Chapter 2

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Always and forever for Carolina, Avril and Brianna <3

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Bang!

The door to my room slams open and startles me from my sleep. I'm killing whoever woke me up. Sadly, before I can reach for my gun, my sister's perfume engulfs me in a firm, tight hug.

"Amora you lazy bitch, get the hell up we're all waiting for you!" Donnalee yells in my ear. I groan at my older sister's words, "Donnalee... didn't I tell you to not wake me up early after a mission?" She ignores my words and puts more of her body weight on me.

I start to groan in pain dramatically, "Uhh Donnalee you're as heavy a cow. Get the fuck off me!" I push her off of me and she lands on the floor with a lid thump.

"Ti ucciderò" Donnalee screams as she drags me down by hair. (I'm going to kill you).

We go back and forth at our wrestling match but apparently everyone in this house likes to play dirty. I'm screaming and laughing on the floor while Donnalee is on top of me; trapping me and tickling me to death.

"Please! Please, you win; you win!" I scream hoping she stops her attack. Donnalee finally stops and gets off of me, "I always win, sorella. I just had to remind you who's in charge." She walks to my door, turns, and flips me off before closing the door. I chuckle and flip her the finger even though she's gone.

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"La leonessa finalmente si sveglia" Matteo says as I stumble into the kitchen. (The lioness finally wakes).

I flip him off as I sit down at the table. "Faresti meglio a stare zitto prima che ti tagli le palle" I tell him as I sip my orange juice. Papa chokes on his bite of breakfast when he hears what I said. "Amora, watch you mouth before I send you to out to do laps with Matteo" He says giving me a pointed look. My mouth drops open. "Papa!" I whine, "He was the one who started it!" I slump back into my chair and mouth 'Fuck you' to Matteo who is quietly laughing with Raphael. (You better shut up before I cut your balls off).

I turned my head and began to dig into the delicious breakfast our cooks made. But it's quiet, too quiet. I pick my head and notice that Papa, Aria and Donnalee are staring at me.

Like damn if I'm that pretty just say it to my face.

I fight the urge to smile at what my mind said. I nod my head at them, "What?". They all glance at each other. "Did I kill the wrong person?" I say quickly. "Which wouldn't be a big deal because we could cover it up".

"No Amora, you didn't kill the wrong person" Aria says reassuringly. "You got a marriage proposal from the Don's son from the America Mafia" She chuckles as she finishes her sentence.

My face was painted in disgust as I said, "Tell that figlio di puttana, that I would rather kill myself than ever talk to him. Papa, if he pulls this shit again tell me, so I can go over to America and personally reject his ass again". This makes Donnalee bust out laughing.

"Donnalee!" She starts laughing even harder which causes everyone in the kitchen to join her. "I'm sorry Amora, but it's so funny watching him try to get you to like him" She says, still laughing.

My chair make a loud noise as I stand up, "I seem to have lost my appetite, if you'll excuse me". My face burns as I quickly walk out of the kitchen and towards our gym.

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Sweat drips down my face and coats my body as I continue my assault on the punching bag.

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