A Runway model and the American-Italian mafia boss
Alex D'Cruz has a rough past life that remains dead to her. On a way to forget everything and move on to a different part of Italy. She is independent and focused on herself a sa rising runway model...
Mentions ~ Bi-polar disorder, Depression, and Schizophrenia
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~ Giovanni Gambino ~
We fell asleep on the couch together. I was lying down and she was on top of me sound asleep. I have a business to take care of and I need to make sure she eats before I leave out. I slowly removed her from on top of me and carried her to her room and put the blankets over her.
I made a smoothie bowl and put it in the fridge. I made sure I left a note on the fridge to remind her to eat. I also wrote another note and put it on the nightstand next to the bed. I left the house making sure everything was locked. I am not going to see her for the next two days, so I have Jameson watching over the house. I got into my car and drove back to the house.
Luciano, Devina, and Marco were waiting for me. Luciano thought he had the most brilliant idea to spy on Andreas, but that's the best we have no one has made a move yet, so we are going to wait it out for a minute. We headed to the airport where my jet was waiting for us. My mother said it isn't a good idea for the Gambino siblings to go on a mission trip together, but I say otherwise. This will be an eventful trip.
We all boarded the jet and sat in different areas from one another. One thing about us we do like our personal space and don't want to be in each other's business. Having a little sister she will be in everyone's business regardless, but doesn't like having us in hers. I still know everything about her though. Devina is a cold woman, but she can be sweet at the same time. She is the princess of this family and is treated as so. She is put first before any of us and also is my father's favorite because he always wanted a daughter.
Marco is always in his head, so he doesn't really do much. He also is very quiet like he is on mute, but he is anti-social and only speaks when he is spoken to. Marco has been diagnosed with Bipolar disorder, Depression, and Schizophrenia all at the age of six. Everything is under control with medicines and therapy sessions. People say he should be in a mental hospital, but my mother mostly refuses to put him in there. My father is fifty-fifty on it, but he doesn't really have a say in it.
To think Marco and Devina are twins we are surprised she doesn't have any disorders or any illnesses but we are grateful for that. Luciano likes to joke around and say it was a malfunction, but Marco laughs at that. There are only a few moments when he is like a normal person who laughs and smiles. I love that part of him.
Luciano and I are the twins. You can say we are identical because of our facial features, but the thing is it's our hair and eyes that throw it off. I still believe I am the better-looking twin. It has always been like that since we were younger and to this day we still argue about it. This ride to France is a short one, but feels so long. We don't plan on any killing, but the plan is to collect as much information as possible.
As soon as the jet hit the runway we got out and into the Black Escalade. We are staying in one of my father's penthouses here in the middle of the city. We need to lay low, but staying in the middle of the city let's hope nothing goes wrong. We unpacked our bags and settled into the rooms. " Ian, what did you have in mind?" I walked into Luciano's room. " I did have in plan that we go out to the shipment that is coming in on the coast. We won't ruin anything, but we track wherever that order is going and have a mic on the shipment to hear everything," He suggested.
