Victoria Romano was abandoned when she was 2 years old by her family, Spanish Mafia. That's when Ros, Russian Mafia boss found her and raised her as his own daughter. They trained her in assassination and showed her how to shoot a gun, throw knives...
I was getting ready for the day. I choose the outfit by what I have planned for today, which is sabotage family, first on the list of course.
Her outfit ~
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When I put on my outfit I walked into the closet and into the weapons room. I picked up the next folder and read through it. A small smirk spread across my face as I thought about their faces.
I put on my stone cold face and went towards the living room while the folder was under my arm. When I walked in I noticed them all sitting there and watching some show.
I made my way past them and made sure they didn't notice me. I found some guy and told him to walk into the living room in ten minutes. He quickly agreed and took the folder from me.
I returned to the living room and sat down on the sofa. They all looked at me with surprised eyes. I ignored them and looked at the TV.
"You know it's rude to stare, right?" I looked away from the TV and looked at them shortly.
They all whipped their heads back to the TV. I rolled my eyes and did the same. Moments later the Sam guy I stopped earlier walked while holding the folder.
"Mr Carlos, this was on the steps at the front door. It has your name on it."
The guy said and forwarded the folder to Carlos. He took it with caution. The guy quickly bowed and hurried away.
We all watched as he opened the folder. He furowed his eyebrows in confusion as he read through. His face soon got mixed with different emotions.
He passed the same emotions as Elizabeth did. Quietly putting down the folder he turned towards Diego. Only emotion in his eyes, anger and hatred.
"Carlos, what's in the folder?" Our mother questioned.
"Hay un contrato en la carpeta que dice que Diego venderá el 20% de nuestra mafia a la escoria italiana y que no tengo nada que decir cuando me haga cargo."
Translation ~ |There's a contract in the folder that Diego will sell 20% of our mafia to the Italian scum and that I have nothing to say when I take over.|
Everyone looked at Diego. He began sweating and moving in his seat while avoiding eye contact.
His eyes locked with mine and I smirked inside but on the outside I showed no emotion while he looked at me with helpful eyes.
"Dime una cosa, Diego... ¡¿POR QUÉ RAYOS QUIERES DESTRUIR TU PROPIA MAFIA?!" Carlos yelled at him.
Translation ~ |Tell me something, Diego... WHY THE HELL DO YOU WANT TO DESTROY YOUR OWN MAFIA?!|
"¡Porque estamos desesperados! ¡Las pandillas comenzaron a trabajar entre sí y a tramar nuestra perdición!" He tried to defend himself but no one was buying it.
