Leon De Luca is the Don of the Italian mafia, he's cold to everyone around him other than his family. He's finally got what he wanted which was to be Don to his families Mafia, so why does he feel like there's something missing.
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I had a hard time leaving my apartment today while getting ready to go to work. After the message I had gotten yesterday I have been on high alert. Every time my phone goes off I feel like my heart stops beating for a few seconds. Even though it was a unknown number who had texted me, I knew exactly who it was by the nickname they called me.
Princess.
I had always hated that nickname, especially coming from him. The text had scared me enough that I had gone back to the apartment that day, deciding to put my shopping trip for another day. I am currently walking to the club for my shift tonight and I still can't brush off this unsettling feeling in my gut. I wanted to stay home with Amelia and watch movies, but we needed the money.
Especially now that I know he knows where we are, we are no longer safe here. So if I can manage to save up a decent amount of money, we can maybe leave New York and head somewhere else. Somewhere more secluded.
"Hey Lucy." David the guard outside the club greeted me with a smile on his face. David is a nice guy and he always makes sure to greet us ladies as we head in for our shift. From his looks you would never take him as a nice approachable guy.
"Hey David." He looks at me for a second before he looks behind me his eyebrows furrowed with confusion which makes me look towards the direction he was looking. I didn't see anything out of the blue, but my eyes weren't as trained and skilled as his.
"Is everything okay?" I asked him as I felt the goosebumps appear on my arms. Did someone follow me or is there someone else that is maybe banned from the club and isn't allowed in. I just knew whatever he was looking at made him on alert.
"Yeah, have a good shift tonight Lucy." He looks down at me with a smile that did nothing to ease my nerves as I entered the club. The bright club lights and loud music didn't help with my growing nerves instead it just made it worse by giving me a bloody headache.
I make my way to the female staff changing room to change into my work clothes. As I entered the room I let out a deep breath as I saw that I was the only one in here. I really didn't want to be surrounded by anyone right now, I was already so overwhelmed I couldn't handle any human interactions right now. I opened my locker putting my jacket and clothes that I had changed out of into it.
I walk over to the mirror and put my hair into a high ponytail before taking a look at my own reflection. My skin was paler than normal and I looked like absolute shite, I had large bags under my eyes showing the evidence of my sleepless night. I had so much trouble falling asleep last, even with Amelia laying next to me in a deep content slumber in my bed. I had refused to let her out of my sight at all last night, I wanted her next to me at all times.
Being here at work and not back at the apartment with her is actual torture. I know she is safe but it doesn't make me worry any less, I am her mother I should be home watching over her. I splash some water on my face before leaving the changing room, I then make my way towards the bar to see if there are any orders that need to be taken.
