There was a silky long blue dress sitting in the living room."What the fuck is this?", I asked coming down the stairs."It came for you this morning", Jessie said handing me the note attached to it."I'll pick up in by 12 pm, Kurby"I looked confused as hell."The fuck?""Same question I asked myself"."What's this Kurby boy playing at?", I paused to think."I think I kinda agree with Alex, I don't trust that man at all".I sat down, "The thing is, if he wanted to kill me he could have done it a long time ago, unless he's an insane psychopath that prefers long term suffering. If he wanted to frustrate me then he could have just taken the club and asked me to leave. And if he had intentions of stalling me while his father runs away or escape, he should know by now that wherever in the world he thinks he can hide him I'll definitely find him. So what exactly is his plan?"."I guess we're gonna find out today then ", she said staring at the dress."I guess so too", I mumbled.**He had
Blu***One thing about being a gangster is the inability to cry when people are watching. Father said it makes you look weak and that is abominable.It'll give your haters an opportunity to laugh at you, and make you look like a complete fool.So in order to give you haters no view of emotions, you keep up a straight face and once in a while, you smile.Make it look like the pain didn't hurt one bit.It was my father's funeral, everyone kept on whispering and saying things like I'm heartless or wicked or I probably wanted him dead because I have refused to cry, right from the moment they announced his demise to me.At a point a smiled cheerfully once or twice and then went back to normal.Someone even said I was his killer, that I killed him myself just to inherit his throne, like there was anything here worthy of inheritance.But the truth people don't know is that I don't know what emotion I am to put up right now.Everyone knows me as a cheerful girl, too happy infact, not a day
DAMON * * * * The moment she walked in, my heart stopped working. I couldn't believe 5 years could do so much to someone. The last time I saw her she was the nerdy little girl who could barely walk around without tripping over something. This time around she walked elegantly into the room. It wasn't just me that noticed it, it was everyone else. Blu was taller now, much more elegant and she held this invincible aura around her that I'm certain she didn't notice. But I did,I noticed everything about her from the very first day I've met her till today. And now I was nervous because I don't know this not the Blu I know. She was staring at me, it was not until she called my name that I knew she was right in front of me. "Blu", I mumbled. I begged my legs to move but they refused to, I begged my mouth to open and say something, anything but it refused to. There was this odd thick silence that I was causing, just because my body refused to respond because she was standing rig
I had trouble on my hands and that was a fact.Before my father died, he had a lot of issues with the police, a whole lot, he was the most wanted criminal but most untouched because they couldn't get him.He also had enemies, lots of enemies that we believe also killed him, and one of them swore to end the entire family lineage, he did well killing my mother and my sisters, and now my father is out of the picture, I'm the next he's coming for.I never for once thought I'd become a Mafia, but as it is now, I have no other choice than to be one.That's what has caused my sudden Character change.I use to be a nerdy weird kid that could barely make a sentence without stammering, that was what killed my esteem and I knew that I will never be that it girl.But after I moved away from Italy and moved to the United States, I suddenly found my confidence.The Hastings brothers have been my childhood family.Their family was friends with mine and so we became best of friends especially after I
Blu***In as much as everyone saw me now as a horrible daughter I really didn't give a fuck because I was having my own private time with him now, alone, without the eyes of people watching.For hours I stood there, watching his grave.I can't believe he's actually dead.I sighed and turned around to leave, and Damon was standing right behind me.And I noticed his brothers in their car not too far away."I thought I asked you guys not to follow me around", I said clearly getting pissed."We're not, were not here for that, actually we just, came to see him too, we didn't get to attend the funeral", he said.I nodded slowly and turned back to his grave."What exactly happened that night, when he died?", I asked Damon.He sighed, "It was really blurry honestly because I was drunk, I do remember he called me and told me to come over to his house, then I came in and he was on the floor covered in blood, saying they already got him... I remember... trying to run out of the house panicki
BLU * * * My eyes shot open and I groaned, my hand still hurt . "Glad to see your awake", Alex said walking over to my bed. He had a glass of water in his hand. "Hi Allie", I was smiling. "You okay?", he asked dropping the glass on the table beside my bed. "My arm still hurt", I said. "Sorry about that, I'm just glad you're okay", she said touching my cheeks. Alex had changed a lot, he was much more matured now, calm, reserved, manly, and so hot. He was the one in the family with the lightest green color, it was so bright and sharp, he had light brown hair too, you'd almost think it'd blonde. He was well built, very muscular and it was sexy, and he had this silver necklace on from when we were kids, it was his father's. He was the cuter version of Damon, and he's always had my back, how come I've actually never noticed him? "I missed you, a lot", he said calmly. "Like you moved to America and shut everyone out, completely, I tried reaching out to you, s
Blu * * I haven't seen or heard from the boys since day before yesterday's massacre. I just left immediately after and went home with Jessie. Of course they would be surprised. I actually just wanted to do everything low-key but since they insisted on sticking around well there they have it. I got out of my room with my robe and dragged my lazy body downstairs to get a cup of strong coffee to start up my day and there I saw the full Hastings brothers in my living room with Jessie. "They've been waiting for you, they wanted to see you earlier but I insisted they wait till you come down yourself", she said. I nodded. "Hello, and to what do I owe this visit?", I asked smiling. "First of all, we've moved in fully back to Italy, we're staying in our dad's house, a few touches needed and we'll be done ", Alex said. I nodded, "Well that is good news indeed ". "What's the second?", I asked. They exchanged glances and talked with their eyes for a couple of seconds.
So the news about Ricci being murdered by me has gone viral in the Mafia world. And my father's other enemies have heard about it, and Believe me, they're not impressed at all. And it's not like I give a fuck honestly, I don't, I actually want them to come for me, my only worry is that now everyone was going to know me, and I wanted to be mysterious.... ughhhh. I'm guessing no one knows me in person actually, they only know my father's name so they just keep saying his kid, and the worse part is, they think I'm a man. like seriously, do they think it's only a men thing? what I can't control the black axe boys? I really want to shove it in their faces that I'm a woman actually, but then again, I like being mysterious. Today, we'll be paying a visit to another one of my father's killers.Aladdin.He's an Indian prince I heard, and luckily for me, he's here in Italy.Now this is where beauty comes in as one of my many weapons."Hey Alex", I said heading downstairs."Hey Blu, you