|Book 1 in Dangerous Mafia Series| Please read this first|
A girl who has secrets and thoughts darker than most.
A boy who will be the leader of the most powerful Mafia in the world.
A past of heartbreak and pain.
Brooklyn Lilac Russo grew up lea...
When I wake up on Tuesday morning I do not plan to wake up being sideways on my bed with the T.V remote underneath my ass.
"Grrraaa," I groan. Of course, I can not say words in the morning instead I sound like a human before we learned how to talk. I climb out of bed and pad over to my bathroom and get into my big shower. I shower until my skin is nice and smooth and my hair smells like Lilac, Vanilla, and roses. I Get out of the shower and dry off.
I walk to my massive closet and look for clothes. I grab a pair of black high-waisted jeans with a white cropped plain tank top. I grab a pair of vans and a black sweater. I put on a dainty necklace that says peace and some different earrings for my ears. I put my usual rings on that I wear almost every day.
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I find a backpack and put it around one of my shoulders and run out of my bedroom door. I try to remember how to get to the kitchen. After 10 minutes I have not to find the way out of this maze of a house. I open a door by the laundry room that I just opened I peer in and see a pair of stairs. I go down them and find another door. What a surprise. I open this door to find the kitchen with my mom at the island and dad.... and dad having an apron on that says 'eat my ass I mean apple pie' I laugh at my dad.
"What this apron is what you gave me last year for my birthday so technically you should be laughed at," My father tells me while pointing his spatula at my face.
"I need to get to school can I borrow a car?" I ask still on the verge of laughing.
"Actually we have a car for you," My mom says. She gets up and walks to the foyer with dad and I following. We exit the house and go to the garage.
My mom hands me a pair of keys and I click the button. At the other side of the garage past all of the sports cars, and Lambos is a white tesla convertible. I think I may be drooling a little bit but I run to the car and hop in. I throw my backpack into the backseat and click the button to start the car. The car purrs to life and I can not help the little gasp I have. I buckle up but before I can zoom out of the garage and go to school my dad stops me.
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"Brooke pick up your cousin please," he asks. I smile at him and nod my head before zooming out of the garage. The car is so smooth on the road and with the wind whipping through my hair it feels peaceful.
