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.

Sitting in the back seat, Gavin played with the small engagement ring. It was a simple one with a small ruby, rather different from the ones that were going to be advertised in a handful of years' time, diamond engagement rings. They were throwing a lot of money at that cartel, but they seemed to know what they were doing. A gold ring...with a very rare but small ruby. Holding it up to the light coming through his window, took to enjoying a nice cigar (which was quickly lit by one of his men) and pondering the future thoughtfully. Rarely was there a moment to think to himself, ah, speak of the devil.

The car pulled up to the casino, and the door was opened for him to step out. Many of this family's henchmen were up and about, guarding the area at all fronts like loyal dogs...but Gavino brought his own dogs. Since this was meeting his soon to be fiancé, it'd be a show of both distrust and disrespect if he brought a score of his men. So, the correct thing (which he did) was to only bring the two he could trust with his life. Flanking his right was a mob enforcer who owed Gavin's father his life, and the man flanking his left was a childhood friend turned trusted lackey. Even if there was funny business afoot, he knew he'd come away with his life at the very least.

Respectfully, he alternated between nodding, smiling, and tipping his fedora (a special smile and the tipping of a hat to the ladies), before stepping into the casino. Quiet clear, and quiet obvious both a fancy and new establishment...he could quiet like a place like this. In his head, Gavin was almost imagining what this sort of joint would be like when it was filled with people. It was then, looking around, that he noticed the Marcello family's boss, his future in-law.

I bit my lip and walked over to my father, noticing a guy who looked to be a bit older than me with two men behind him came inside. I stopped next to my father and studied the three men carefully. I felt people watching us and I knew it was some of my fathers soldiers he had assigned to guard the front of the casino. I sighed softly, feeling goosebumps covering my skin. I watched the man in the middle, guessing that was my soon to be fiance. My father cleared his throat, “Hello, I'm glad to see you could make it tonight. And I'd like to welcome to the Marcello's Horseshoe Casino. This is my lovely daughter, Alison.” My father said proudly and motioned told me as his introduced me. I smiled welcoming tone at them. “Hello, it's a pleasure to meet you. Please, call me Ali.” I said in a soft, sweet voice. I was trying to keep up my innocent act going. I wanted them to think I was innocent and helpless so if I needed to defend myself they wouldn't know I knew how. I wanted to be taken care of, not to care for myself.

Despite her intentions to make a certain impression on her fiancé to be, Gavin had made his own conclusions a fraction of a second before, based on her choice of clothing. Her sense of style was very revealing for the times, scandalous even...of course, as a daughter of a mafia boss, she could get away with such a state of undress with nary a disturbance in her life. If this wasn't so obviously his fiancé, if this was any other girl, he might have thought her some sort of hussy. That being said, he liked what he was seeing, very much so. The girl had a good figure, and so far, seemed to have good manners.

In a rather forward manner, Gavino smiled broadly and took one of the Marcello boss's hands in one of his own, and one of Alison's hands in his other, "Good to see you, Don Marcello. Nice to finally make your acquaintance, Alison." Gently shaking each hand, he let them go in order to smirk lightly and introduce himself, "As you already know, I'm Gavino Giordano...and I must say, I am absolutely stunned how beautiful your daughter is looking tonight!" With this, he cast Ali an interesting sort of look, much approval and something else...

I smiled and shook Gavino's hand, “It's a pleasure to meet you Gavino.” I said softly and smiled up at him. He was taller than me, even in my four inch heels I had to look up at him to meet his eyes. I blushed at his words as my father chuckled, shaking his hand. “Well, she does take after her mother. Reminds me more of her every day. Even if she dresses the way her father wouldn't approve.” My father commented and looked over at me. I noticed the interesting look he sent my way. It sparked my curiosity. It seemed to hold approval and something else, but I wasn't quite sure what it was. I smiled over at my father, meeting his eyes before I looked back over at the man who stood in front of me, so this was my soon to be fiance? “Well, if you need anything, Alison will know where to find me. I will leave the two of you to get to know each other. And Alison, don't get into trouble.” My father said softly and smiled, “Now if you'll excuse me I'm going to do a once over before I invite the public in.” My father added, kissing my forehead before he wandered off toward the poker tables. I sighed softly and smiled once more at Gavino, I was curious to get to know him. He was pretty handsome.

