Marissa Riva is the Italian mafia princess. She has been missing since she was 4. Kidnapped by her own mother.
The Riva family was mentally destroyed after her disappearance.
Then the father was gone too.
Leaving the six brothers with no hope, bro...
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"SANDRO CAN YOU CALL MARISSA DOWN? DINNER IS READY." Leo yelled from the kitchen.
"Why always me?!?" I huffed.
"Because you're the youngest." Matteo told me.
"I will be 18 next month. We are literally born in the same year." I responded.
"Wait how is that possible?" Marissa asked coming down the stairs.
"They were born at the beginning of the year and I was born at the end of the year. But in the end we are all born in the same year." I responded.
"So mom gave birth to three creatures in one year?!?" She questioned.
"Yeah Marissa." Marcello responded to her in a duh tone.
"R.I.P that vagina— Uh I mean so is your birthday this month Sandro?"
"KIDS DINNER IS FUCKING READY! BRING YOUR ASSES HERE AND STOP CHATTING IN THE HALL!" Tony yelled for us.
"Tony has anger issues." Mary stated.
"We all do Rose." I called her fake name.
"Don't call me that and no, Leo doesn't have anger issues, he's literally... the mom of the house." Marissa said walking towards the dining room and we sit in our usual places.
"I haven't seen you in days." Marissa told Lorenzo.
"Work." He responded.
"You know that this is our first dinner all together in a week right?" She questioned.
Everyone was so busy with work and we were trying to catch her step brother, we told someone to help him escape from jail so we can have him. And we have him now. That mother fucker will die so unimaginably painfully and slow. We're still looking for his friends though.
So this past week it's usually just her in the house or she sees sometimes Leo who makes her food or me, sometimes the twins.
"We're really busy Bambina." Leo told her.
"I know you're gonna say no but I—"
"If you know that he's gonna say no then why ask it?" Marcello cut Marissa off.
"I wasn't talking to you." She glared at him.
"Drop the attitude." He told her.
"I am bored Lorenzo. I have been locked in here for a week and I am used to.. action in my life and now I am feeling so fuckin— I mean so much bored." She ignored Marcello.
