Your father was part of the Mafia. Your dad's best friend had a son. Vincent, He's tall, dark hair, brown eyes and very muscular. Your dad explained that you and your sister that Vincent was coming over to pick between the both of you. Your sister outgoing, loud and very pretty. Your quiet, shy and an introvert. You are also pretty but didn't think that you were. You sat at the dining table next to your sister. Vincent and his dad arrived.

Vincent sat across the table from where you and your sister. "You must be both of his daughters." "Yes I'm Isabella." Your sister said very loudly and you just nodded. Vincent looked over to your sister. "Your quite the loud one." You smiled and your sister took offense to that. Vincent looked over to you. "You okay, love?" You nodded your head. "Which one of my daughters would you like?" Your father asked Vincent. "Her, I'll take her." Vincent said pointing at you. Both you and your sister were shocked.

Vincent stood up and walked over next to you and crouched down. "Come on love. Let's go home." He picked you up from your chair by your waist and brought you to his car. He placed you in the passenger seat and put your seat belt on. "Relax love." He got into the driver's side and started the car. He put his hand on your thigh and started to caress it. After a while you arrived at his house. It was late at night and you felt tired.

He got out of the car and opened the door for you. He held out his hand to help you out. You walked inside the house and it was very luxurious. You yawned slightly and Vincent noticed. "You tired love?" You nodded and he carried you up bridal style. He carried you to his bedroom. He got you undressed and gave you one of his sweatshirts. "Put this on." You put the sweatshirt on and then he held out some sweatpants. "Step into these." You got dressed into his clothes. He picked you up again and placed you on his bed. He laid down next to you and placed your head on his chest.

"Sweet dreams, love."