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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"WHERE THE FUCK IS MY FUCKING CHARGER! THIS IS THE THIRD TIME THIS WEEK!" I yelled from the main hall for everyone to hear me.
Lately my brothers are always home, always with me, always in my room, always everywhere, always annoying me. I regret reuniting them— no I am kidding I love them. Not at the moment though because my charger is missing AGAIN.
"TONY IS IT YOU? WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU?" It has always been Tony who takes my charger.
"I am in the kitchen! And no it's not me!" I head to the kitchen where Tony told me he is.
"It's not you huh? It's always you! You have money! Why don't you just buy one?!?" I said crossing my arms in front of my chest.
"Drop the attitude. It's not me. I took Sandro's." He responded. I just glared at him even more.
"Every time you take my charge and use the same excuse!" He's unbelievable.
"I am not lying to you." He casually said drinking some green drink. "Want some?" He asked me.
"Keep your poison to yourself." I rolled my eyes. "I just want my charger." I sighed.
"Why?" He teased.
This dumb bitch—
"To charge my fucking phone!"
"And why do you want to charge your phone huh?!? To talk to your boyfriend right?!?"
"Tony!" I warned.
"Who has a boyfriend?" Matteo questioned coming into the kitchen. Great. "You have a boyfriend Mary?" He asked me.
"What? no!" Then I feel myself being lifted up and thrown over a shoulder. It's Marcello.
"Put me down Marcello!" I yell and he's literally moving like I was a towel on his shoulder. He went to the fridge and got two drinks. "MARCELLO!"
"Dude just shut up." He casually responded to me like I was the one annoying him.
"I am officially tired of you." I started moving my legs to hurt his stomach.
"Stop!" He said and I ,of course, didn't. "Matteo catch!"
"What—"
I thought he was gonna throw the drink to Matteo but no, he threw ME to Matteo like a fucking ball.
Now Matteo is holding me the bridal style. "What the fuck?!?" I exclaimed.
"Sandro catch!" Matteo threw me to Sandro. Oh my god.
"Sandro put me down." I seriously told him. Yet he ignored me and threw me to Tony.
They are all laughing while torturing me. After a couple of minutes of me flying between my brothers I started to get dizzy.
