Chapter 23

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Samuel
Pulling up to my parents house I was feeling overwhelmed but rage and jealousy ran through me I was the older twin I worked by back off trained to become mafia leader yet here we are scott the blue eyed boy gets to become what I should have, the mafia, the house, the loyalty for goodness sake I have nothing look at me, my own family want nothing to do with me. Revenge will be sought, I was bitter towards Scott, I'll get Abigail then the precious mafia those men will bow before me I am the fricking mafia king not him!

Walking up to the door in my suit and mask nobody would recognise me which is a relief. I scan the room for my undercover man and spot him talking to scott, ahh probably receiving orders on how to protect his precious Abigail when I know he's going to lead her to me, fixing my sleeves I head over to the bar to order a drink.

I scan the room and spot Abigail sat alone so I make my way over to her across the dance floor when a pathetic drunk woman starts grinding on me messing with her hair trying to look sexy " move" I say she looks at me and pouts " dance with me daddy" she says, I scoff at her, daddy what the hell? " move now before I break your arm" she was testing my last nerve now. Finally she moved " ok ok dick, do you know who I am?" She stomped her foot, nope don't care. I carried on walking I have no time for drunk Arse annoying woman wasting my time.

As I nearly reach Abigail a voice is heard over the tannoy -
" ladies and gentlemen mafia kings and queens please make your way to the dance floor, it's time to celebrate the new mafia king please SCOTT RICHARDO COSTELLORE AND RICHARDO COSTERLLORE"  everyone claps but me. I fucking hate him with every inch of me. That should be me.

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