𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐂𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞 | The oldest daughter of the Don to the Latin mafia hasn't had it easy in life so far growing up in a not so loving household made her have to learn how to build herself back from what her father destroyed and trust no one...
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~Damien Volkov~
"Oh yea nothing much, just another day at the Italians mansion with our dad tryna marry Declan off. Very casual day." It was Elias who had answered me, sarcasm practically dripping off his tone. I immediately stood leaving Nik alone on the couch watching Harry Potter again, he watched those movies too many times for me to keep counting at this point. He groaned plopping himself onto the couch spreading his arms in and finally giving in to sleep. "Slow down there what did you say happened?" I quickly asked worriedly.
They both went on to explain how his dad had ordered all three of them to attend the meeting with him just so he doesn't "look bad" in front of his business partners—they knew then something was up because they definitely weren't partners— but they went anyways. How his dad and the Clementes kept talking as if nothing was going on and then just so casually announced the marriage. They also mentioned how Mara—Domenico's eldest daughter— so casually dropped the fact that neither she nor her sister are virgins which led to Kallan losing his temper and starting a shooting in which both the Clemente sisters and Elias and Liam quickly escaped. And then they decided it would be good for them if they had some sort of friendship or alliance between the girls so they helped one of them with her wound since she had been shot earlier.
I just stood there listening to them go on in complete shock. That's a really dangerous move on both the Italian's and the Irish's part, but it's also very smart I have to give them that. They both knew they were starting to fall behind on my father's progress with building what he likes to call his "empire" so they decided to join their forces. And aside from the obvious advantages, it's also a bold move, one my father would not be able to understand. Unlucky for them their little vixen of a daughter was not having any of it.
I'd heard of her before but I'd never met her. I mean I think everyone in our underground world has to have heard of her at least once after all there was this rumor going around that she was the infamous demone del caos which translates very simply to demon of chaos a name that was given to a very famous assassin whose identity has till now remained unknown. They—whoever they are— are known to be the most ruthless, vicious, and violent assassin around right now. Though her dad always seemed to try and deny it I fully believe it could be her but I guess I'll never know.
But knowing who she was the least of my worries now because when my father hears of this he is definitely not gonna let it go and I'm just gonna get dragged through the mud and all his bullshit too. He's not finding out from me though that's for sure. I had stopped reporting back to him or talking to him at all unless absolutely necessary since... well since that day. Suddenly my whole body goes rigged and cold, cold to the point where I shiver. It feels like somehow all the air in this room got sucked away, leaving my lungs aching and tightening. "Look man I'm really sorry but I have to go I'll call you later if I have any updates on my dad" I quickly tell the brother before cutting the line and rushing towards the kitchen.
