Sons of the Mafia: Between Love and Power

**Ibiza (Spain)

02:00 A.M ...**

The night was warm and the music was loud in the trendy nightclub. A man in a black suit with a closed expression walked through the crowd, who were enjoying themselves to the sound of the electronic music echoing in the air.

"Good evening Miss Malone, I have express orders to take you back to Miami. Please come with me quietly." The tall, serious-looking man took the arm of a beautiful young woman with long black hair who was enjoying herself on the dance floor with a glass of drink in her hand.

"Damn it! My peace is over. Listen Rick, I don't want to go back and you're not going to make me." The young woman lets go of the large, heavy hand of the man with the face of a few friends and tries to walk away, but two other men intercept her:

"Miss. Malone, don't make us use force. Just obey your father's orders. Have you forgotten that tomorrow is your parents' 29th wedding anniversary? He demands your presence."

The young woman lets out an amused smile as she looks at Rick, the leader of her father's henchmen, "Wedding anniversary, is it? Only he doesn't realize it's a failed marriage, poor guy! All right, I won't contradict the old man this time, but if you don't know, I'm not just here having fun. Wait for me in the car while I finish my mission." At the words of his boss's daughter, Rick leaves the nightclub with his subordinates.

"What a jerk!" the beautiful young woman smiles and walks over to a table in the corner of the club

"Where's my money, Lopez?"

"Bella Malone! Beautiful and angry as always." the gray-haired man with a scar on his face says while blowing cigar smoke out of his mouth.

"I don't have time for your Jokes. Come on, $250,000.00 now." Bella sat down at the table facing the man, crossing her shapely legs and exuding her exorbitant beauty.

"Unfortunately my goddess, I'm not in the mood to pay you today, why don't you come by tomorrow, huh? " the man smiled debauch and hugged the two women who were keeping him company, while Bella's big green eyes observed the whole situation, noticing that near Lópes' table there were two armed men, probably his subordinates, but one of them was very distracted by a pole dancer and the other was drinking too much, "Amateurs!" she thought and in one swift movement she knocked out the security guard who was drinking, grabbed her gun and shot the other who fell on the stage almost together with the dancer and with the gun pointed at the one who owed her pulling the trigger said:

"Where's my money?"

The man with the astonished face shows a briefcase on his right side, he slowly takes the briefcase and places it on the table. Bella takes the briefcase, checks it and goes out the back of the nightclub where she had left the white Lamborghini, passing Rick and his companions, giving them a good look and laughing before speeding off through the streets of the small island of Ibiza.

"What a daughter of a..." Rick shouts, knowing that even if he tried to catch up, he wouldn't be able to.

Miami (Florida)

10:00 PM

The next day, Bella's parents' wedding anniversary party was already underway, and the Hahn family mansion was full of important guests, businessmen from various industries, doctors, renowned lawyers and other members of Anthony's group who was beaming that day, with a broad smile on his face greeting every guest, next to him Jimena Malone, his wife who despite the smile on her lips anyone paying attention could see the sad eyes that represented her unhappiness very well. Also trying to interact with the guests was Benjamin, the eldest son of the Malone family and Anthony's right-hand man, who is surprised by the arrival of Rick who pulls him into a corner of the large and beautiful backyard of the immense mansion.

"Sir, I'm sorry... But I couldn't bring Miss Bella to your parents' party, I even found her, but I lost her again. If it pleases you, you can punish me." Rick is serious in his words with a tone of fear in his voice

"What are you talking about? Look at Bella over there with Chloe and Johnny." Benjamin points to his sister, who nods in their direction with a glass of Champagne in her hand, a smile and the most cynical face in the world, as if nothing had happened, while Rick looks at her with a closed expression.

"Damn bitch!!"

"What did you mutter?" Benjamin glares at his subordinate who realizes what he's just done

"I'm sorry, Mr. Benjamin, that won't happen anymore." Rick lowers his head, waiting for his second boss to reply.

"All right! You can go around the party, but don't relax, we're in conflict, don't forget." Rick just obeyed his orders, walking past Bella and her friends with the cruelest look in his eyes.

