After 8 generations the American mafia finally had birthed not just one but two girls.
Demontre and Angelica Smith along with their triplet brother were the hearts of the American and the Italian mafia.
Suddenly their hearts were shattered when th...
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*This whole chapter, is a flashback it takes places the day after Demontre found out the truth about their stepfather*
"What?"
"Nothing it's just, when I signed up to be your big brother, I never thought it would entail helping you kill your parents." Abilo taunted.
It's been 24 hours since that disgusting little piece of shit tried to tell me that my 4'9 85-pound little sister tried to force herself on him.
Fucking jackass, and by the way my mother kept looking at me nervously as he told me she knew.
Fucking bitch
She knew and she let it happen, that's the worst kind of woman and there's nothing she can do to make me love her.
"Ok first off all you never signed up to be my big brother, and second of all what did you think it would entail?" I questioned while getting up on the kitchen island in his penthouse hotel room.
"Honestly just like getting you a heating pad and chocolate when you ask me to get you tampons." He countered while folding his arms over his chest.
"Keep that in mind for your future girlfriend; she'll never leave you." Hmm chocolate does sound good, "but do you have any chocolate.,"
Dipping his eyebrows Abilo gave me and are you shitting me look. "We're about to go over the plan on how to kill your parents... and you want to eat chocolate?"
"Well, if you have food that's perfect for murder let me have it but I would prefer it's deep fried or extra sweet... hmm actually fried AND sweet sounds good. Do you have hot honey wings?" I rant with wide eyes.
"Ok I'll order some food while we," pursing his lips he thought to himself for a few seconds. "Start planning your parents murder."
"Ok good can you get pizza, and Chinese, and and chocolate milk ohhh fries ... but make sure they're cheese fries with bacon AND peppers, ohh and brownies."
"Fucking animal," he muttered while opening up a food delivery app.
"Thank you,"
"Why are you thanking me? I offered you food. Just being a good hostess." He mussed while typing away at his phone.
"No, I just. I asked you to come and you hopped on a flight within an hour no questions asked- thank you."
"Hey, that's what big brothers are for," he winked.
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