I wake up to a great stench of disinfectant. Urgh! How I hate hospitals. I look around me and I spot Jay seated at the far corner of the room with his head bent against his palms.

"Jay", I barely manage to whisper and he quickly raises his head to look at me.

"Oh Jem! Are you alright? You scared the shit out of everyone", Jay says, rushing to my side.

What is he talking about, I was only out for a couple of minutes right? And what about Dimitri and Anita?

"Dimitri sends his best wishes to you", Jay soothingly says as if reading my train of thoughts.

What does he mean by that?

"How long was I out for Jay?", I ask trying to sit up but my head will not stop banging. I look at the bandage on my hand and it's slightly coated with blood.

"Two days" He simply stated, ushering me to lie down back.

"Two fucking days? Why? It was just a mini cut!", I exclaim in consternation while plunging my head back on the pillow. I've spent two days in this damn hospital? I'm being tortured here. I have to tell Alan. Omg! Alan?

"Well yes. You had a concussion you see from the last time you were injured on your head and your ribs and they were not properly healed also", Jay says helping me to sit up so he can give me my drugs.

"And what about Alan? I certainly hope you didn't tell him I had an accident? He'd sink Rome down if anything happens to me", I say taking the tablets of drugs from Jay and gulping it down. Grrrr! Medicines are boring without Alan.

"Don't worry, I told him you were down with the flu"

"The flu? And he bought it? Didn't he call yesterday?"

"No. But he did leave a message for you"

"Great! I'll read it later. Uh Jay? How's Anita? I didn't mean to stab her in the shoulder, honestly. It was a mistake!", I whispered delicately.

"They left!", Jay says in a low tone while rubbing my knuckles with his thumb. I keep mute, waiting for him to continue. He hesitates a bit before releasing a heavy breath.

"Anita regained consciousness that day and would not stop weeping. She removed the drip from her hand and came to you where you were lying unconscious on the bed. She begged you to open your eyes that she was sorry and she didn't mean any of it. She refused to talk to anyone. She was waiting for you to wake up and forgive her..."

"Jay?", I call interrupting him.
"Why did she taunt me like that? I swear I had no intentions towards Dimitri."

"Shh Jem! It's okay. You don't have to worry", he sternly but gently affirms, removing a strand of hair from my face.

"Go on", I urge

"Dimitri feared that she will enter another stage of clinical depression so against all his will power and all odds, he took her to America and her last wish before leaving was that you call her. Call her not because she told you to but because you've completely forgiven her"

"I.. I.. I need fresh air. Please Jay I need to get out of here", I whisper pushing my knees under my chin and bending my head against them.

"That will be in the next two days", he states plainly.

"Fine! I want to be alone", I whisper, still not looking up. I'm very sure he is expecting me to throw a tantrum and I will right after I think.
I hear feet shuffling which signifies Jay must be leaving.

Have I Forgiven Anita? Have I not? Should I call her? Should I not? Will she be okay? Will she not? Will I be okay? Will I not? Is everything ever going to be okay? Is it not? Should I be questioning myself like this? Should I not?

Bored of playing the game dos and do nots, I decide to play the game of if only.

If only I hadn't suggested going on a tour, this wouldn't have happened. If only Jay didn't call us 'kid's, this wouldn't have happened. If only I hadn't rested my head on Dimitri's shoulder, this wouldn't have happened. If only Dimitri hadn't wrapped his hand around my waist, this wouldn't have happened.

This is all my fault!

If only I hadn't suggested going on a tour, then Jay wouldn't have called us kids and Anita wouldn't get pissed and Dimitri and I wouldn't have laughed and become comfortable and.....argh! This I pointless.

Remember My Angel, everything happens for a reason.
His voice wafts through my head as I fall asleep.

If only he hadn't left, I wouldn't end up being an assassin.

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TWO WEEKS LATER
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"Oh come on Jay! I'm fine please let me go on this mission with you. I haven't stabbed someone in two weeks and the more I stay with you, the more you drive me crazy"

I yell at the top of my voice even though he's just a foot away from me. Why won't he let me go with him anyway? I've been discharged from the hospital for like forever. I take my vitamins everyday - it's very hard to skip it when you're under the eagle eyes of Jay McIntyre Black - so what more should I do?

Alan isn't helping matters! He's not communicating with me like he used to. Each time I video call him, I spot eye bags beneath his eyes. His beards are now grown and bushy. His looking rugged. If he's missing me, he should let me know and stop wallowing in self pity. The most annoying part is, my feelings for him are becoming stronger. They are meant to deteriorate, not increase. Stupid feelings. Fuck you Alan! I can totally live without you.... For only a millisecond of course.

And yes, I've grown quite close to Jay and his sister, Alexa, who only comes home once a while but no deeper feelings. I know we make out sometimes and I still have those dreams but he's never gone beyond eating and fingering my pussy. No! It's not because of Alan, it's because I'm too scared to go through with it after my very first experience.

"... So that's why you can't come with me", Jays voice brings me out of my thoughts.

"Hmm", I ask in utter confusion, plastering a very innocent look on my face.

