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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We're at Vincenzo house right now.
Catching him starting at me turning to face him we make eye contact he stares into my eyes looking for something but finds nothing looking away.
I still stare at him.
I know staring is rude but I look at every single detail.
His clean smooth shaved face, his grey eyes, his hood side profile so sharp can cut through a paper, and god his lips that I want to smash mine into.
"You know staring is rude." He comments before turning his eyes back on me making me shriek in the couch.
"Sorry." I sigh taking a small drink of the wine in my hand.
Alessandro is at daycare so I have s few hours to myself.
"No need to apologize." He chuckles staring at me know.
"You know staring is rude." Putting his words in my mouth saying it back to him he chuckles rubbing his forehead.
"What if I'm staring at the most beautiful person I have ever seen." He shows me one of the most beautiful smile someone can melt too.
"Yeah. And what is it?" I ask leaning my head against my hand staring at him.
"You." He whispers before his phone goes off making me chuckle.
"Marco! Damon!" He yells standing up fixing his suit. Damon and Stella come out the kitchen fixing there clothes making me smirk wiggling my eyebrows at her and Marco comes running down with a towel showing his abs whistling at him with a smirk he smirks back.
Vincenzo looks at Marco giving him a death stare Marco puts his hands in surrender before the towel drops.
"Cazzo. Marco go get fucking dressed we have to go. There's been an attack at the warehouse. Hurry the fuck up before is shoot you between the fucking eyes." My eyes widen and so does Stella's she walks away from Damon and to me. Damon eyes widen at Vincenzo's choice of words.
"Che cazzo?! Ecco qua stupido idiota?!" Damon yells throwing his hands in the air. [What the fuck?! There here you stupid dumb fuck?!]
"Fuck it we have to go. Any of you know how to use a gun or fight?" Vincenzo asks.
"Fuck yeah! Stella knows how to fight and I know how to shoot! Let's get going on the road boys." I smirk throwing my hair into a bun so does Stella but into a low bun.
Damon stares at us in shock but we just shrug.
"Hello?! Anyone home?! Let's get going or more people are dying chop chop." I clap my hands walking out the house with them behind me and Stella on my side.
"Princessa. Welcome to the Mafia." He smirks my eyes widen before I nod.
"Damn. I should've not read those books and wish I was in one. Fuck what has my life became too." I shake my head before we all jump into the car.
