Angelina sat in front of her mirror as she applied her lipstick and eyeshadow. She had her long golden hair curled and flowing down her back, and she wore a short red cocktail dress. Diamond earings glittered on her ears, and a matching necklace was around her neck, and bracelet around her wrist. All of these were presents from her father. He was always giving her stuff. Her room contained more than five hundred thousand dollars worth of jewlery, and she could only imagine how much her clothes were worth.
She was nineteen, and very beautiful. Tonight was her father's birthday party at his club downtown. She was on her way there now. He was going to meet her there, thinking it was a quiet dinner for the two of them. In actuality it was a surprise party. She stood up and slipped on her red velvet high heels. He backless dress revealed her rose tattoo on her right shoulderblade, it weeped red blood petals. Underneath was written "Angel"
She was her fathers angel. She loved him so much, but she hated her life. Her life circulated around the mafia. Her father was the leader, the Godfather, of the Italian mafia in Chicago. He owned so much, and was protected by his dedicated men.
Her mother died when she was only a little girl. He father never was remarried. He told her he was happy this way. However, even though she was currently single, it was not her choice to make. Her father was choosing a man for her to marry by her twentieth birthday. She had no say in the matter. He told her to trust him. It seemed like every week there was a new man at her father's door waiting to win her over, but he turned most of them away. He took pride in his daughter.
She grabbed her jacket and walked downstairs and out to the car. The driver opened her door for her with a smile.
"Good evening Miss. Connerolli."
"Good evening Burke." She said smiling as she stepped into the car.
Burke closed the door gently to the back seat, and then got behind the steering wheel and pulled out of the driveway.
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Two mobsters were walking into the Connerolli mansion and holding a girl between them. Although she was struggling and kicking, they just walked straight forward, their arms stiff and unbudging.
“Damn you, it wasn’t my fault! Arrgh!! Get your paws off me!!” Speranza yelled and cursed. She turned and bit one of them on the hand, then drew back and spit the disgusting taste out of her mouth. He looked down. “We’ll take you to Mr. C. So just shaddap.” With that he opened the door to a study where Mr. Connerolli was sitting behind a fancy desk. “So sorry to bother you on your day of birth Mr. C, but we got a little problem.”
“What’s wrong?” he asked calmly, leaning forward. Speranza shook the guys off her and walked up to the desk. “Well, it’s like this, see? I was supposed to go see Freddy and get what he owed you, right?” She leaned against the desk. “Mr. Brainy over there,” she said nodding at the one she had bitten “He told me it was an easy job, just go and collect the money. Well, as it turns out it ain’t so easy, and I ain’t got no backup, see? So I get outta there, and who’s waiting for me, but these to daft monkeys. They say I been toying with you’s and that I need to get a proper punishment.” She opened a cigar box on the desk and took one out. She took a lighter from her pocket and continued. “So, they took me here to see you.” And she lit the cigar and shoved it in Mr. Connerolli’s mouth. “Anything eltse you’d like to know?”
Mr. Connerolli was silent for a bit. Then he leaned back and puffed on the cigar. “Well, boys. It looks like Pipsqueak here made an honest mistake. Just make sure you don’t make it again, cause I wouldn’t be happy.” He said looking Speranza square in the eye. “Boys” he looked up at the mobsters. “Have a nice day. I hope to see you at my party.” Then he got up and shoved them all out of the room.
“Let’s not have o go through this again, eh ‘boys’?” Speranza said mockingly as she dusted her self off.
“Eh, shaddap!”
She entered the club. The guests of the party greeted her smiling, the gentlemen she passed took her hand gently and kissed it. Others kissed her on the cheek. She smiled back and humoured them.
Before she entered the dinning area she already had a glass of champagne in her hand. Her older brothers Ken and Charlie stood up to greet her with a hug. They were dressed in expensive suites. She didn't see them a lot since they were usually away on "business"
"Angelina, you look fantastic!" Ken said smiling.
"Yeah Angie, you really look great." Charlie added.
They were both at least two hundred pounds of muscle.
"Thanks." She glanced around. "Is daddy here yet?"
"Not yet."
Suddenly there was a soft tap on her shoulder. She turned around seeing Ryan. He was a good friend of the family, and had been trying to win Angelina over for years.
"Hello Angelina."
"Hi Ryan." She tried to avoid eye contact.
"You really look beautiful."
Since she hadn’t been invited to the big party tonight, she headed to the library. You wouldn’t know it at first glance, but she liked to read. When she got there, the librarian smiled at her. She came here often enough that people knew her pretty well.
"Here's the books you were looking for, dear." Maggy said, pushing a large stack of books over the table.
"Thanks Mags" Speranza said, smiling.