"Love makes your soul crawl out from its hiding place."
In the gritty underworld of violence and crime, Angelina Hernandez stands as a formidable figure, the epitome of lethal elegance, ruling as the unyielding don of the American mafia. Alongside...
"Fuck me." I mumbled as I finally caved in opening my eyes, I sat up and stared at the window that has been shining sunlight onto my face for the past thirty fucking minutes. I rubbed my face as I laid back down and made myself comfortable trying to go back to sleep but that didn't work. Once I am awake, I am awake for the rest of the day.
I sat up kicking the covers off myself, I made my way into my closet as I yawned. I picked out my outfit and dropped it on my bed then walked back into my bathroom.
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I started my shower and set it to a hot setting, I pulled my shirt up a little bit as I heard footsteps. I know for a fact I sent all my guards home so I should be the only person in this house.
I sighed as I put my shirt back down and opened a drawer, I grabbed a gun and placed the bullets inside. I grabbed a knife as I cocked my gun and walked out of my bathroom as the intruder walked inside with his back facing me.
Before he turn around I cocked the gun to the back of his head "Do not fucking move." I said making them chuckle.
Is this guy serious right now?
He turned around quickly slapping the gun out my hand I gave him an elbow to the throat took the knife holding it up to his throat.
He looked up making me sigh "Christopher literally what the fuck?" I asked.
C H R I S T O P H E R
I smiled as I put my hands in the air "Surprise." I said as I waved my hands in the air. Angelina stood there clearly upset, I am guessing she just woke up based on how she looks.
"You don't know how to knock?" She asked as she removed the knife from my throat. I pushed myself to stand up and lay down on the bed. "It's not like you were busy or getting laid virgin mary" I said as I began to laugh.
She slowly turned around staring at me making my laugh turn into a cough. I shut up as she walked into her bathroom.
Indecisive is a word I would use to describe my little sister, she changes her room every five days because she can not commit to something.
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