A Runway model and the American-Italian mafia boss
Alex D'Cruz has a rough past life that remains dead to her. On a way to forget everything and move on to a different part of Italy. She is independent and focused on herself a sa rising runway model...
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Giovanni Gambino
10 years ago
I watched my father and mother dance to the music that was playing. I wished I didn't have to at this ball. Why are these so annual and lots of people attend them? I know lots of them are enemies. Devina and Luciano are dancing with each other. Marco is sitting right next to me it is almost time for him to head up to his room.
I can't wait to be the boss soon as I turn eighteen. I will make so many changes and some things may never change. My mother walked over and took Marco up to his room. He has to take his medications. I wish I could go to my room too, but I know I would hear nonsense about how I am an embarrassment to the family by not attending a family event.
My father came back from talking to some of the guests.
" Why are you not introducing yourself? They need to know who will be taking over this mafia in the next two years."
" I already made my rounds, Dad," I said.
" Ok, but make yourself look useful and busy," He said as he took a sip of his drink. I got up and walked with Cora since she just finished talking to some people. She waved at them soon as they left her.
" You look busy," I said as I walked up to her.
" Oh, I am not, they were rude I can sense the attitude behind their faces."
" You want to leave?"
" Let's do it," Cora and I left and went to the garage. I grabbed my keys to the car and we went to my car. I got into the driver's seat and she got into the passenger's seat. Luciano and Taytum came running out of the house.
" Wait for us," The yelled and got into the backseat.
" Anyone else coming?" I looked back as the garage door opened.
" Nope," Luciano said.
I backed out of the garage. Many cars were in the way, but I managed to get out of the driveway. We aren't going anywhere specifically. We just needed to get out of the house.
" Gio, I hope you know that all of us are about to get our asses torn up."
" I'm not," Cora said.
" Shut up, Cora, Aunt Val doesn't care what you do," I drove around Italy. The ride was quiet since the view was beautiful and all the lights of the cities were shining bright.
