Like a DaVinci, she was created with much love, much time and with aspects of perfection. Like a DaVinci, she was flawless, beautiful, priceless and rare to the artist's like. And like a DaVinci, she fell into the wrong hands. When she was created "by one of Higher Power" (as a good Catholic girl should believe), she would be His masterpiece. His historical painting of natural beauty. But when she was created, He had no intention of putting her in the family she was born to. Was there a war as to what side she was to play? In the end, it was not his side. So much work, only to have his rare masterpiece fall into the wrong hands.

Yes, she was born into a Catholic family. An Italian one at that. The family appeared happy. A long-time married couple whom was pleased with one another, three sons already and she was their fourth and only daughter. She was raised with the best education and had money that seemed endless. She had brothers that protected their baby sister and loved her with eternal love. Her parents loved her with equal love, though she was always Daddy's Little Girl. With her parents and brothers, were many other family members that loved and glowed around their precious gift. And as she grew, she grew to be breathtakingly beautiful...

At the age of maturity, she had a slim figure that stood at the height of 5'5. Upon that figure, was the decoration of firm, tasteful curves, seeming to be in the right place upon her lithe frame. Her face was haunting in its charm, glowing with a natural beauty. Lips were lush and had a rose petal feel to them. Such lips were known to carry her trademark smile of a skipped heart beat. Chocolate oculars were enchanting and mysterious. Tressels seemed to be made of the finest silk and was the color of the richest chocolate, often layered and curved against her irresitble face, enhancing the features even more. Her flesh was smooth, holding the light tan color of Italian heritage.

She had it all. The to-die-for beauty, the perfect family that resided in the big house. She had brothers that loved her and protected her and a large family that spoiled her. She had money. She had the education. She was good at everything she did. She never disappointed herself or her family and anywhere she went, she was loved. Her personality was that of rarity like her looks. So exactly why was His masterpiece in the wrong hands? Simple. It was all in her name. Her first name was a beautiful female Italian name: Makessa. Her middle name, was one of eldest brother picked out of the blue: Kenzie. But her last name, her family name, the mere whisper of the name was to tell the girl's entire life story. The name that shouldn't even be whispered was: Delaroso.

The Delaroso name carried many adjectives to it. Powerful and wealthy, was the lighter side.. And the darker, sinful, fearful, deadly. And to sum the name up in one word: Criminal. Makessa was born into the most powerful and deadliest Criminal family in Italy. At her age of 10, they had gained so much power in the United States that they were well known and well feared. Their main domain was that of Boston and New York City. Whichever suited the Don's moods. The Delaroso's were very intelligent in their criminal life. Though wanted world-wide, they were good at getting out of trouble. Was it powerful attorneys? Money? No one knew the real answer except for the Don and later, his daughter.

It was at the age of 12, that was the breaking point of Makessa. She had the taste of the criminal life and when her father realized this at her youthful age, he knew the struggle that would lay in front of her but also knew that his daughter was the next big thing in the criminal world. She advanced in school and was young at the age of receiving a college degree. Her major: Business. Upon this, her father let her do what she had to do to become a major player in the family. And that gate opened, led an entire new taste to the Delaroso family. At the age of 19, the permanent mark of the Delaroso's was placed on her right inner thigh: a sword going through a heart with blood dripping off the tip, the words "l'uccisione o è uccisa" curved beneath it. That mark was the beginning of the mark she would make in the criminal world.

By the age of 21, Makessa became the second most powerful person in the Delaroso family. She was only beneath her father, the Don. He played no favorites towards her, she worked her way up. Many times, her hands were stained with blood and every time, she washed it off and did it again. She was never caught and would most likely never be caught. She was the biggest thing to hit the Mafia history of women and the most powerful and deadliest to hit the Delaroso scene. Makessa was very intelligent, very wise and sly in her ways. She knew how to attack, physically or mentally. And she had beauty to use to an advantage or a coverup to it all.

To the outside world, she is known as The Delaroso Princess. No one knows her full name and those who have known, rarely made it alive. She tells her first name but uses her Alias last name. To the outside world, she is Makessa DiNavelli, CEO of Reflections, Inc. (a record, book and music label.) Who would guess who she is? No one, that was the Dela's goal of success. She is a woman of everything good and bad. A woman of irresitble beauty, a to-die-for personality. She has a great education and good in everything she does. But... she is a woman of sin; a beautiful rose with many painful thorns..

She loved the fast life.
The crimes, the weapons, the freedom
The men, the clothes, the cars
The wealth, the power, the corruption
Nice cars, numerous homes, flawless estate
Sex, drugs and alcohol
She lived for sin and sin is what she did best.

.stats.

.name. Makessa Kenzie Delaroso
.nicknames. Kess, Kessa, Delaroso Princess
.alias name. Makessa Rose DiNavelli
.date of birth. November 1st
.age.22
.parents. Vincent and Alessandra Delaroso
.siblings. Three brothers: Vincent Jr, Reno and Georgio
.children. None
.status. Single and loving it.
.piercings. Ears, tongue and belly button.
.tattoos. Two black roses shaping into a heart around her belly button;
On her right inner thigh: a sword going through a heart with blood dripping off the tip,
the words "l'uccisione o è uccisa" curved beneath it.

---( Mun Notes )---
(Mun is 18+)
(My character, my rules, my consent.)
(I don't change anything about Makessa. Don't ask. Sometimes, I might play a different character if enticed and that is very rare.)
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(I am a nice person, don't make me hate you.)
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