A Mafia Romance
My name is Isabella Sagatori. To my father I’m a princess, to others I’m an opportunity. They call me the mafia princess.
My life had been beautiful, I’d never wanted for anything. I took each day as it came and embraced it with Insight, laughter, and love. I chose not to live in the dark shadows,
Skip ahead and here I am running for my life, for my father’s life, and for my freedom. Darkness lingered and my father offered my hand to the boss of the Chicago outfit to ensure my protection.
Jax Moretti came into my life as a hero and then claimed me as his own. He claimed he’d only wanted to protect me, but the dark shadows that lingered in his told a different story.
Nothing that belongs to this earth is ever free. Until I met Jax Moretti I couldn’t have known how true that could be.
Taking over this family isn’t going to be easy. There are a lot of things that have been left undealt with. A lot of people need reminding of the man I am; what I can do to them, what I can have done to them. I control the cards. I determine what happens. The outcome is in my hands. I am the king.
Weakness isn’t a possibility. I’m not weak. I don’t cry or tell a sob story. Why would I? I wanted to be like my father; strong, willful, powerful. I wanted to make him proud. Jax will keep me as his bride and I will fight back. My words will be silent, my actions controlled. And when he least expects it -when I least expect it- I will do the unthinkable, unimaginable, in my world.
“Head of the family” is not an easy job title. There is a darkness within those words, a common set of traits the boss of bosses must possess and codes he must follow in order to fulfil his duty. Famiglia first. Always thinking of the family. But now, I find myself thinking of her. Sitting at my desk, calling the shots, even pulling the trigger has become a daunting task. Not because I don’t want to or can’t, but because all I want to do is imagine what it would feel like with my body wrapped around hers.
Should I feel as though this is the life I want? Should I see the good for all it is and accept the bad as it comes? He’s different, I’m different. Maybe it’s the way his eyes glisten now or the fact that they are even darker at times. I can’t help but wonder what it would be like if Jax could love me. I know that I’m imagining things at night when he asks me to stay with him in his bed. I feel him watch me. But what if I wasn’t imagining it, what would that mean?
I hated him for the things he took from me. I hated him for the love he refused me. But after all of the hate and anger, I knew without a doubt that I was irrevocably in love with Jax Moretti. I’m a woman born into a man’s world. I’ve stood tall and held my own knowing the people that wanted my family in the ground, weren’t far behind and soon they’d be exactly where I want them to be.
My name is Isabella Sagatori-Moretti. I will protect my family