*Previously named Sinner's*
They're both Sinner's.
So horrible, yet so perfect for each other.
So horribly perfect.
Mara De La Riva.
Daughter to the capo of the Spanish Mafia. A cold-hearted killing machine raised to perfection.
Her purpose in life...
I'm so sorry for disappearing for a month, Wattpad logged me out of my account and refused to let me log back in, so after multiple emails to Wattpad and complaints, I got back into my account. WOOOOOO.
((Quick recap: Mara had just woken up after the explosion at Nikolai's warehouse an had pretended to forget who Leo was just to scare the shit outa him. LOL))
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"My sugar mother, you're alive!!!" Isabella burst into the room, a grin on her face, a bouquet of flowers in hand.
I smiled up at her as she walked over to my bed and wrapped her arms around me.
"I am practically unkillable at this point, you know that. I'm a bad bitch that always comes back."
She slapped my head lightly as she pulled back from our hug and placed them in the vase next to my bed. She turned to her brother and narrowed her eyes before pointing towards the door.
"Out you go you smelly bastard, you've been here all day. Take a shower, a nice long one."
Leo mimicked her expression and begrudgingly rose from the seat and moved over to me. He bent down and kissed my hair before ruffling it a bit.
Holy sweet lord, my pussy be throbbing.
"I'll be back later, sí?" He said before walking out of the infirmary and closing the door.
I turned towards Bella, jaw dropped, heart pounding.
"I think I'm in love with your brother."
It was Isabella's turn for her jaw to drop open.
"Chica what.."
About 30 seconds of awkward silence passed before she continued.
"This has come out of absolutely nowhere. I think that pain medication is messing with your brain."
"Bell's I'm serious, what if I really am and I just haven't acknowledged it yet?"
"You haven't even had sex with him yet!"
"That doesn't determine how I feel about him Isabella!" I huffed and flopped back onto the bed.
"He's sweet, considerate, caring, sometimes he can be a bit of an asshole when he hogs the bed but I really do like him, and now the possibility of loving him!" I sighed, rubbing my head as I felt a headache approaching.
"I think I'm going to have a heart attack after hearing that. Save all that romantic crap for him, not for me." She responded.
I looked up at the ceiling.
"But what if he doesn't love me back-."
"Mara-."
"What if he actually thinks I'm completely unbearable and he's lying to everybody-."
"Ma-."
"What if he thinks I'm really ugly, my morning breath is really bad-."
"MARA!" Bella practically shrieked.
"WHAT?" I turned to face her.
"If anybody loves you, it's my brother. Not once has he ever shared his food with anybody, and yet he gives you some any time you ask for it. Not once has he let the dogs sleep on the bed and now they're on it every night, because you like it, because he adores seeing you happy. I watch him, watch you when you're not looking and I've never seen that amount of adoration for another person than he has for you. Trust me when I say, my brother is completely infatuated with you."
"But-."
"No buts, you might have loved him subconsciously for longer than you might have known and now you are scared of rejection and that is ok, it's a rational fear."
I looked at her. "Have you ever considered being a therapist?"
"No, but you should consider telling him how you feel!"
"I'd rather die."
She scoffed.
"Never did I think that Mara Moretti would ever be afraid of anything, let alone telling my brother how she feels about him." She elbowed me with a laugh.
Mara Moretti.
Hearing those two words did something to my heart, making it flop around like a fish. I had been married into this family for what seems to be forever but never did I imagine I would be apart of the family itself.
As I processed her words, I realised this was the first time I had truly felt like I belonged. Of course my brother's never made me feel as if I didn't, but I always felt out of place being the only female left in the De La Riva line, especially with Mamma being gone.
I felt the first treacherous tear slip down my cheek.
"I'm in love with your brother." A half sob, half laugh escaped me as I glanced at Bella.
"I love Leonardo Moretti." She was smiling softly at me.
"Those pain meds really must have messed with your head because I have never seen you so emotional." She laughed.
"It's the fucking onions, somebody's chopping them I can smell it." I shrugged my shoulders as I wiped a tear from my face.
She laughed knowingly.
"Alright girl, lets get you into the shower, because you smell."
I gasped and slapped her shoulder.
"I am going to report you to somebody for emotional abuse." I smirked at her as she helped me up.
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AN: well that was unexpected... 🤭🤭
I literally had no idea what was going to happen for this chapter, oh well it was about goddam time 🙄🙄 Any thoughts/ opinions/ questions/ predictions? <3
Sorry this was shorter than normal, I wanted to take it slow and not rush back in <333
I hope you enjoyed <33
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