"Did you zone out on me again? This is why you can't come and this mission is a very risky one"

"What makes it so risky?", I ask, when I realized I don't even know what the mission is about.

"Have you heard of The God father?"

"Uh duh...who hasn't?"

The God father is the father of all Mafias. No one and I mean no one has seen the face of the God father. His signature mark is the red cross on his hood. He covers his entire body in an all black outfit. He holds meetings three times In a year with all Mafias of the world, both retired and running. No one is allowed to miss the meeting except you're on your hospital bed. He keeps the harmony between all police force, Air force, Sea Force, Army, Navy... You name it.

That is why we go around killing people like it's the right thing. The only time the rule is broken, which is very rare, is if a Mafia kills any of the forces or the forces kills any of the Mafia. No one is allowed to go to court. I am the first female Mafia, of course no one knew my real face until Dennis exposed me.

I always were a face mask, courtesy Alan, there. Even with the high tech there, no one could detect it was a fake face. They didn't bother questioning me because I always have the ID card of the Ross. But I think it has more to do with that. The God father only allows his successor to sit by his right hand side and Jay being the most revered Mafia all over the world means that he's taking over when the Godfather passes away but for some unexplainable reason, God father chooses me every time to sit by his right hand side. I'm not a full Mafia, that's why no one bothers to counter his actions.

On this very faithful day after the meeting, God father called me aside and said;

"I know you SK and I leave you every time because you're special"

I was shocked by this. I told Alan and Jon about it but they didn't say anything, like they knew something I didn't. I just brushed it off and never brought that line of discussion up again.

"Good! God Father sent me to go kill Selena Santagelo, the daughter of Pedro Santagelo" Jay explains

"Oh I know who she is. Her father is the first Mafia ever to become a priest right?", I ask and Jay nods his head in affirmation.

"She's a Mafia right?"
"Affirmative", Jay confirms
"In the Mafia code, you don't kill another Mafia except he kills a force or..."

My eyes widen in realization. I gasp and clap my hand over my mouth.

"She didn't!" I exclaim in surprise

"Oh yes she did", Jay says and continues arranging his equipments into his bags.

"How can she smuggle body parts out of the country without letting the God Father know about it. It's as good as betrayal"

"That's why I'm being called", Jay brags, giving me his signature smirk.

"Oh please, you're a killer Mafia and She is a tracker Mafia. Technically she's smarter than you because she can still kill you", I state simply.

"But, I can kill her faster because I'm quicker"

"That's if you can track her down"

"You're right, she's been in hiding for the past five days and not even the best tracking Mafia is able to gun her down. Though God father says to not harm her because she's going to face the Mafias of pain"

I shiver at the mention of the 'Mafias of Pain' name. They are a group of Mafias who inflicts pains on individual in the most primal way possible.

"Alan is the best tracking Mafia. Can't you ask for his help?"

"You're smart Jem, I will ask for his help"

"Of course I am. That's why I'm an all rounder Mafia". I proudly brag and Jay scoffs putting a phone call through to Alan.

An all rounder Mafia is a very rare set of Mafia that comes in only one generation at a time. They can kill, track, inflict pain and most importantly, when they go into hiding, no one ever finds them except another all rounder. I'm lucky I have Jon as my mentor. Jon is an all rounder Mafia and he taught me his ways but I was more interested in becoming an assassin. That's why Jay is the next in line to succeed God Father instead of me.

"She's in North Dakota", Jay hurriedly states as he hangs up the call.

"I am coming with you, no questions asked", I say rushing upstairs and put on a black chloe jeans, a black camisole and a black leather Jacket over the camisole. I tuck my dagger behind my back and put on a pair of black sneakers. Now I'm good to go.

Following Jay into the blue Camry, I tie my hair up In a bun and wait for imminent danger.

I look at my phone, wondering if I should put a call through to Anita. I haven't called since that incident. It's not like I'm angry with her, it's just....I dunno.

I study Jay who is focused on the Road. How can one creature be so damn good looking.

Focus on the task at hand!

Right! Selena might be using a face mask and we don't know exactly where she is in North Dakota. We reach the airport and board the first flight leaving. I also certainly don't have a clue why Jay didn't use the Private Jet.

Two hours of planning later, we arrive North Dakota.

"Now what!" Jay asks as we get there.

"What do you mean "now what"?" I ask, air quotting the "now what"!.

"You know, where do we go from here? We don't know where she is. For all we know, she could be right under our nose or far way above the clouds in the sky". Jay says panicking.

Yikes! This must be really tough for him. I'll tease him a bit.

"I dunno. You never wanted me to come in the first place. So think, if I hadn't so stubbornly and adamantly followed you, what would you have done?", I ask admiring my freshly manicured nails and trying so hard to hide my smirk.

"Oh C'mon! Okay! Okay! Okay! I'm sorry. Now please will you help me out". He pleads.

"Now think. If you were Selena and you smuggled body parts out of the country and you got caught by God Father, where will you hide, knowing fully well that other Mafias are hot on your tail?" I ask trying to make him think of a place.

Jay furrows his brows in consternation and his face suddenly lights up like he just won a lottery.

"I know where she is!"

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