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What was I thinking?What the fuck was I thinking?
I ran through the crowded streets of New York, fanatically pushing past people who wouldn't move out of my way, asking myself the same question over and over.
What. The. Fuck?
I looked behind me to see that the four men were still tailing me, and had been for the last twenty minutes.
Do these fuckers not get tired?
Twenty God Damn minutes I had been running, ducking and dodging from these creeps and they were STILL chasing me.
Well, maybe they aren't creeps, but that's what i'm gonna call them.
Note to self. Do not steal from someone and then try to sell them the exact same thing you took.
Maybe that's why they were so mad...
But it's hardly my fault. I say, if it were that important, he would have noticed it was gone before it was back in his face. But you know how men are.
I spotted a dreary alleyway across the street and instantly made a dash for it, not even checking for oncoming cars.
As I suspected, the men followed me. The insufferable racket of a car horn filled my eardrums, followed by a plethora of screams, shouts and insults, and i knew that one of the men had been hit by a car. Wonderful.
I wished I could look back but decided against it.
'That's one good decision you've made today Tara' i thought to myself, as I lightly chuckled and shook my head.
The alley extended into a larger yet darker street, which had a large iron gate at the end. The gate was consumed ivy, and stood over 15 feet tall.
As I came closer to the wall, I realised that the ivy had not been ivy at all, and that barbed wire littered the fence infront of me, barely leaving any of the grey fence exposed.
I frantically jerked my head between three men and the gate before me.
"C'mon brain! Help a girl out here! What should I do?!" I pleaded, as I smacked myself repeatedly in the head. but like always, the part of my body I needed most decided to betray me.
"You conniving bitch! You're dead!" I heard one of the men shout while reaching for something in his back pocket.
These pricks cannot be for real. Twenty god damn minutes, this game of cat and mouse had been going on. More like cat and cat and cat and cat and mouse. But after that guy got hit by that taxi I doubt he'll be chasing anything anytime soon.
Regardless , if they were going to shoot me, they would have by now.
I may make stupid choices but I am not stupid.
He was bluffing. I knew it. But was I going to risk it?
Hell to the fucking no.
I squeezed my eyes tight before snapping them open and jumped as high as I could grabbing the barbed wire with the palm of my hands and lodging my heels into another section of wire.
I could hear the "boss" yelling out orders to the other two in his language. But I didn't understand what he was saying.
I don't speak moron.
Ignoring the stinging in my hands and scratches in my arms, I climbed up the fence, using my boots to help steady myself after every time I hoisted myself upwards.
By the time I got to the top I peered back down to see all three of them still on the ground. The boss yelled in moron at the morons some more. Moron number one then turned to moron number two and smacked him upside the head, yelling at him too.
"Hey dipshits" I yelled from my position on the fence.
"Just because you're frustrated, doesn't mean you can take it out on your little boyfriend." I mockingly shook my head and forefinger in unison.
"Boyfriend?"
"little?" both morons asked at the same time, and i couldn't help but smirk."Hey, there isn't anything wrong with that now" I raised my hands in surrender.
"You're both consenting adults. Consenting I hope? Because consent is always key" I lightly scolded them, leading them to become angrier, if that was even possible."I'm not gay you bitch!" Moron number one shouted up at me.
"It's really not a problem" I calmly insisted, my tranquil demeanor fueling his exasperation.
"Be who you areeeeee for your prideeee" I sang melodically in a sing song voice, which seemed to irk all three of them.
The bossman snatched the gloves off of moron two's hands, which I took as my queue to leave. I cocked my head to the side and saw a giant dumpster to my right. I swung my legs over the side of the gate and leaped onto its lid.
I'm so glad these lids are strong, because I really thought my heel was gonna pierce it.
Another note to self, heels are not to be worn everyday.
"I'm sorry boys, as much fun as this has been, I have other more important matters to attend to" I say nonchalantly as I slid off the dumpster.
"For starters, finding another buyer for this beautiful ring of yours" I flirtatiously say as I strut towards the gate I had just climbed where the men all stood holding on like prisoners.
"Now sweetheart, I have no idea who you bought this for, but it's safe to say that she has immaculate taste" I breathe out, stretching out my arm admiring the way the ring looks on me.
I am unable to hide my satisfactory smirk and I continue "be a doll and get her another. I'm sure she deserves it"
He releases a frustrated grunt and tries to stick his hands between the bars to try and grab me, but I move back just in time.
"Uh uh uh... Don't touch the merchandise" I say lowly "I thought we went over this"
Moron number two comes closer to his master, and grits out through clenched teeth "We're gonna get you, slut"
I touch my heart and give my best wounded gasp I can muster "me? slut? never"
After a solid three seconds I burst out laughing, bending over and clutching my stomach, the boss and his henchmen just stare at me as if i've lost my mind.
I guess I have.
After I compose myself, I straighten up and flatten out my pants, observing the new rips and holes I have in them.
"Well, it's been fun... I guess" I smile at the men and blow them air kisses before I turn around and give my best runway model walk out of the alley.
AN:)
So the First chapter is donee
What do you guys think of Nitara because i Love her
I was editing this chapter and realized i said "I" like 200 times and it's really getting a lot and this is only chapter one 😭
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Romance{Mafia DarkRomance🥀} ⚠️Mature themes - proceed with caution Nitara Valentine; An infamous criminal with sociopathic tendencies Alessandro Moretti; A fearsome Italian Mafia leader with a short temper A car... A deal... A promise... Who will break...