Emi Petrov is the daughter of a Russian mafia leader and a Japanese Mafia leader. She's well known as the She Devil, most fear her while others take her as a joke, the ones who take her as a joke are the fools who don't make it out alive. Emi works...
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Trigger Warning: Panic Attack
Emi POV "You ran into Matteo D' fucking Angelo!" I wince from how loud Sorin was being.
"Quiet down, I'm sure the whole house heard you," I mumble, eating more of my fruit
"Why the hell didn't you tell me?!" He asked, his tone lowering just a bit. I shrug
"I don't know, maybe it was because you were drunk," I side eye him, watching as he rolls his eyes.
"I would've processed half of what you were saying," He mumbled, taking another bite of his chocolate muffin.
"Liar," Mila said, from across us. She had a bowl of grapes in front of her, and a smirk on her face.
"Shut up and eat your grapes," Sorin hissed while flicking her off. Mila rolls her eyes, stuffing another grape in her mouth.
"Did you tell your boyfriend about what he did to you?" she asked. I glare at her
"He is not my boyfriend, and no, I didn't get a chance to cause he left" I explain.
"Not her boyfriend she says," Sorin mocks, a playful grin on his face.
"Fuck off, both of you," I get up and toss my empty bowl into the sink.
"She's in denial," Sorin says to Mila in Japanese,
"Oh most definitely," Mila giggles back. I turn to face them
"Hi, hello, I can understand you, and I'm right here" I say with an unamused expression on my face.
"We know," They say in unison. The corner of my mouth twitches.
"At least we know why your mom wants Lorenzo dead now, but what could Matteo offer her to where she'd agree to work with him? It's kinda scary, since ya know, your mom doesn't work with anyone," Sorin said, lowering his voice to a whisper.
"The hell if we know, Nadia is so fucking unpredictable sometimes, he could've offered her more power or simply fucked her into the offer," Mila shrugs. I roll my eyes at her comment.
"Whatever he offered her we all knows it's not good," I say. They both nod in agreement
"Papa, hurry I'm hungry!" Sorin, Mila, and I turn our attention towards the door, where a little girl stood jumping up and down excitedly. She turns around and her eyes land on Sorin.
"Sorin!" She giggles and runs up to him. Sorin smiles
"Hey Viviana, no school today?" He asked.
"Nope! Papa said I could stay home today," She explains.
"Cool," Sorin said. Viviana then looks at me and Mila, she motions to Sorin to bring his ear closer, and he does so.
"Who are they?" She whispered, very badly. Sorin chuckles at her poor attempt to whisper.
