Hello, my name is Alison Marie Marcello, I'm an eighteen year old girl. I'm the daughter of a Mafia boss. I was known for standing up for myself to anyone and everyone if they pushed me too much. I might look innocent and helpless, but I am far from innocent and helpless. I'm a very out going and trustworthy woman. I'm sweet and trusting, though I do have a cold side to me. I will admit to being a trouble maker as well as a lover, even though I'm caring. I'm also loyal. I would never cheat on a man I was with. I am my father little girl, hurt me and you have to deal with him. I liked to keep up my innocent act so if I had to spy or carry out a hit, no one would think anything of it. My father was very over protective of me, you hurt me and you had him and his Mafia to deal with. Tonight my father was opening one of his biggest casinos tonight...well it was his largest casino.

And not only was my father's casino opening, but I would be meeting the man I would be marrying for the first time tonight. We were not engaged, he still had yet to propose to me. But we were promised to each other. We could not be with anyone else. I was ready and dressed in a black fitted dress with a jeweled sweetheart neckline, black four inch heels that had jewels on the straps, and I was carrying a black handbag with a jeweled clip. I relaxed slightly and sighed softly as I stepped out of my room. My father believe in keeping the mafia close knit so we all lived together in a large mansion my father owned. As soon as I stepped into the hallway and closed the door behind me I heard a few wold whistles. I smirked and blushed slightly. I rolled my eyes though as door quickly slammed shut before I could see who it was that had been whistling.

I giggled softly and shook my head before I walked down the hall, my heels clicking against the wooden floor as I went down the stairs. I sighed softly and looked over my shoulder as my father cleared his throat. “You look remind me of your mother every day. Though I wish you were wearing a dress that wasn't so...revealing.” My father said softly and shook his head. I rolled my eyes, my dress had a sweetheart neckline, the dress went down to the middle of my thigh, and it hugged me tightly and showed off every curve my slender figure held. My curves drove the guys in my fathers Mafia crazy. I bit my lip and walked away. “I'll be in the car.” I said softly and headed outside, a line of black cars waiting to take everyone to the casino opening. They all looked the same, there was no telling any of them apart. I brushed my long bangs out of my face.

My hair hung in loose ringlet curls that bounced as I walked. I opened the back door and slide into the back seat, followed by my father. Jason, a close friend and my escort slid into the seat to my left, my father was on my right. The driver stepped into the car followed by my fathers right hand man and Jason's father sliding into the passenger seat. With that we drove off, the inside of the care was silent. My father never approved of how I dressed for these things. He knew it was no use, it never worked. I sighed softly, we arrived at the casino in about twenty minutes. There was a long line of people waiting to enter the casino. My father wasn't going to let them in until the other Mafia got here, he would let them in before he let the public in. As we stepped out of the car, everything went silent.

The people waiting didn't speak a word, didn't cough, they just watched as we entered the building, it looked like a ghost town inside. It spelled brand new, it looked untouched and it was. My father's Mafia spread out throughout the building as my father and I went back outside to wait. Goosebumps covered my skin as the wind blew by us. It was pretty cold out.