I'm sure you all have read your fair share of of classic mafia books. The innocent girl falls for the big bad mafia man, but plot twist he's not as bad as he seems. Well this story is anything but that. This story is about a women so evil even hell...
Thank you guys for reading my very first story ever, it means so much to me. I hope you guys enjoy it!
Also this is my first book so please go easy on me and let me know if there an any errors in the comments.
I stepped out of my matte black Lambo and made my way towards the entrance of the club. I lifted my arm and hit the lock button on my keys. I have always wanted to do that one scene in the movies where they lock the car and it explodes; of course, I would never do that to my baby.
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As I walked to the front of the club towards the entrance every man looked at me hungrily while every woman looked at me jealously. I simply smirked at them knowing the only way any of them would ever get close enough to me to act on the strange things going through their mind right now is if I was going to kill them. Honesty, being killed by me is an honor; the simple act of me just thinking about them is an honor, even if the thought is of how I plan on executing the nasty deed.
I was wearing a tight silk black dress that stopped midthigh, however, it stopped now at my upper-thigh considering how much I had hiked it up. The material near my chest draped a bit making me look classy. I had a bold red lip and a neutral smokey eye on that complemented my long black hair.
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I passed the long line and made my way towards the bouncer. Even though this club was neutral territory, meaning it did not belong to the American nor Italian mafia, the bouncer knew who I was. I mean how could someone not know who the heir to the American mafia was, the infamous Jade Anders.
