||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...
Anxiety attack decided to make an appearance earlier today.... and now I am exhausted AF.
Anyways, Enjoy.
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My eyes open just moments before I hit the floor, face first.
Standing up on my feet, I glare at a sleeping Allegra who was sprawled on my queen sized bed, like a starfish, making me regret my decision of allowing her to sleep with me.
Not really! I miss waking up to this shithead!
I glanced at the clock, the hands of the clock struck 12, the sun peeked through the blinds, shining brightly against the walls of the room. Taking a quick bath, I changed into a pair of checkered pants and a baby blue sweater.
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Making my mission to annoy Allegra into waking her up, I walk upto my bed and pull out the blowhorn from underneath it, along with a pair of safety headphones before I blow it on Allegra's face.
I witness the girl jump up in air, before rolling over to the other side of the bed, falling face first.
