Mariana Sanchez was just an original women living with her best friend Stella in an little house in New York. Her parents died when she was moving in with her friend she would always blame herself, sure she wasn't there to call the police. She was j...
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THE PEOPLE IN my mafia are terrified of me. I'm known as the the murder that kills and doesn't think twice about it no matter how much they beg, sob, pray the bullet goes straight through there fucking head. I don't feel anymore the last time I get was the last time I saw my mother. It was happiness. I was always a mommas boy but now I'm not.
I never liked my father he was always cruel to me. Treated me like I was nothing until my mother died he hasn't talked to me ever since. My men been letting me know where he's been, he's been in the under world sleeping with woman as if there nothing. My father was always known for cheating on my mother but she never loved him they were an arranged marriage.
Now my father is looking for a new wife perhaps.
A knock comes to my door disrupting the silence in my office.
"Come in!" I yell, sitting up I grab a cigar putting it between my lips one of my men step in. He comes up before bringing out a lighter bringing it to the cigar it lights before I take a long drag. The smoke coming out my nose I pull it out my lips before blowing it out.
He stands in front of my desk with his hands behind his back.
"Sir, both the Morales are here." He nods putting the cigar between my lips I look through a few papers before letting the smoke out.
"Son and father?" I question looking up at him he nods before I give him a nod.
"Let go." I sigh standing up and pulling up my sleeves. Standing to my full height I follow him to the basement.
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Emilia, Stella, Ale, and I pull up into a driveway a mansion sitting I front of us my mouth falls to the ground gawking at the lovely building. Looking at Stella seeing her staring at me huge Gina forming on our face we look at Emilia.
