."

Beads of sweat covered her forehead quickly. She would never forgive herself if anything happens to Rosa "Fine, Miguel. But why me? The Genovese family knows my parents already. What if they take me in and get the boss?"

She was trying to convince him to let it go.

"No, Isabella. They have no idea if you exist," He called her name for the first. "We are not fools. Everything is been taken care of. If you give your consent, we shall continue….wait, the boss never mentioned if your consent was important."

Isabella looked at them. It was either this or her siblings. She was going to work for them with no choice "I'm in but you must guarantee my safety."

Miguel smiled "Don't you worry, love. We took care of that. Follow me."

She followed him out of the room. They used the stairs this time. When they got to a red door, Miguel stopped and looked back. When he was sure that no one was looking, he knocked and it was opened.

Isabella wondered why he brought her to this room. It was like gym. There were four other members in, training hard. She wished she could ask questions.

"This people are going to be around the house or office to protect you," Miguel explained. The trainees greeted and he answered before turning to Isabella "Any question, mademoiselle?"

"Who needs a caretaker at the Genovese's mansion?" she asked him.

"Mr. Genovese, the ex-don of the family," Linda was the one who answered. Isabella wished she didn't. "He was involved in a fatal accident many years ago. What a pity, it claimed the lives of his wife and two kids, confining him to a wheelchair."

"Terrible right?" Miguel asked.

The skin between her forehead pinched "No, it was a perfect punishment."

They all stared at her. No one expected such words from her because what happened to the Genovese was terrible.

"Well, that is that" Miguel broke the silence as they continued to walk around. The gym was big enough to contain thirty members. "His youngest son succeed him. A well known bachelor. Women call him the most handsome and richest man in El Dorado."

"He is," Linda added. "His looks kill every eyes that behold them. I admired his beauty but not his heart or position."

Isabella rolled her eyes. She did not care if he was the most handsome or richest man in the world. That man murdered her parents and she was going to get revenge for that.

Miguel opened an inner door and looked inside. He spoke in Spanish and the men walked out of the room "Don Nicholas is the most powerful godfather in the underworld right now. He is untouchable and any one who tries to bring him down ends up dead.

Isabella narrowed her brow at him "Is this the best way you want to get rid of me?"

"No, Miss Cosa," He turned the light in the room and invited them in. "I told you that you are going to be fine. What we are about to do, is the only way to bring Don Nicholas down."

Isabella sat quietly. It seemed like this was another office of Miguel. There were different pistols hung on the wall. Also, the axes were well arranged after the guns. She swallowed hard at the knives on his table.

"Working as a caretaker, you won't draw much attention," Linda dropped a paper in front of her. "This is your CV, memorize it. I hope you know how to read English?"

"Unfortunately, I never went to school," She lied. Isabella finished the high school. Reading English was not a problem.

Miguel looked at her. She was a lying bitch as well "Isabella can read, Linda. Don't you worry about it."

The sudden change in her expression scared Isabella. She hit her palm on the table and walked to the other corner of the room.

"There is going to be an interview for this," Miguel continued by pointing at the paper in her hand. "Linda and the rest of the team will prepare you for it."

"When is it?" She asked, reading the content of the paper. So many lies were written in the CV. This was not her at all.

"Tomorrow by 8:00am."

Her eyes widened when she heard tomorrow. Isabella wanted to scream. He did not tell her that she was going to start working immediately "Tomorrow?"

"Yes, tomorrow. We work on time here and there," Miguel was standing again. He brought his face closer to hers and whispered "Welcome to the family, love."