"Don't start something you can't finish Tesoro" with his deep Italian voice while walking up to me and putting his hands on my small waist
"And why is that?." a confused face appears on my face trying to act dumb
"Because it would be a shame to fu...
I can't stop thinking about her. It has been 2 whole days since I last saw her and I can't fucking stop. I was now sitting in a meeting discussing the rival mafia. The French Mafia. The leader's son is the one who drugged Amara to bring her to his father's Wearhouse so his father can get some more information on how to destroy me.
I know this because I have one of my men working for them and then reporting back to me, but I haven't heard from him in a few days. But anyways He fucking acted like he didn't know me. He had his hands all over her and it made me sick. The quote sorry I didn't know she was yours was complete bullshit. He knew exactly what he was doing. You may want to know why I hate him so much well because his father killed mine. I was only fucking 15. I curled my hands into a fist. I'm going to kill that son of a bitch and make him suffer as I did.
"Boss are you okay?" Marco said pulling me from my thoughts. Marco was in charge of all my warehouses. "He was probably thinking about his future wife," Matteo said with a smirk. I rolled my eyes "Shut up Matteo get back to thinking," I said with a groan. "He totally was," My annoying twin brother said. He and Matteo were now balling out laughing.
"Sometimes I don't know why I allow you both to work with me," I said with a sign "come on bro you know you love us," Angelo said. I rolled my eyes "Marco have you heard from Dante yet he was supposed to get back to us about what's happening over there" I said changing the topic. "No I haven't heard from him since the night of the club incident," he said. I pinched the bridge of my nose.
"This meeting is over I need a fucking break," I said while getting up from my desk then I walked out the door. If you couldn't tell I have anger issues I used to be in anger management but that shit doesn't work. I was told that Amara had anger issues and a bad Attitude which I already know. I guess that makes us a perfect match. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . When I got home I went to my in-house gym to let off some steam.
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I did a few pull-ups until the door opened "Who the fuck is it" I said with a groan while getting off the pull-up bar. "That's not how you treat her youngest Sister Leo " I signed it was Gabi. "What do you need Gabi?" I said in a softer tone. " I wanted to know if you were okay you didn't sound or look happy when you walked threw the door," she said while coming closer to me and sitting on the bench press seat. "It's nothing Gabi I'm fine," I said I don't want to get her into this Mafia bullshit I made a promise to my father. "You know nobody talks to me anymore I'm always left out just because I'm only 17 doesn't mean I don't know what the fuck is going on," she said with a huff I glared at her.
"Language," I said just to piss her off. "You all treat me like a baby," she said glaring up at me as well. "We just want to keep you safe mia Cara Sorella (my dear sister)" I said. I opened my arms so she can hug me, she looked like she needed it. She got up super fast and wrapped her arms around me in a big hug ." Ti Amo Fratello (I love you brother)" she said I can tell she was smiling. "Ti Amo (I love you too)" I said back with a smile. I might not be the nicest guy on the planet but I'll do anything for my siblings. I was the first to break the hug and she sat back down.
