Sonder: The realization that each random passerby is living a life as vivid and complex as your own.
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"I was doing just fine before I met you!"
"Really? Cause you fcking looked at me like you needed salvation Lillian! You needed me!"
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Nikolai Moretti
I enter the dark room with steady steps, Anton stands by the door in attention. The big guy couldn't help but act like a soldier even in public. I walk with hands in my pocket towards the whimpers of a man that sat underneath the steaming light.
"Ahhh, lover boy is here!" Noah bellowed as he clean his gun.
I stand in front of a gagged man, his face bloodied and roughed up, a few slashes on his shirt as blood drips down his torso. I grimace at the wet stain between his thighs.
I reach for the black gloves in my suit and start putting it on, I pull on the glove with my teeth then proceed to wearing the other one.
"Took you fucking long enough." Angelo, my cousin sat in the corner, his gloved left hand rests on the hilt of his dagger plunged inside the velvety arm of the chair.
"I told you not to call me." I glare at the man.
"Why? Too busy fucking your whore?" He wore a sinister smile. Angelo doesn't know nice words. He's a fucked up fucker with a fucked up past. He knew how to piss me off and it always worked.
Therefore the punch I threw on his face.
My cousin laughs maniacally then spat on the floor with a bloodied saliva.
"Remember our rules Angelo." I see Noah shaking his head unfazed with the scene he always sees. My cousin is 2 years younger than me, always quiet but when he opens his mouth terrible shit just comes with it.
"Respect women." He grumbled out, the young boy I took care of years ago seems to have surfaced but gone in a flash. I nod and release the chokehold I got him on.
The man has issues, everyone in the family knows that. But he's a great Don. A ruthless one at that.
"Man, you sure got a habit of getting punched by Anderson." Noah, who finished cleaning his gun place it in his holster.
Angelo stands up from his chair and meet my height, his blonde hair glistens underneath the dim light, pale grey eyes deprived of emotions.
Angelo was gifted with angel like features, however this led to a tortuous life. Which explains his anger at the world. The man was the devil himself.
Muffled groans from the beaten up guest brought our attention back to him.
"It's time to clean shit Nikolai." Angelo grumbled out.
"This guy has been snooping around, too much." Noah said.
"I can't believe you called me for this lo sterco." (Shit/crap)
"Well you always clean up my mess cousin." Angelo smugly said.
That much is true. The Moretti family is big, an old family and underneath the glory are the crimes and filth.
