Craving Russo

CHAPTER TWO

Family is important to me, my father and mother Miran and Reyan Rose, they mean the world to me and every day I don't feel like I deserve this family. We are sitting in the dining room having a family dinner, my mother is the most beautiful human on earth, her gorgeous long dark brown curly hair with eyes like no other my mother inherited these dark green eyes almost as Emerald very rare, yet it belongs to the Turkish mafia, I was blessed to inherit my mother beauty and yet I was blessed with my father's fair complexion as he shows his British side. Kamal is a spilt imagine of my father light brown hair, blue eyes, strong facial structure all the ladies fall at my brothers' feet, yet I feel disgusted every time some dumb bitches try to get into my brothers' pants, I just want to slit their throats open.

"How's the business going my küçük seytanlar" (Little devils) my mother looks at me and Kamal

Before I could say anything, my brother speaks "very well mother.... Even though Celine went a li..." before he could say anything I kicked him under the table, his face grows red, I don't want my parents to think I'm going a little overboard with the use of power, even though my father trained me and Kamal to be one of the best assassins he doesn't want us to waste our energy on 'little' matters.

"Celine Rose what did u do" my father speaks in a harsh tone, I play with the food on my plate as I start to lose my appetite I didn't dare to look into my father's eyes "nothing father...just took care of a little issue" "what kind of issue Celine?", I'm so going to kill Kamal for this "Angelo Dawn he got on my nerves so I just taught him a little thing to not disrespect woman that he cannot simply handle". Without looking I know my father about does go off and my mother spoke in a whisper "that's my girl" I chuckled at the comment and yet ruined as my father finally spoke.

"YOU MESSED WITH RUSSIAN MAFIA, ARE YOU INSANE?" here we go

I stayed quiet as I yet don't want to deal with my father's anger "Miran please calm down your daughter just only put the record straight as she is not a woman to be messed with" my mother walks up to my father to calm, my father places my mother of his lap and they look like they just fell in love again, I admire my parents' marriage gives me hope in knowing maybe I might find love.

"Did you kill him?" my father's voice turned down and is now calm, wow my mother has some sort of superpower. "No I didn't he passed out before I go do more damage, don't worry I don't want to kill him I just want to leave a message to never mess with a Rose father" my father sighs in knowing what I was doing was right just to demonstrate the power I hold "Very well...speaking of mafia I have some news to share" oh lord, I and Kamal look at each other in worry knowing whatever news father always shares ends in a blood bath for one of us.

"What is it, father?" Kamal and I hold our breath in worry as my heart speaks a beat

"The Russo is coming tomorrow to stay with us for the ball that will be held two days from now" I froze, no emotions displayed my mind goes blank my nightmare is becoming worse, Kamal jumps for joy as it adores the Russo brothers, yet I sit in disbelief in knowing that I'll be under the same roof as him.

"Father I'm sure that they will prefer to stay at one of our hotels we simply don't have enough room in this house" I lied our mansion is the biggest in Britain bigger than Buckingham Palace, however, my plan didn't work

"Nonsense they are our dearest friends basically like family" I try to control my breathing as I don't want this nightmare to come true, "ugh I can't wait to see the Russo brothers it's been what like 4 years" I whisper to myself "Yeh 4 years of hell" "what was that Celine?" my mother eyes meet mine as my eyes dare to turn red, shit I can't let my family see me cry, "nothing mother, now if you will excuse me I must rest as I had a long day" before I could leave the room my father's voice broke out "Celine they will be here tomorrow morning", I nod and started walking towards my room, I have to escape tonight I can't bear to see his face.

I plan to wake up at 5 at the earliest to leave and say I had a mission to take care of when really, I message my therapist:

Celine: it is too early to ask for an early session tomorrow?

No second later she messaged back

Mrs Austen: Of course, what time?

Celine: 5:30 am?

Mrs Austen: Okay no problem, see you tomorrow morning :)

I lay on my bed and set an alarm I must stay out for as long as I can because once I face him my world will fall.