A/N: I only had a week of break before I had to start my summer semester and my teachers this summer are assholes sooo... Chapters are a little late but they are coming. thanks for being so patient.
Anyway onto the story...
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Angelos pov:
"If you don't let her go in the next 5 seconds, I'll put a bullet in between your eyes," I say as I hold my gun right up to the prick that has his filthy claws around my sister's wrist.
"Angel-"
"Luna" I cut her off and shift my gaze from this thing at the other end of my gun to her. This is when he thinks that I shifted my focus from him to her and tries to take my gun. Idiot. He quickly lets go of Luna's wrist and goes straight for my gun. I move and shoot him in the shoulder.
"Ahhh shit I missed, that was supposed to be a warning. whoops..." I laugh. good thing I had my silencer on. I wouldn't want to scare Winter.
"Darling you never miss." Aria laughs along with me. I look at my wife. God, I'm a lucky man. I wonder if after-
"You psychopath from hell, you just shot me" he whines from the floor.
"Oh don't be such a baby my 18 and 15 have been shot in the shoulder and they didn't even flinch" actually Wilder screamed he was dying for 15 minutes but wouldn't let anyone touch him because 'it would make it worse' and Cree stared into space and disassociated until the bullet was out of his shoulder. But he doesn't need to know that.
"WHAT??? who goes around shooting people? Who even are you?"
"Oh how rude of me my mother raised me better, I'm MichealAngelo DeLuca but my friends and family call me Angelo. You may call me Mr. DeLuca."
"You're her brother?" he points to luna. No, I'm the tooth fairy.
"He's your brother? Your brother goes around shooting people?" he directs his questions toward Luna.
"Only the ones that decide to hurt my family. Also, where is my Bambina?" (baby)
"She's over her Zio. That, excuse my language, puntura made her cry." (prick) Journee chimes in. If there is one thing I love about the girl is that she sure knows the right buttons to push to get a reaction out of someone.
I chuckle. I chuckle so much it turns into a full-blown laugh. After about a minute of laughter, I finally calm down.
"That, that right there was a funny joke. You see I hold my family on a very high pedestal. I mean so high that they should be untouchable. The key word there is "should". But then low lives just like you somehow manage to touch them." I say pacing in front of him.
"Yeah, I did make that brat cry. and? So what? just wait till the police get here. I'm pressing charges on all of you. I'm going to sue you and your company so bad that I'll be the richest man in New York, maybe in the country." he spits from the floor. Oh, I love that moment where they think that have outsmarted me. Do you know what's even better? when I crush that moment.
"The police arent coming" I laugh along with the rest of my family and men
"what? why? someone had to have called the cops and told them they saw you shoot me"
"well because we called them first and told them that we were going to be here silly. Well they are coming just not to protect you"
"what- how? How do you have that kind of pull?"
"Oh did Luna not tell you?"
"Tell me what?"
"that I'm the don of the Italian Mafia" I smile as I watch the color drain from his face.
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General FictionWinter has been through more in her first 3 years of life than the average person. Her mother chose drugs and men before her and also doesn't know who her true father is. At the age of 1, her mother started dating her step-father but life never got...
