||BOOK 2||
||Sequel of Regina In Revenge||
||THIS BOOK CANNOT BE READ AS A STANDALONE||
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The Russo's are back in New York. It's been months since that dreadful day in the infirmary room of the English Mafia...
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"Demitri! Ace! Valentino! Armani! Giovanni!" Nickolai shouted as he made his way into the sitting room.
He stood tall on his feet, hands behind his back; a classic military position, as heards of footsteps came his way, halting inside the room.
"What happened dad?" Demitri asked.
"We need to sit down and talk, as a family." He looked at each of his son, finding one of them missing.
"Well, since Giovanni and Artemis aren't here, it's not considered a 'family meeting'." Armani air quoted the word. "Goodbye."
He walked away before Nickolai could open his mouth and stop him.
"You three were the ones I actually had to talk to." Nickolai looked at his three sons.
"Talk about what dad?" Ace asked.
"Your sister."
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Apollo woke up in the middle of the night, swearing when his neck hurt due to the weird position he had slept in. Glancing around, he spot Marco and Ares on the far end of the room, sleeping on different recliners.
He glanced at Artemis who layed infront of him, still asleep.
Her hair neatly tied and her face free of her constant frown, her calm and rested face, her pouty lips and her littered freckles.
