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𝐖𝐀𝐑𝐍𝐈𝐍𝐆 𝐓𝐇𝐈𝐒 𝐒𝐓𝐎𝐑𝐘 𝐂𝐎𝐍𝐓𝐀𝐈𝐍𝐒:
strong language, mature scenes, abuse, and drugs.
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"Marco where is Emilia? Oh so help me if she's missing Marco I'm gonna put a bullet in between ur eyes I promised to...
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Emilia Sanchez. Emilia, the base of the Spanish mafia. Or also known as the princess of the underworld. A beautiful girl who lit up any quiet room she went in. The simple light and joy to her family.
She was born into the Spanish mafia by Fransecsca and Andre Sanchez. Her father being the leader and king of the Spanish mafia.
Her father and mother were soon taken away from her on her 16th birthday. Consider that a birthday gift from the French mafia. That took the happiness from her pure heart and her eyes grew cold.
She worked hard to keep her fathers mafia running. She was the first girl to take the Spanish mafia throne in 52 years.
The French mafia made a deal with her she could not refuse. "Marry me and you can grow your fathers mafia, or I'll make sure to bring the thing your father worked so hard on down, Emilia. " - Luca Francois.
You think she wouldn't be stupid enough to take that deal right? She did. She got married to the one and only man who killed her father. She really didn't have a choice, she didn't know how to rule a mafia all on her own after all.
(TW. mentions of abuse.) To make things worse he was physically and mentally abusive. Anything you can think of he did. He locked her up in a cell; treating his wife like a dog. He took what was left of her shine, her happiness, and all she had left. Everyday she'd just think about how he was gonna get him back. It came to the point that it clouded her judgment.
She knew she'd get him back, and she was awarded a special weapon to do just that.
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Lorenzo Russo. The dark prince of the Italian mafia. That's all ones could simply say about him. He was not like Emilia, instead he was a dark horse. Disrespected by the ones around him except his mom, Sofia, made sure he had anything he needed.
His dad took anything in his life away from him, even his mom. "Never love someone or something, you can't trust anyone or anything." his father said. The sentence played in his head throughout his whole life. He quickly never let anyone in, the person who was supposed to have his trust killed his mom.
He was in a world of hatred after his mother died. Coldness grew in his eyes as he got older. He became more ruthless as the days went on. "Somethings made your eyes go cold." that's what anyone said that was around him.
(TW: murder) By the time Enzo turned 17, he reached his breaking point. He got pushed as far as a kid could go. He killed his father with the glock 19 on his desk. One shot to the head and Enzo watched his father drop to the ground.
He wanted to become a better man than his father; being afraid he would end up like him. He'll protect the woman he loves. He'd never cross his wife like his father.
The only person who saw through his cold eyes and pain was Marco. He learned to trust Marco enough to become his bodyguard. Marco was his left hand man and ended up like his brother. Marco reminded him so much of his mother so he kept him around.
He was always in a world of drugs and guns, only he didn't know a girl would make his world turn over.
