Mafia In Love

Chapter 13

WARNING: THE LLORONA IS UNTOUCHABLE, not even sinners such as yourselves could break through.
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DAMIAN'S P.O.V

I stood there Infront of my bathroom mirror, water dripping to my face and down my chest as I stared at my reflection, hands on either side of the sink gripping a little too tight, veins visible on my arms.

Still a little shaken up because of what me and my mother had discussed not too long ago and to be honest I'm more worried about Ryan than I am about myself.

I grew up with my older brother and both my parents, we were all really happy.

Genuinely happy.

Flashback To 11 Years Ago

"Damian, mom says we need to go we're gonna be late" Nicolas looks at his younger sibling sitting by the window.

Damian wore a grey suit, white under shirt with a red and blue striped tie, his hair slicked back due to the amount of hair gel the maid's placed in his dark hair.

While Nicolas wore a classic black and white suit and a red and blue tie just like Damian's own, his brunette hair let out to blow freely in the wind as it pleases.

"Come on D, I really don't wanna go as much as you don't but if you stay here what's the point of me even going? I'm gonna be bored out of my mind, so get up and that hairstyle has got to go" 14 year old Damian finally got up and stood Infront of his brother.

Nicolas quickly got to work using a wet cloth to get rid of the hair gel, using a brush only so he could mess it up to make it get back it's natural curls and he got a rubber band to tie some off his hair in a small messy bun, with a few strands of hair in his face.

"Are you done?" Question's a curious Damian, his face stern as always.

"And the finishing touch" Nicolas took up a hair spray that smelt like coconut and pineapple.

"Done, now let's go" Nicolas shoved Damian out the door.

Time skip~~~~~~

As Damian and his family walked into the luxurious ballroom they were greeted with cameras flashing at them, for the Llorona family was highly respected and feared.

The Llorona was apart of the underworld group known as the Unholy Carnation's Contract (UCC), an organization that consists of the 3 biggest Mafia Families.

1 [The Llorona]
2 [The Grayson]
3 [The Salvatore]

Damian wasn't a party person, he hated the fact that he was even apart of a Mafia, he always thought that dressing up was pointless, all you do is just stand around, greet people and give long ass speeches some of these people weren't even on the guest list.

All Damian saw was women in dresses that were just too long or too reveling and men dressed up in different colored suits hitting on women while some of their wives would either be doing the same thing or just be in a corner watching.

It made him sick to his stomach.

He was bored so he stepped outside, onto the huge terrace, a glass of light champagne in his hand over looking a beautiful garden with different flowers and well trimmed tree's.

"Makes you sick doesn't it?" a voice came from behind him.

"I didn't think you would show up" Damian replied nonchalantly.