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There has been an arranged marriage between the Americans and Italian mafias. These mafias have a tragic past.
Scarlette Martinez the American mafia princess. Men fall to their knees just to put a ring on her finger. She isn't too happy with the...
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Malakai Gambino
We boarded the plane early in the morning so the sun is about to rise. Scarlette fell asleep on the chair in vibration mode. I watched her chest rise and slowly fall. Her steady breathing.
My laptop has been sitting in my lap for the past hour, but I can't seem to remove my eyes from her. I got up from my sit and sat in a different row so I could focus on my work.
Kenneth April's name popped up on my screen
Him and this fake ass name. Jakob Reynolds the name I know him by and so does everyone else. I clicked on the notification. It took me to an email with a number on it.
Call this number it said.
I am tired of this bullshit. I pulled my phone out and dialed the number. The phone rang twice before someone picked up it.
" Wow, that was quick, Malakai."
" What the fuck do you want Jakob?"
" No need for the profanity. I just want you to know that Ivan is onto you and so am I. I met your wife Samatha a beautiful devochka," He said in Russian.
" Watch your mouth, Jakob, don't say her name or mention her ever again. Don't contact me or I promise you I will put a bullet in your head with no remorse," I said before I ended the call. I cleared my call list and went back to my work. I need a plan for this attack that is happening in Russia.
They are having their annual mafia gathering different mafia that they have an alliance or agreement plan with are invited and I know for sure we aren't invited. So I will show up regardless. This is happening two weeks from today just before I return from Greece.
I looked over the seat and Scarlette got up from her seat and walked to the back of the plane. One of the flight attendants walked past me. I grabbed her arm and pulled her down.
" Ask the captain how many hours until we land," I said and she walked to the front of the plane. I got up and went to the back where Scarlette disappeared. I opened the door to the bedroom and she was sitting on the bed on her phone.
" Good morning," I said.
" Morning," She said with a slight attitude. She got up and brushed her shoulder passed me. I grabbed her arm and pulled her in front of me.
" You had an attitude since this morning," I said as I inch closer to her until her back hit the wall. She looked up at me with her hazel eyes. She folded her arms over her chest.
