𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
What happens when two completely different worlds full of sadness, jealousy, love, hate, and temptation meet each other?
𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐚 is a closed-off girl with a talent for drawing. She's sassy...
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ABOUT TWO MONTHS AGO, I was this normal girl that lived a normal life.
And now I'm a girl that just found out that her family is a Mafia family that owns the biggest Mafia in the world.
It's crazy how things can change.
I have been living in Alec's house for about two weeks now and I'm really trying not to lose my mind. He has been giving me information about what was going on and how he was going to 'fix' everything.
But I don't think you can fix something this big.
This Javier guy is trying to kill me. I don't know him but from what I've heard, I can tell that he won't stop until he has me.
He killed my family. And he won't stop until he can kill me.
No one will stop him.
Not even Alec.
''Boo,'' I got startled when I felt a hot breath on my neck. Turning around, I faced Rafael one of Alec's friends who live here.
When I first met them on my first night here, they seemed very nice and talkative, not like Alec. They showed me a little bit around the house and told me that if I ever need something I should just go to them.
They made me feel very welcomed which I'm happy about but I still miss my own house that I have not been to for the past week.
''Hey,'' I shyly said while he chuckled. ''Do you want to eat something? I'm a great cook,'' he went into the kitchen while I sat in the living room, scrolling through my phone.
I nodded as I stood up and went to the kitchen. ''Where are the others?'' I asked as I noticed that I didn't see anyone since I woke up.
''They went into the Warehouse early in the morning. Alec told me to stay here and make sure you are okay,'' he smiled.
Rafael is definitely the nicest of all of the boys.
''What exactly do you guys do at the Warehouse?'' I asked.
He chuckled. ''You're really curious, I like it,''
''Well, the Warehouse is a base where we work when we have a mission or where we discuss our plans. We also train there, we have a basketball court there and we have a huge library where we have many books,'' he counted down as he began creaking some eggs into a pan.
