*Previously named Sinner's*
They're both Sinner's.
So horrible, yet so perfect for each other.
So horribly perfect.
Mara De La Riva.
Daughter to the capo of the Spanish Mafia. A cold-hearted killing machine raised to perfection.
Her purpose in life...
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"Bella, can you at least tell me where we're going so I can plan what to wear?" I all but yelled into her face.
I had spent half of the day with my siblings and the other half trying to harass Isabella into telling me where she was bringing me considering Leonardo was M.I.A.
"You must have patience my child, you are very impatient. All will be revealed soon." She grins at me as she pops a strawberry into her mouth.
She looks down at my butterfly pyjama shorts, the ones which I still had yet to get out of. "What's you're favourite butterfly cause you haven't told me before."
"Why is everybody on my case about butterflies today, but since you're asking it's a blue monarch."
She hops of the stool she was sitting on next to me and walks around the kitchen island to wash another strawberry. "I still don't understand how they're your favourite animal, to me they look like mini tarantulas with wings." She shrugs.
I grin at her. "Is that why you took off like a dog with their ass on fire when one landed next to you when we were in the garden the other day?"
I'd never seen Isabella Moretti run as fast in her life as she ever had the other day. She shrieked like some possessed child and ran away from the delicate creature which was doing nothing more than existing.
I hop off my seat and wander over to steal a strawberry from her. She glares at me.
"Sooo, how's your love life going?" I smirk as I question her.
"It's semi-going I guess, Mario is always busy so I don't get to see him that much. Also he told me to apologise for not being here today but he went with my brother to the warehouse."
I shrug. "It's fine, I have plenty of company."
She glances down at her phone and her eyes widen. "The time has run away on us, we have to go get ready for our dinnnerrr!" She grins and pulls me up the stairs.
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After a tedious hour of trying every item of clothing I owned under Bella's watchful gaze, I was ready. Because she refused to tell me anything about where we were going I tried to keep it casual yet elegant.
"Yes mami, if you weren't married to my brother I'd totally dick you down."
I frowned. "Bell's you don't have one."
She rolled her eyes at me and huffed. "Metaphorical, my metaphorical dick."
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