The Mafia Sacrifice

32

Starr Marie

She walks in the direction towards the stalls on my left, as I stand there unfazed.

She stops looking at smooth doors —following by brushing her hand down it. "You know," She pauses turning her attention to me. "Antonio was wrong about you. He said you were a little bitch," She
says letting out a laugh.

I immediately get angry at the thought that this bitch works for Antonio. He could've done so much better. "Even the biggest dogs get mistaken for smaller ones." I kind of felt proud of myself, that's something Chris would say.

Chris would be so proud.

She takes a few steps towards me closing space between us every step. "Awww. That's so cute," She fakes pout. "Now let's see if you'll still be little miss cute Marie after this." She punches me in my cheek catching me off guard.

I lift my hand up to my cheek later bringing it into my vision. Blood was on the tips of my fingers. I fücking hate blood. Blood has not been one of my strong suits, yet this bitch got me bleeding out.

This bitch.... is about to die, in a fucking restaurant bathroom!

Rage immediately dump into my emotions. I have a fine ass man waiting for me and this bitch ruined my makeup. Not only did she ruin my makeup, she works for fücking Antonio!

This bitch is going to pay!

I made eye contact with her straightening my stance. I wear a long dress and heels, whereas she also wears heels but a fitted suit on.

(What the fuck is this... fast and furious? )

"What a pussy move. Let's play fair bitch," I say gesturing her to come my direction.

She throws a right hook only to miss as I duck to the left, taking her wrist, kneeing her into the stomach. She lets out a groan of pain when I push her back onto the wall.

I throw a right jab connecting my fist to her cheek, following by throwing a left jab again hitting her once again. I try to throw a hook when she ducks hitting me with a upper cut to the jaw. I felt blood appear in my mouth.

Tripping on my feet I fall onto the sink, gripping it with both hands trying to stay balanced. She runs into my direction with full speed. I tilt my body to the left causing her to miss me breaking the mirror into thousands of pieces.

I kick her in the stomach with my heels sending her aback with full force. She groans as she hits the floor. I walk to the left as she lays on the floor gasping in pain.

"I'll fucking kill you bitch. Then I'll fuck your lover boy just like I fucked you brother Toni," She yells spitting at me, shortly laughing as I stare at her.

I became angry once again. For one, I was the only one who called Antonio, Toni. Second, this bitch brought up Damon. She's a fucking bitch with no fucking humor. If she thought that shit was funny, then she'll have something else coming.

I failed to realize that she chose to attack again. And before I knew it, she kicked my feet from under me causing me to fall on my back.

Yes, I know. Never lose focus.

And I hate to admit it but I did.

She jumps onto me punching me left and right as she straddles me. I immediately wrap my arms around her neck pulling her body towards mine, turning us around— giving me an advantage as I have power on top of her.

As much as I wanted to finish her right there, I couldn't. I was not a fan of unfair fights. If I was going to win this, it's be the right way.

So I stood up taking a few steps back. "I see you're a fan of taking sloppy seconds," I try to piss her off so I could finish the bitch and get back to my date. "I thought only bitches take sloppy seconds."

My plan to piss her off became a success.

Her hurt expression transitions into anger as she jumps up and again, runs into my direction — as I expected.

My left foot being behind me and my right foot being in front of me, I lifted my right leg up kicking her into her face as she falls to the ground face first—with my shoe laying next to her.

I bent down to check her pulse which is still there. Thank god I'm not a killer. Then I push her body over to catch a glimpse of her face.

I failed to realize that the top piece of my heel collided with her eye ball. Now how the hell am I supposed to explain this?

I softly take my shoe out of her bloody-red eye "Shit," I say, looking at her. "Looks like your going to need an eyepatch," I say digging into her pockets for a wallet with any identification.

I found only an ID with the name Angelina Torez. Looks like Mrs.Torez was a dumb assassin. Who is that dumb to risk their cover?

Unless they wanted to be known.

I slide the ID into my bra and walk towards the sink washing the blood off the bottom of my heel. I continue fixing my hair, outfit, and access blood from our fight. I'm pretty sure that I didn't get all of it but I have to leave.

I was afraid that if I stayed any longer I would get caught, so I immediately leave making my way back to the balcony. There I seen Damon sat on the phone.

He looks at me noticing the slight difference in the way I walked. I was slightly limping from the hard fall I had taken. As much as si tried to hide it, I felt a tingling pain on my back. Once I made it to the table he hangs up his phone.

I stand next to the table looking him in his worried eyes. "We need to go." He nodded his head, standing up, then leading me towards the stairs.

Once we got in the car he pulls his phone out and calls someone. "Tell everyone we're having a meeting in 5," He demands through the phone. Even though we were 15 minutes away, he suggested it to be in five minutes. I guess I was going to see some real speed.

(Lol. If you didn't understand that... log out!)

He hangs up then looks into my direction, catching my eyes. The look carries on for a while until I turn my eyes, placing my attention out the window.

I automatically know what this will lead to.

War.

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Starr finally got to use her skills.

Feel bad for the girl? After all she only have one eye now!

What will happen in the meeting?

A/ Thank you for reading chapter 32. See you in the next chapter <3

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