|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...
🚫⚠️Warning⚠️🚫: Suicidal thoughts, Feelings, and Actions.
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I watch as Brooke walks up the stairs after her accusations towards Rose. That Fucker Diaz did things I probably can't even fathom to her and she is still a strong ass woman. I feel the need to follow her to make sure she does not do anything stupid.
"What the hell happened with Diaz," I find myself asking. Everyone looks at me before turning their gazes towards Rose. She is the only one that knows what happened to her.
"Brooke was in a relationship with him for 2 years," she sighs after a momentary silence. "She loved him but he turned his love into obsession. She thought she could trust him with her father's secret but when she told him he turned into a monster. A monster that wants all the power in the world with Brooke by his side," Rose shared.
"So he wants power," Mr. Russo says more than asks.
"Yes, he wants the empire that you built. He wants it and I bet he will also want the empire that Mr. Morelli also built," she says rubbing her temples.
"Well he can try but we will win," My father says standing up.
"I think we need to learn more about him. I will have my most trusted men find information about him but I think that we need to get the island under lockdown. Shut the school down for a few weeks to keep the kids safe. I also recommend you stay here for a few days. My men can take the other family members into one of my hotels that have been recently built," Mr. Russo says.
"Okay, that sounds good. I am going to the game room," My father says before walking off.
I rub my hands over my face and think about getting cleaned up.
***
I lay on the guest bed that Mrs. Russo showed me to. It is down the hall from Brooke's room and I have been debating for over an hour to check on her.
Fuck it. I think. I get out of bed and walk down to her room. I knock on her door but there is no response. I crack it open and see a body slumped on the ground. I open the door wider and Brooke slumped on the ground passed out.
I walk in and scoop her up in my arms. She wraps an arm around my neck. She smells divine. She smells like Jasmine and Roses.
I gently place her down on her bed and she moves to her side. I move a strand of her dark brown hair out of her face. She looks so innocent when she sleeps and she looks almost fragile but I have to remember that she killed people tonight and smiled while she did it. She is far from fragile or innocent.
I shake my thoughts and grab the pink blanket from the foot of her bed. I gently place it on top of her. I stare down at her sleeping figure and I do something I did not expect. I kissed her forehead and her nose but I quickly left her room.