Gavin smiled down at the mafia heiress, and finally slung an arm around her shoulder once her father wandered off--and he did watch the boss walk off, carefully, "You really are a stunning sight to see, sweetheart. Loveliest lady I ever met..." For a moment, his smile faltered, but he quickly recovered it. Leaning closer to Alison, so that only she'd hear what he had to ask, his hand on her other shoulder squeezing lightly for a fraction of a second, "I'm not going to beat around the bush, sweetheart. Marry me."

I watched my father walk away. He was just going to leave me here? This wasn't at all weird. I looked over as I felt an arm suddenly around me. I noticed Gavin smiling down at me. I noticed he was carefully watching my father to make sure he wasn't going to turn around and come back. I smiled and blushed slightly at his words. “That's very sweet of you to say,” I said softly and studied him a moment as he leaned closer to me. I watched him carefully a moment, what was he planning on doing? I felt him squeeze my shoulder lightly for a second. This was completely new to me, my father had cut off my dating window senior year. I'd been single for two years, so now suddenly with a guy being this close this quickly was easily make me blush. I studied him as he said he wasn't going to beat around the bus, calling me sweetheart once more before he said to marry him. It wasn't a question, it was more or less a statement. I met his eyes, reminding myself this was to end the war, that he had no feelings for me, that he was probably only giving me these compliments to make this all look real to the public. I nodded, “Yes, I will.” I said softly, now understanding why he had leaned closer to me.

Bump

Hearing her acceptance, his mouth curled into a very satisfied smile, "Good, good..." It seems, at the very least, they had some sort of understanding how this mob marriage was going down. Thank them powers that be, though, that she was quite the sight for sore eyes...to Gavin, no doubt they'd look like the perfect couple. There was that creeping feeling, though, that things weren't going to stay peachy keen once her true personality shone thru...but he'd deal with it when it happens.

Keeping his arm slung over her shoulder this whole time, Gavino pulled out a cigar from his jacket and stuck it into the corner of his mouth, leaning slightly to let one of his men light the end for him. Taking a few light puffs leisurely, still gazing between the casino features and his shiny new fiancé's own, one of his hands reached into his pocket and pulled out the engagement ring. Holding it up, so that the clear ruby caught the light, his smile had a similar shining feature to it, "Lets see if the ring fits..." Using the other arm that had been slung over her shoulder, he reached and carefully held up her hand with his, before using his free hand to slip the ruby and gold ring on her left hand's ring finger. It slipped on just fine, "What do you think, sweet heart? A good fit?"

I noticed his satisfied smile on his face, feeling his arm still around my shoulders. I had a feeling we were going to be a perfect couple. I had a feeling he didn't believe this was the true me, that this wasn't my personality. But the only thing I was hiding was everything I had seen from being a Mafia's Boss' daughter. I'd seen plenty that no other women in the Mafia had seen unless they were the Mafia Boss' Wife. I noticed him pull a cigar from his jacket, leaning away slightly in order to have one of the men he came with light it. I studied him a moment as he dug through his jacket before he pulled out an engagement ring, I watched him as he held it as he held it up allowing the light to hit it. I look over at him as he made the comment about seeing it the ring fit. I felt him use his arm around my shoulder to hold my hand up with his as he slipped the ring onto my left ring finger. And then asked what I thought, calling me sweetheart once more, before asking me if it fit. I smiled and looked up at him, meeting his eyes. “I think it's beautiful and it fits perfectly.” I said softly which I was a little surprised by. It was rare to have a ring fit perfectly the first time. He called me sweetheart again, was that just what he was going to call me from now on? I didn't mind it, but I was just curious. I heard another wolf whistle from earlier at my home. I looked over my shoulder, noticing it was one of the rookies. I rolled my eyes, he was going to get himself into some serious trouble whistling at me like that. After all, I was now engaged to Gavin.

