Alexa stood in front of the mirror, smoothing out her white sundress. She paired it with leather heeled boots, adding a touch of edge to her overall look. A swipe of gloss on her lip and smoky eyeshadow completed her transformation. She packed her hair into a ponytail, securing it with a hair tie.
She took a deep breath, mentally preparing herself for the meeting with Stepheno's parents. She knew it was a crucial step in the arranged marriage, and she had to make a good impression.
Alexa grabbed her purse and headed out the door, locking it behind her. She walked to her red sports car, the sun glinting off the sleek paint job. She got in, starting the engine with a roar.
As she drove to the Sin family house, Alexa's mind wandered. She thought about her life, about the choices she had made and the ones that had been made for her. She felt a sense of restlessness, a desire to break free from the expectations that had been placed upon her.
She pushed the thoughts aside, focusing on the road ahead. She arrived at the Sin family house, a grand mansion that seemed to loom over her. Alexa took a deep breath, steeling herself for what was to come.
She got out of the car, smoothing out her dress. A butler greeted her, leading her to the living room where Stepheno's parents were waiting.
As Alexa arrived at the Sin family house, she was greeted by the imposing grandeur of the mansion. She took a deep breath, smoothing out her white sundress and adjusting her leather heeled boots.
A butler escorted her to the living room, where Stepheno's parents awaited. The room was filled with the aroma of roasted vegetables and freshly baked bread, and the soft hum of polite conversation.
Stepheno's mother, a petite woman with a stern expression, rose from her seat to greet Alexa. "Welcome, dear," she said, her voice dripping with formality. "We've heard so much about you."
Alexa forced a smile, taking the woman's hand in a gentle handshake. "Thank you for having me," she replied, her voice measured.
Alexa mother looked like the kind who didn't say much and take care of the home stepheno comes down and says " Alexa you made it " and kisses her on the cheek which grosses Alexa out being pecked by a control freak
Stepheno's father, a burly man with a thick beard, stood up, his eyes narrowing as he assessed Alexa. "So, you're the one our son has chosen," he said, his voice gruff.
Alexa nodded, her smile still plastered on her face. "Yes, sir," she replied, her voice firm and mutters like i chose himx
The dinner conversation was stilted, with Stepheno's parents asking Alexa questions about her family, her interests, and her plans for the future. Alexa answered politely, trying to hide her growing unease.
As the dinner drew to a close,stepheno mother Mary asked her " Alexa how do you feel about stepheno " with her father watching her she says " he is to be my husband" stepheno father Marco laughs " a true woman of the house " Then her father talked to.marco that they have to discuss taking stepheno with them leaving Mary Alexa felt a sense of relief wash over her. She had played the part of the dutiful daughter, smiling and nodding in all the right places she helped Mary fill the dishes in the dishwasher talked to her a little she reminded her of her mother all small and helpless wished her bye and left
At the walk to the drive way, Alexa couldn't shake the feeling of unease. She felt trapped, like she was being suffocated by the expectations of those around her.
As she left the Sin family house, Alexa felt a sense of relief wash over her. She got into her car, starting the engine with a roar.
As she drove away, Alexa's mind began to wander. She thought about her life, about the choices she had made and the ones that had been made for her. She felt a sense of restlessness, a desire to break free from the expectations that had been placed upon her.
Lost in thought, Alexa didn't notice the truck that slammed into her car. The vehicle tumbled, landing face down on the pavement.
Alexa's ears rang as she slowly came to. She heard the sound of gunfire, the bullets hitting the back of her car. Panic set in as she realized she was under attack.
She tried to reach for the seatbelt, pulling it off with a struggle. Standing up, she grabbed her gun from her thigh holster.
Who would be after her? Alexa thought, her mind racing. She might be her father's daughter, but she was no princess. She was a force to be reckoned with.
As she turned slowly to face her pursuers, Alexa counted a total of five men. Classic, she thought. Always underestimating the female race.
Alexa pulled out her gun, taking aim at the farthest target. She shot him first, using the vintage point to gauge the angle. The second, third, and fourth targets fell quickly, each one taken out with precision.
The fifth target, however, proved to be more challenging. Alexa shot him in the arm, and he fell to the ground, groaning in pain.
As she walked up to him, Alexa's eyes narrowed. "Chi ti ha mandato?" she asked, her voice cold. Who sent you?
The man spat at her, cursing in Italian. Alexa laughed, a cold, mirthless sound.
"Addio, stronzo," she said, cracking his neck. Bye, asshole.
Alexa turned back, surveying the damage. Her car was totaled, the back end riddled with bullets.
she cursed, kicking the tire. "My ride".
She pulled out her phone, dialing a number. she said, her voice firm. "Mira, come pick me up."
As she waited for Mira to arrive, Alexa couldn't shake the feeling that her life was about to change forever