COMPLETED ☑️
!Sequel to Mafias Father Daughter Duo!
Kylie McKlee is no ordinary woman
She is the Under Boss to the British Mafia, ruling alongside her fraternal brother.
When the Russian mafia, a long standing enemy, and the Italian Mafia try and...
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BEEP! BEEP! BEEP!
BANG!
The door to my bedroom is burst open, Michael and James stood there. They both stand in just a pair of joggers and guns in their hands, hair dishevelled and eyes droopy.
"WHAT THE FUCK KYLIE!" James yells. Michael, however, chuckles and walks to my bedside and picks up the pieces of plastic that I blew across the room.
"Thats the third alarm clock you've shot this week." He states while James grumbles going back to his bedroom. The reason it was only James and Michael who 'came to my rescue' is because everyone set an alarm on their phone as a daily notification of when I will put a bullet through my alarm clock. They only came because they care too much, and Alfie just learnt to stop running when he got a piece of plastic launched in his foot.
Michael leave the room and I am left to get ready for the day. I have a shower and get changed ready for a day full of business.
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I grab my gun and put it in the waistband of my pants while I attach my knife to my ankle strap. I go down to the kitchen and pour myself a coffee. Some of the men came in and greeted me good morning as they usually do and we ate our English breakfasts. Today Isaac is traveling to Scotland to deal with some business' up there, so that means I'm stuck with the Russians and Italians.
