~ Karma's POV ~
After we met everyone I went to the shooting range with Delilah and Maisie, leaving Joey behind to talk with everyone else.
Maisie and Delilah were so focused on their conversation, whereas I took my time to admire where I would now be working. I'm not going to lie I am going to miss modelling but I always knew that it didn't feel like home, but even though I have only been here for a few hours, I can tell that this is the place I was always supposed to be, in this huge warehouse, with the people that I can already tell treat and respect each other like family.
"Karma! Karma!" Maisie yells snapping me out of my daze
"Hm, what?" I hum in reply
"We were just wondering what your assassin name was," Delilah explains
"Really?" I ask
"Yeah, it's just, you can't just be any old assassin, I mean, I saw how you handled those people in the car chase, you're fucking amazing!" Maisie squeals
"Well, I'm not actually allowed to tell you, you see us assassin's vow to only tell those most trusted who we really are, and I only just met you guys, but hopefully, I will be able to tell you with time," I explain and they nod their heads and turn the corner.
I follow them as we walk through the door labelled shooting range and I squeal, there are tonnes of guns on a wall and then some targets, now this is an assassins idea of heaven. I walk over to the wall and pick off an AK-47.
"Woah, slow down there tiger, try this one first," Delilah laughs as she takes the gun from me and hands me a revolver.
I huff and aim at the target, flipping off the safety.
"You know you should really-" Maisie begins
I fire a shot without looking and get a bullseye.
"-look before shooting a gun," She continues a little late
"HOLY SHIT THAT WAS FUCKING INCREDIBLE!" Delilah screams from behind me.
"Calm down D," Maisie giggles
I put the gun back on the wall and walked out of the room, Maisie and Delilah following close behind.
"Where did you learn how to shoot like that?" Delilah asks
"I'm self-taught," I shrug, my heels clicking on the marble floor.
My phone begins to ring and I tell the girls to go back to the boys and that I would be there soon.
"Well hello, there Karma..." The voice says
"Fuck off asshole." I spit and end the call.
Deja vu, am I right? I then continue walking muttering Spanish curse words under my breath while walking back to my brothers.
I shove open the doors to their meeting room and walk in, making a scotch.
"¿Realmente hermanita? (Really little sister)" Ashton asks as I down the drink in one go
"Sí, si quieres que sobreviva, necesito coraje líquido, (Yes, if you want me to survive, I need liquid courage)" I shrug and then look around the room to see my cousins, my brothers, Joey and the rest of the team watching me.
"What?" I huff out
"We know who the attackers were," Alfie says
"Tell me," I say, sitting down next to Joey
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The Model and 8 brothers - Completed
HumorBook 1 - The 8 brothers series ~Completed~ ~Edited~ You could say that Karma Paige Moretti was a normal girl, living her normal life, with a normal amount of brothers. But you would be lying. She is a Model, and boy was she beautiful, all boys wante...
