The Mafia King's Bride; He's Danger. She's Revenge

ISABELLA'S POV

"Name and ID, Ma'am" The burly man at the velvet-draped entrance said, his hand outstretched, while he gave me a slow, lazy look. Still, I could swear I felt his eyes pause at my exposed cleavage firmly jutted up by the push-up bra I had worn, as the jewels in the angel mask over my eyes glinted under the light.

At least I could confirm that the bra was doing its job.

"Juliette Sergio," I lied smoothly, a smile on my lips as I handed the man the fake ID that had been made specially for me tonight.

The man took it, his tongue swiping against his lower lip as our fingers brushed lightly. He looked down at the ID for a second before looking at me again, a glint in his eyes. "Sergio?" He asked, his gaze dropping to my cleavage again as I knowingly folded my arms, pushing my boobs even further, with an innocent look in my eyes.

I needed to get in at all costs.

"Yes, that's my father, do you know him?" I asked, my smile ever present as I collected the ID from him, placing it into the red bag hanging from my shoulder.

He blinked. Twice. Then he cleared his throat. "No, Ma'am"

I gave a laugh that was high-pitched. "Well, I guess you do now." I stepped forward and tapped his shoulder while he stared at me, all love-eyed through the eagle mask over his face, or more like lust, then I leaned in to whisper into his ear. "You're doing a great job. Have a lovely night."

He evidently shivered as my breath brushed against his skin, and he immediately stepped aside, letting me in. "Thank you! Thank you, mㅡ" He kept saying, but I was already walking past him into the grand hall where the main event was taking place.

I did it.

Suddenly, the look in my eyes wiped off as I surveyed around in one glance, a serious expression on my face now as I subtly adjusted the wireless earpiece in my ear. "I'm in," I whispered, leaning down a bit to make it look like I was doing nothing but just adjusting my earrings.

There was a moment of silence thenㅡ "Good. Do you see him?"

I looked around the sea of people that were talking and laughing while making animated gestures, the upper part of their faces obscured by different types of masks. The city's elites, or should I say the underground city elites.

This was a party hosted by the biggest mafia syndicate in the city. The Romanos. Sneaking my way into their masked party was nothing short of a death wish because I would be killed instantly if found out, but this was something I couldn't afford to mess up. I need information.

This family was the reason for my family's death as a child. I had been planning this for years since Carla took me in and trained me. They would