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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I sat between Marcello and Tony. I don't feel good. I don't think any of this will go well.
"You good?" Matteo asked me and I nodded.
"What is it Marissa?" Lorenzo asked me this time.
"I have a bad feeling about this but maybe I am just overthinking." I voiced my thoughts.
"You're just scared." Marcello said. I rolled my eyes because I am definitely not and before I can respond to him, 4 people came in.
A man, his name is Bronco Davis. New leader of the American mafia.
A woman, his wife, her name is Grace Davis. The donna.
Two children, their kids. Allen and Alex Davis.
Why don't the children look like any of their parents? It's like they're not even their kids. And I am sure as hell, his kids aren't adopted. Weird.
"A pleasure to see you Lorenzo!" Bronco exclaims and Lorenzo gets up to shake his hand.
Bronco— I know what a weird name— he looked around and when his eyes fell on me, a smirk quickly made its way to his lips.
I don't like him already.
"I was so eager to finally meet you, I saw you before but I never had the chance to speak to you with the presence of Blake Balde." He extended his hand and I shook it. "That reminds me. I am sorry for your loss." I nodded. "So what should I call you? Marissa or Rose?"
"Both are fine." I responded.
"I am gonna call you Rose. I am a fan of her." He chuckled and I faked a smile. "This is my wife Grace everyone." I look at the wife and besides the fake smile she has on, her eyes are scared. Why is she scared? "And these are my kids, Allen and Alex." They look fucking terrified. Maybe they are scared of my brothers?
I don't get it. Something is wrong. I look at my brothers and I don't think they seem to notice anything strange.
Maybe I am overanalysing the situation.
No you're not...
"Please sit." Lorenzo said and the Davis family sat on the other end of the table.
"You didn't come to the funeral. Good choice." Bronco said catching my attention again.
