This story involves two powerful mafia leaders; Kyson a heartless mafia leader and Raelynn a killer mafia leader.
Their first encounter was quite interesting as Kyson got Raelynn kidnapped for a mission not knowing that she was also a mafia leader.
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🦋The most important things in life is to have good friends, not a lots of friends.🦋
Raelynn's pov:
It's been two days since Kyson left for Canada.
These past two days were rather calm. Ryker and I completed a whole week's worth of work within these two days. We also got an email from the Italian Mafia. They finally found the culprit who kill the leader's brother and they apologised for all the inconvenience that they caused on their way.
Thankfully our mafia wasn't involved with them.
Right now I was at home in my backyard. After lunchtime, Cassandra, Ryker and Jace came to hang out at my place.
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(Backyard ⬆)
"Those fresh strawberries are delicious with the melted chocolate." Cassandra moans while eating the fruit.
"Doesn't sound right," Jace commented as he walked to us to grab a snack from the charcuterie board that I made earlier. He was wet as he just walked out of the pool.
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Some of the fruits were from my last grocery shopping and they were starting to go bad so I decided to make a fruit charcuterie board.
"Leave me alone with my food. Shoo, shoo!" Cassandra waved her hand in front of Jace trying to push him away.
"Geez get a room upstairs," Jace murmured before putting a handful of blueberries in his mouth.
Cassandra rolled her eyes.
We heard a splash from the pool before Ryker swim up to the edge putting his arms on the pool's rim. His hair was like a mop on his head.
"Where did you keep our beach ball?" He asked me.
"Huh, I think it's in the broom closet," I said in uncertainty.
"I'll get it." Jace volunteered but I stopped him.
"No, I'll get it. You are not going inside with your shorts leaking." I said pointing at the puddle he made from just standing for a few seconds.
