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Working for her father who is the don of
The American Mafia, she learned that being
random is bett...
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I was right, there is a road in the backyard that leads to a tarmac
How do I know this?
Well, we are currently sitting in the plane, getting ready to take off.
I'm sitting next to Aleksander who said I couldn't sit next to Dylan, that's why I'm ignoring him.
Marina is sitting next to the youngest of the family who's name is Veronika.
Dylan and Viktor are playing a board game with Karina. Izabella and Xavier are watching a weird dating show, laughing like idiots.
I usually go to sleep on flights but I have to be on guard, I don't trust any of them; they could just be waiting for Dylan and Ito do something stupid so they can kill us.
I need to figure out what Marcus is on about, he acts like a dick for no reason but when we went to lunch he was fine,
Maybe it's an act he puts on in front of Eden, but I still need to make sure she is okay just in case.
Right now I want to know what Louis is thinking. if my presence meant anything to him, or if I was a valuable person in his life.
I'm closer to him than I am to anyone else,I do appreciate him and how he never gets very serious
But maybe all I was to him is some type of boss, someone whose ass you kiss to get a promotion.
I mean considering how close we are, I want him to be my 1st hand but maybe that's all it is to him a promotion and a way to gain power.
As bad as it sounds I think that's all I mean to most of my friends, with Stephen he tries to convince me that it isn't about an alliance or any business but about how he likes me.
I don't believe him or anyone who says that, but I want to, you have no idea how badly I want to trust them. but I don't think I've ever trusted anyone since my father told me
"Everyone wants something in return"
Maybe it's stupid of me to believe that but it's never been wrong before,
He carved the first letter of each word on the back of my leg, it wasn't as painful as it should've been, I was used to him cutting me, but for some reason when I cut myself he always got pissed.
He said that if I wanted to cut myself go to him, one time I did go to him and he asked me where I was going to cut myself,
I pointed to my arm and then he told me how I should've picked a better place then he cut me where I pointed.