"Hey, wise guy!?" Snapping the fingers of his free hand at the man who wolf whistled at his new fiancé, though his tone sounded somewhat stern...his face had an interesting grin on it, and his eyes shined with amusement. Gavin found this hilarious, "I'm sure the lady appreciates the attention, but there must be something wrong with your head if you're wolf whistlin' at a mob daughter...especially in front of her mob affiliated fiancé." With this, he made a dismissing gesture at the guy. The guy wasn't one of his to lead, but soon, most of this will be his...once they were formally married. Deep down, parts of him were equally pissed that the guy had the gall to wolf-whistle at his girl...the rest of him were pissed the guys around here didn't know when to show respect.

I was a bit shocked at Gavin's snapped at the rookie, calling him a wise guy before snapping his fingers on his free hand. I looked up at Gavin a moment, seeing the amusement in his eyes and the interested grin on his face. Did he find it amusing that he was engaged to a girl that was going to get a lot of things like that happening to her? Or did he find it amusing that the rookie thought he would have a chance with the mob boss' daughter? I knew that Gavin was more than just affiliated with a mafia, he the the mob boss' son. The rookie studied him a moment before fear shot across his face when he realized who Gavin was. But when Gavin gave him a dismissing gesture the rookie took off toward the poker tables and slot machines. He clearly wanted to get the hell out of Gavin's view in case he changed his mind. The looked in Gavin's eyes said more than he was showing. But I couldn't figure out if he was pissed off because the rookies showed the mob bosses daughter no respect or if it was because a rookie whistled at his girl. We might not be formally married at this moment. But, we were engaged which was pretty serious business and let everyone know I was permanently off limits. I was staying close to Gavin tonight, knowing the rookies didn't believe I was going to be engaged like my father warned them, they didn't believe who I was going to be marrying either. But being this close to him with his arm around me and the ring on my left hands ring finger. Now what were we going to do? Walking around the casino so he could show off his girl?

Letting the rookie run off, the mafia son, gave Alison a reassuring look before gesturing to whole of the casino, "I don't think your father is going to be so happy with me taking you out of the safety of his men. How about you give me a tour of this joint, this looks like a pretty great establishment?" Since it was a new place, he wasn't sure that there were staff manning certain areas...despite the number of guards stationed here or there. But...something told him Ali would at least know what to show him, even if everything might not all be operational.

I smiled and looked over to him. “Believe it or not my father wouldn't mind as long as he knows I'm safe with who I am with, as long as he knows the person I'm with will protect me, he'll be perfectly fine.” I said softly and studied him a moment. I nodded, “Sure, I can show you around.” I added and thought about it a moment. “Since everyone working is still in training they are running around like chickens with their heads cut off so there is probably a few places that there is no one around. If not...there are the lounges and VIP rooms.” I said softly and looked up at him. If he wanted some alone time there was still the possibility of that happening. I didn't really mind giving him a tour, I was also curious to see what the casino looked like when it was in full swing.

Gavin couldn't help but raise a brow at the mention of some places having no one around, "Hey, don't be too eager to have me alone, sweetheart." Teasing her lightly, he actually didn't mind all too much the idea of spending alone time with this fiancé of his, but he was sure his idea of a good time differed from her own. Still, he actually did want a little tour of the place, "Well, give me the long or short of it if you can, doll. This place must have cost your father a pretty penny, I suppose a few important phone calls would help here or there as well."

(That's right! I'm back again! Sorry to my role play partners for disappearing! But life took over, I'm starting college in a few days, three classes twice a week. So I will be juggling a job, school, and role playing once more. College comes first, then work, and then role playing. Sorry but my priorties are set in stone. So it is going to be a bit of a mess while I get back into the swing of things with working, college, and role playing. So PLEASE bare with me!)