*Previously named Sinner's*
They're both Sinner's.
So horrible, yet so perfect for each other.
So horribly perfect.
Mara De La Riva.
Daughter to the capo of the Spanish Mafia. A cold-hearted killing machine raised to perfection.
Her purpose in life...
Also, I cried like a baby at 4 in the morning while writing this 😃🙋♀️ If the song happens to end as you are still reading I suggest you play it again for added ✨dramatic effect✨ Enjoy <33
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I slapped him. I slapped Leonardo Moretti and I'm still alive to tell the tale. If that isn't goals I don't know what is. I suppose I didn't give him much of a chance to react before I charged out of the kitchen like an angry bull on heroin. Oh well.
I went in search of my brothers, my father had texted me a few minutes prior letting me know when the Moretti's and I were leaving. Fucker was to lazy to find me. I stopped at Lucas' door first, not bothering to knock i strolled right in.
Emilio was sitting at Lucas' desk, typing away on his computer as my eldest brother sat in a corner chair, watching his younger brother intently. "What ya doing?" I plopped down on Lucas' bed. After hearing my voice Lucas' drew his attention from Emilio and looked at me. While Emilio swivelled around in the spinny chair. I want it.
"Your highly intelligent brother has forgotten his email password and can't figure out how to change it." Emilio spoke up, I snorted. When it came to technology, Lucas was an old man. He can do the bare minimum and that's all.
"Am I surprised? Absolutely not." Emilio laughed softly with me as Lucas glared daggers my way. "You hurt my feelings, sister." Lucas placed his hand on his heart dramatically. "You dramatic baby." I smirked. Suddenly Lucas had launched himself at me, tickling my sides. I squealed in surprise and tried to escape this monstrous attack. "I...DEMAND...FREEDOM!" I yelled between fits of laughter.
I slipped out of Lucas' death grasp and began to shove myself off the bed. My head snapping around to face a grinning Emilio with his hands wrapped around my ankles. He pulled them and I slid backwards onto the bed. "You're supposed to be on my side!" I shrieked as I faced my second tickle attack of the day. I accidentally launched my foot upwards, kicking Emilio straight in the stomach.
Oops.
He held his stomach as he collapsed onto the bed beside me, Lucas to my right, Emilio to my left. "Christ Mara." He groaned. "At least I didn't kick you in the balls." I patted his shoulder reassuringly. "Fair point." A groan escaping his lips. An uncomfortable silence settled over the room. They both knew I was to leave soon. ((Play song now)) "Hey, I'll be back soon. Yeah?" I spoke up softly, the soft pants of the three of us being the only other audible noise in the room. "We will get you out of this M, I promise." I tilted my head sideways, one cheek resting on the bed, getting a better view of Lucas as he spoke up. "It's okay. I'll be okay." A small tear escaping down the side of my face.