"Jesus, my friend! What did you do to him to look at you like that? I think I'd kill you right now if I could."

"Let's just say I've turned the asshole and his buddies around 360 degrees."

"I think you're playing with fire, this Rick is the most dangerous of the henchmen who serve your father."

"He knows he can't touch me. Besides, I can defend myself very well."

In the meantime, Benjamin approaches his sister and pulls her into a dance:

"You should stop fooling around, Rick doesn't like it at all."

"I'll think about your case. But to change the subject, this party is a big joke."

"They pretend well, don't they?"

"You can see in Mom's eyes how unhappy she is."

"Don't you dare do anything." Benjamin warns his sister, who stares at him for a few seconds, but then just rests her head on the older man's shoulder and lets herself be carried away by the rhythm of the dance.

Meanwhile, on the other side of town, Dylan Kicher, better known in the underworld as DK, the son of Alexander Kicher, another powerful mobster who for years fought for territory and riches with Anthony, watched closely as one of his subordinates tortured the former accountant's assistant who was accused of embezzling money from the family business.

"He won't talk, we'll kill him once and for all."

"And miss all the fun, Oliver? No way." DK walks over to the bloodied middle-aged man almost passed out on the chair, he leans over holding the dying man's chin and says:

"My patience has its limits, Mr. Thompson. Tell me where the money is"

"I was in debt, the money was illegal, I only took a little to save my family. Forgive me, please!" the man was desperate.

"I don't care. Your destiny is death." DK points his gun at the man who dared to betray him

"Throw him in a ditch and go after the widow, I want my money back." DK puts his gun away, takes off his black gloves and gets into the blue mustang, leaving the mess for Oliver and Dean to clean up.

                                                                ***

The first rays of sunlight appear behind the almost transparent white curtain in Bella's room. She gets up, gets ready and goes downstairs to have breakfast as a family, as Anthony demanded:

"How were your travels, Bella? Did you do business or just have fun at my expense?"

"Tony, don't talk business at mealtime. Let's just enjoy each other's company, shall we?"

"I think that brat is withholding my money."

"Not withholding. Taking my percentage and you know what, I'm tired of being lectured. Excuse me!"

Bella gets out nervously and takes the keys to her luxury car, starts it and then turns on the stereo, which starts playing random songs. As the music plays, she blurts out all her frustration in heartfelt, angry tears as she drives to Chloe's house, and if anyone thinks that drinking and driving is dangerous, it's because they've never driven a car with their emotions running wild and their vision blurred by their tears. So much so that just as she was turning into the avenue where her best friend's condominium was located, Bella was forced to brake her car abruptly, seeing a skateboard slide in front of her without its owner, who by the way appeared almost immediately afterwards, running towards his four-wheeled board, and if for a few moments Bella was in shock because of the fright, now when she saw the skateboard's owner calmly picking it up with the utmost care, she got angry and got out of the car, going after the boy …

"Hey! Did you know I almost had an accident because of your little toy? I could have died."

"Really, and because of a skateboard? You almost destroyed my precious." The lad was wearing only black shorts and flip-flops, with his T-shirt slung over his shoulder, probably because it was 35C that Sunday morning.

Bella, for her part, even though she didn't want to, couldn't help but stare at the lad with his well-defined abdomen and chest, his tanned skin, the droplets of sweat that ran down his face, noticing the Dragon tattoo on the right side of his back and others on his forearm, apart from her symmetrically perfect face, square jaw, slightly thick eyebrows, almond-shaped brown eyes, dark brown Flow Haircut hair that was straight and slightly messy, which suited her relaxed and charming manner, and finally she came out of her trance to hear ...

"Are you all right?" The tanned-skinned lad stares at the face of the previously upset young woman

"Ah... Yes! I'm fine. Bella looks up, her eyes a little puffy and red from crying.

"The green of your eyes is so intense and deep. They're beautiful!" The lad takes two steps towards her, holding out his hand...

"My name is Dylan and yours?"

"Bella!"