Yara

M-MAFIA

Chapter 1: M-MAFIA
Yara

"Ollie!" I said while laughing at him tickling me. "Stop it Oliver I can't breathe!"

He finally remove his hands off my stomach and I got up after recovering from my laughter.

Me and Oliver been best friends for two years. I was a junior in high school and he was a senior.

He seen me at my worst and I've seen him at his worst. He saved me from suicide. I was bullied by classmates, the new girl who nobody wanted to be friends with. But Ollie came back from out of school suspension.

He was the one that stop those kids from bullying me. But I was so lost in sadness that I got up from the ground and ran to bridge, I didn't know he was following me, I was going to jump but he catched my arm, stopping me from following.

After that we been together for the longest. I thought I didn't have anyone since I was an orphan. But I moved in with him after I finished my Senior year of high school. He is my family.

"Whatcha thinking about, you some out." He said snapping me out of my thoughts.

"Just thinking, can we get food?" I asked him.

He grinned. "Hell yeah! Was about to ask you the same thing."

We got up and drove to a small cafe and we talk and laughed for a while.

"Do you want to go to my gala?" He asked me.

There's another thing about Oliver, he is a billionaire. Throws parties for his company but he never ask me until now. "Gala? You know I don't do parties especially with those snobby rich bitches." I joked.

"Princess important people are going to be there and I really want you to meet them." He said staring at me with those beautiful grey eyes.

I gave in and rolled my eyes. "Fine, but you owe me ice cream." I told him.

"Yes ma'am!" He says as he kisses me on the cheek making me blush.

"I see you still blush when I do that." He said in his deep Italian voice causing me to blush again.

"Let's go." I said wanting to change the subject.

Did I mention I am in love with this Italian man and would do anything for him?

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Leaving the restaurant, Ollie got a phone call causing him to stop and I sigh as I looked around bored oh of my life waiting to go him and eat chocolate chip cookies and watch On My Block. 

Something caught my eye. More like someone. I gasp when I saw a man pointing a gun at my Ollie. "OLLIE WATCH OUT!" I screamed as I jump in front of the bullet for him and I heard another gun went off and saw the man body dropped.

I dropped down to the ground only hearing the word cazzo.

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I woke up in a white plain room. I looked down at my stomach to see a big patch from where I was shot. I look over to see a sleep Oliver holding my hand. I smiled knowing he is okay. I grabbed the pillow from behind me and smacked him with it.

His eyes went wide and he picked me up and threw kisses all over my face. "Your alive! Thank goodness, princess why the hell did you jump in front of the bullet for me? What where you thinking! You crazy woman." He says as he kisses me on the cheek.

"I'm fine, I'm fine. I told you I'll take a bullet for you one day. Who new that day was today?" I joked.

"Love it's been two weeks since you where shot." He told me with a guilty look.

"Two weeks?" My eyes went wide.

"You where in a coma. I need to tell you something. Please don't hate me. I'll be dead if you hate me. I've been keeping a secret from you for the past two years." He said in a worry tone.

I looked at him with confusion.

"I'm the head of The Devil's Skulls." He blurted out and I still looked at him confused.

He grabbed his hair in frustration.

"Mafia love." Holy shi-

"M-MAFIA!?"