Annabell Wolfee is the First Female Italian Mafia Donna. Even though the rest of the world is on board with female leaders the russian Mafia leader Kitrill Volkov targets the young woman trying to prove he is worthy of her spot and she has to be on...
When I woke up on the plane I realized everyone was awake before me.
I didn't want to face my brother at all so out of instinct I went to the bathroom first thing. I sat on the toilet for about thirty minutes after taking a piss and brushing my teeth before someone came knocking at the door.
"you need toilet paper? or maybe a tampon." Averi whispers the last part. "no." I simply say.
"Well, when are you gonna come out?" she asks. "when we land." I say again.
I could tell she walked away a little by her footsteps, after like two seconds a series of multiple groans were heard outside the door. All of a sudden I see someone toying with the lock
"I'm in here!" I exclaim. still it didn't stop the lock from being bothered. The door opens and I meet blondie.
He looks at me for a second before walking towards me. "can you get o- AHH" I squeal when he picks us up from the waist and hangs me over his shoulder.
"What the fuck! put me down!" I hit his back with my hands. He carries me back to the chair I was sitting in and buckles me in like I'm a child.
"I have to pee." he says, "you could've asked me to move!" I exclaim. "you wouldn't have." he narrows his eyes at me.
"well- you could've peed with me in there." I cross my arms "The millisecond you look at my dick peeing i'd get hard.. And that would be a big mess." he jokes while unbuckling his belt.
something about that looked so hot to me, I mean I know he's just going to pee but it was still hot.
He pecks me on the cheek and locks himself in the bathroom.
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We landed back in Washington back to square one. The plane ride was just awkward, I was lucky Lorenzo was sitting beside me, his big ass helped block everything from me which means I wasn't able to see much of penny.
Was he mad at me just as much as I'm guilty for being mad at him? I had no right to snap at him like that, but I bet if he knew his own father's last words he'd feel just the way I do.
"stop daydreaming about my dick and let's get off the plane." Lorenzo waves his hand in my face disturbing my thoughts. man-
"Why would you want me to stop?" I say slyly, making his face turn red. "Let's go." he says as he takes mine and his carry-on and my three duffle bags with him.
"You can give me my bags back." I call after him,holding my hand out. " Shut up!" he exclaims running from me with our bags knowing i'd press him to give them to me.
what a fucking child.
he put all the stuff in our trunk. "why do you carry my things?!" I groan. "why don't you let me carry your things?" He closes the trunk.
He then proceeds to carry ME. I get whipped over her shoulder again.
" I- I CAN WALK TO THE FRONT DOOR MYSELF!" I exclaim. "Yes, but then you'd walk to the driver's seat." he says and he puts me in the passenger seat.
"wh- NO you're not driving MY baby!"
"shhhh." he says and he buckles me into the seat. then after lifting my chin to give me a nice long kiss. When he pulls apart he strokes my bottom lip down. "you talk a lot." he says above whisper making me smile.
Then he slams the car door in my face. making my face return to before's state.
I watch him walk around the car, while squealing and practically jumping while clapping as he enters the driver's seat.
"What about the kids?" I raise a brow as he closes the door. "Oh Penny and Averi are driving in his car, they're fine. "I will shoot you if you injure her." I warn.
"I believe you." he says excitedly. surprisingly he's fun to drive with, nice music, fast speed but not too fast, windows down, my only complaint is how much he shows off the sound of my engine.
We drove behind Penny's car the whole ride home, and after that failed mission I couldn't wait to get in my bed, my room, my house.
I missed my house terribly and wanted some space to figure out my whole plan next.
I can almost picture it now as we drive into the neighborhood, the dark gray wood floor, the chalk black walls with the warm lights making my house look neat.
the fluffy couch, and looonnnggg island table the chef places food on, the food the chef cooks, my two shower heads, the scent of balsam tree woods in my house, the more natural scent of balsam tree woods in my backyard, the pool in the backyard, the fire burning down my house.
the fire burning down my house.
the fire.
burning down my house.
I look at my house in disbelief as Lorenzo pulls around the corner on the street outside of it.
as soon as he stops I get out of the car slamming the door to meet penny and averi outside their car shocked as well.
workers sprinted out the house left and right, even my fucking chef! the trees, the beautiful tall balsam trees crashing down onto my villa and fire suffocating it all.
Everything there is as good as gone. "CHE CAZZO!?" I scream.
