The infamous mafia leader, Sadie sink, starts to feel somthing she's never felt before. Love.
Specifically for a bartender at a strip club, Madison white. She's shy and feisty. Only living her life away from America, after she ran from her abuser...
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I take another drink from my scotch on the rocks, the burning sensation growing down my throat. It was my third one. Ever since Pietro's appearance, I've been stressed this night will end badly.
Sadie excused herself a few minutes ago, saying she'd be right back. I didn't question it, but she had been gone for 5 minutes now.
I was beyond tipsy, and now starting to get unnecessary mad at Sadie for being gone so long.
I get up, stumbling over to one of Sadie's men. "H-have, yuoo sceen shadie?" I slur. He gives me a concerned look, "miss, I think I should take you to your bedroom?" He asks, I shake my head.
"Sadie?" I ask him again, he sighs, pointing towards the elevator. "She's in her office with a client." He says.
I furrow my eyebrows, client? She would have told me that. My alcohol was still in my system, but reality and worry started to fill my senses.
I speed walk to the elevator, and to Sadie's office.
When I walk up to the dark wooden door, I hear somthing.
My ears perk up at the sound, grunting and heavy breathing..
"What the fuck.." I gasp, I go to knock, but instead, bust the door open.
There stands Sadie..
With two other people in the room, I would have never thought to be in there.
Pietro..
And a man tied to a chair.
Sadie's face is covered in blood splatter, her knuckles are stained with blood, and she has a knife in her hand.
Her suit jacket is off and blood stains her white shirt.
Pietro looked just like Sadie, blood splatter, knuckles bruised, and she had brass knuckles. With a large smirk on her face.
"principessa..." Sadie nervously smiles.
"What the fuck is going here?!" I shout at her. "Why is she her?! Who is this man?!" I point.
