Emi Petrov is the daughter of a Russian mafia leader and a Japanese Mafia leader. She's well known as the She Devil, most fear her while others take her as a joke, the ones who take her as a joke are the fools who don't make it out alive. Emi works...
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Third POV It was dead silent, nobody dared to say a word. There was a dark aura in the room and it radiated from the woman whom Lorenzo called his mother, the woman glared daggers into Emi.
"Mama, you're back early" Lorenzo said, stunned that his mother was standing there.
She wasn't suppose to be back for a couple of more weeks, this caught him off guard. He hasn't even thought of what to say to her about Emi being here, he wasn't prepared for this, and now that she's here, hell was about to break loose.
"Yes, my trip ended a little early..." The woman spoke lowly.
"You didn't call to tell us" Lorenzo said. He tried to keep his tone calm, knowing his mother, she could snap and kill Emi at any moment.
"Well, I wanted to surprise you all Lorenzo, but it seems I'm the one who is surprised" She said, her tone darkening very quickly.
The men in the room knew that the woman before them was pissed, not only could you tell from her tone but she called her son by his full name. Lorenzo cleared his throat becoming nervous, the only woman in this world that could make Lorenzo nervous was his own mother.
"Mama, we heard that you were hom—" Valentina stopped in her tracks along with her sister.
They both walked in at a bad time, as much as her and Sofia would love to turn around to avoid this situation, they knew that would only anger their mother more.
"Valentina, Sofia" Their mother spoke.
Her voice wasn't the normal motherly tone they were use to, but the you better sit your asses down, type tone. Both girls didn't waste time to take a seat on the couch.
"Val, didn't you say mama was—" Marco to stopped seeing the situation in front of him "Nope"
He quickly turned around to walk out the living room but his mothers stern voice caught him.
"Marco, sit" Is all she had to say before her son was sitting in one of the many chairs in the room.
Emi shivered at how their mother spoke to them, it was scary, and reminded her of her own mother in a way.
"Maria mi amor, calm down" Dante said, trying to soothe his wife. He placed his large hand on the small of her back, but one look from Maria and he took a few steps back. Maybe it was best to stay out of this
The whole time Elijah and Alexei remained silent in the back, they knew their place, and they also knew to keep quiet if they wanted to keep their heads. Maria wasn't the one to fuck with when she was pissed.
"Lorenzo..." His mother starts, her eyes staring into his soul "Riddle me this, why is the daughter of the woman I despise the most...in this house?"
Emi was surprised that she figured out who she was with just one looked, whatever history her mother had with her must've been pretty bad if she could recognize her enemies daughter.
