Revenge

by Eli Sunday

When a man is murdered, his 17 year old daughter, Ilaria Corleone, siezes the opportunity to do what she had always been wanting to do: become a Donna, and seek revenge against the murderer. Feedback is most appreciated.

2. II

II.

This came as a surprise to me…sort of. It was going to happen soon enough, being a Corleone and all. I just never realized that anybody hated my father as much as Vito did. I chew on my lower lip every single time I remember the very moment my mother told me he was gone. Two blows to the head and chest, the fatal wound coming from Vito's hand. My eyes and heart burned in hatred for that family.

I sought revenge.

It was perfect. They didn't suspect a thing. Nobody suspected anything, really. I was a 17-year-old 3rd Generation Italian girl living in 1947 Staten Island. Nobody even knew that I knew my father's line of business. The women of the family were never supposed to know about it. But after a while, I caught on. Short hours, loads of pay, suits for every occasion. Everybody thought I was clueless, and were completely wrong. I knew everything any Mafia man needed to know to get around in the business. I would sneak into his personal things, making sure to clean my trail while I was at it. It seemed so interesting…and I wanted in.