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"Do you have everything?" I exclaimed patting my red velvet dress as we stop in front of the mansion.
"Yeah, just give me a sign if you need help." He chuckled like it was something funny in that sentence.
"I won't forest, just keep an eye out," I said putting my gun in my Gardener to hide it.
"Yeah, yeah, let's go Ava" he took my hand as we made out way into the big mission. The mission was big, decorated with black and white colors and red flowers everywhere since my parents knew I liked them but yet again they thought their daughter was dead.
"Ready?" He said quietly.
"Always bitch." I said in a sarcastic matter.
"You know you ruined the mood." he chuckled.
"Yeah, I know."I laughed as we walked inside with connected arms.
We stayed in the back while everyone chanted excitedly waiting for Luca to be the new mafia leader yet he didn't put a single ounce of passion or his time into this mafia. He was a golden boy going out to parties buying cars and getting with every woman he ever saw and yet all I ever dead was the vote of my life to this mafia and yet no one seem to care. And then I saw him his hair is grown out, he had a light stubble which made him look more mature, dressed in an all-night black suit he had my necklace hanging on his neck and he wanted me to see him ware it.
I had never seen that expression on his face cold and distant, hurt he keep it hidden quite well but I knew better I need to look at it as I said it all he hated me.
The lights of the ballroom seem to dim as I saw my dad walking up on the stage my brother following right after him and then my mother standing in the corner with a proud smile on her face.
Forest and I walked so now we were standing right behind the stage where my mother was standing yet no one could see us but I can see all of them except Andrea and Emilio.
"Thank you, everyone, for coming here tonight, tonight I want to honor my beautiful daughter that passed away and my son that will become the new leader of the American mafia," he said proudly but disappointed that he had lost me. The only true D'Angelo.
"Let's take a few seconds to honor my daughter before moving on to give My Mafia onto my son" he spoke, but I wasn't staring at any of them anymore I was staring at Marco and his expression he looked hurt and never seen that amount of pain in his eyes before that I knew that it was all my fault. He looked lost hurt but he hit it nice because everyone just thought he was acting cold with his beautiful gray eyes, they said. I took the microphone out of dad's hand making my way into the stage.
"That's alright daddy dearest, I never really liked being quiet anyway," I smirk as I hear gasps everyone was shocked deceived but my eyes were locked on him.
