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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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Scarlette Gambino
He has been gone for three weeks now. Ayden left last week for Greece. No one will give me updates. I have been up and down the base and no one released no information to me. I tried calling Lucas and it goes to voicemail.
Can I at least know if my husband is alive or dead?
I have been sitting by the phone waiting on a phone call hoping it will just ring. Karla is trying her best to keep my mind off of things. My father said he will be on the lookout and send his men in. I don't even know what's going on in Greece.
I am just stressed and frustrated about everything. I think I need an actual spa day.
" Karla, I think I am ready for a spa day."
" Really?"
" Yes"
" Let's go then," I put on some slides and grabbed my purse and Karla did the same. I grabbed a pair of keys off the hook and found the car it went to. I would let someone else drive but I just want it to be Karla and me.
I already book the appointment and it shouldn't be long since Karla is driving, she loves to speed for some reason. I am surprised she hasn't got a ticket for speeding yet. She swung into one of the parking spots. I gripped the door handle just in case.
Karla looks over and smiles at me like she didn't swing into this parking spot. We got out of the car and Karla tossed me the keys and I put them in my purse. We walked straight in because we have been to this spa before. Karla and I put on the provided robes and the flip-flops were also provided.
First were out massages and we had to lay down with only the towel on the lower part of our bodies.
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We have been here for three hours and it was actually nice to get out of the house and not sit by the phone waiting for a call or a text. Karla is singing her ass off in the car. We are on the way back to the house, so we can help out Mary with the decorations since fall and Halloween is coming up.
" I think I am going to throw Malakai a birthday party since his birthday is on the 18th which is happening in a few weeks."
" Damn, you man will be 30th this year."
" I know, I remember when he was only 18."
" Sure you do," Karla smirked at me. I rolled my eyes at her and she pulled into the garage. We walked inside and Mary was pulling down some decorations and Jameson was helping her. I put my things on the counter and so did Karla. We grabbed some decorations and took them upstairs. Mary already told us where everything goes.
Karla and I put everything where it was supposed to go and there were some leftover decorations, so I put them inside some of the rooms in the house. I know Malakai doesn't like celebrated things so I didn't put them in his office or his room. I should though just to piss him off.
