||BOOK 2||
||Sequel of Regina In Revenge||
||THIS BOOK CANNOT BE READ AS A STANDALONE||
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The Russo's are back in New York. It's been months since that dreadful day in the infirmary room of the English Mafia...
I know you all are waiting for answer regarding Demitri.
The answers to your questions will be unfolded in the coming chapters, so hold on to it.
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"Good morning!" I yawn as I am carried into the dining room by my personal carrier aka Giovanni. He placed me on a chair my lovely brother Ace pulled out for me, before taking a seat beside me.
"Now this is how a princess is treated!" I hear Zio Alessandro holler, making me smile at him.
I send him a flying kiss which he pretends to catch in the air by lifting his hand, but Zio Matteo bends forward from his seat and puts his hand right in front of Zio Alessandro's, and acts like he caught the kids. He then proceeds to place it in his suit pocket, shooting me a smile of his own before going to sit back.
"Owww!!!" He bellowed while Zio Alessandro smirked from beside him.
"Ales," Zia Nicole said in a warning tone.
"What?" He looked at her innocently.
"You Fucker!" Zio Matteo cursed. "Nicky!" He whined looking at dad. "Look what he did!" He lifted Zio Alessandro's hand from behind him; from his chair.
Zio Alessandro proudly showed us the fork pointed upwards in his hand.
Ouch!
"Sandro.." Dad shook his head at his brothers.
"Kids." Zia Nicole shook her head like a disappointed parent.
"What? colpa sua, ha preso il bacio che mi apparteneva!" Zio Alessandro shrugged his shoulder.
