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There has been an arranged marriage between the Americans and Italian mafias. These mafias have a tragic past.
Scarlette Martinez the American mafia princess. Men fall to their knees just to put a ring on her finger. She isn't too happy with the...
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Malakai Gambino
1 month later
It is now the end of February and it's been a few weeks since Grace's funeral. She died from a heart attack and at her funeral, my mother and Devina couldn't keep it together. The Gambino family already fell apart, but it is starting to fall apart even more.
Three people of this family have already passed Asher, Lucas, and now Grace. Everyone lost someone incredibly close to them. For some reason I don't feel anything it's like it she didn't pass. Now it is down to three Gambinos left and I don't include Deven because she is married to someone else and changed her last name. For that, I care she was never part of this family.
Scarlette has been checking up on me and just in my presence at all times. I don't mind her presence, but when it comes to serious work I do ask for some space and privacy and she gives it to me. She doesn't have anything better to do around here. I tried to encourage her to get involved in things, but when she tries to she always finds a way of how she doesn't like the activity. Or she gets kicked out of the place and always blames it was their fault and I have to agree it was their fault or it will be my fault I will get punched in the jaw because I didn't agree with her.
Lately, she has been the one running me. I shut down my laptop and looked up to Scarlette on the couch in my office doing some sort of project. I got up and walked over to her and sat down next to her quietly. She didn't seem bothered and continued doing what she was doing.
" What do you want for your birthday?" I asked and she stopped what she was doing. Since she threw me a birthday party I want to do something special. Scarlette is turning twenty-eight she said she didn't want anything big just small and simple. I know Scarlette isn't a small and simple woman, so I will do something she will love very much. I am not throwing her a party because that's too stressful. " I don't know yet, but I will let you know when I do figure out what I want," She said and went back to what she was doing.
I continued to watch her carefully. " What are you doing," I asked as I broke the silence between us once again. " I am making a scrapbook with some ideas from this magazine," She explained as she showed me each one. She scooted closer to me leaving no space in between us and moved her things over as well.
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The day is moving by slow, but since I don't have any work to do at the moment I just want to get out. I walked to Scarlette's room last time I was in here she was asleep, but she should be up now. I knocked on the door but there was no answer. I opened the door and to my surprise, she was still asleep. She was under the covers I don't blame her because it is freezing cold in her room.
