CRIMSON 🩸

DRIFTING THOUGHTS

I am now back home after a long night and currently in my bed but I can't sleep despite the fact I'm exhausted, this doesn't usually happen to me but no matter how bad I don't want to admit it, because of a person named Dane Romano I can't sleep and I don't know why.

After an hour of tossing and turning my thoughts keep drifting to him, the way his black Armani suit fitted him and his slicked back hair, the way he walked with dominance, his voice, what is wrong with me?.

Not only that, I was told to stay away and I did but he almost got me which means he's had his eyes on me for awhile because for a person to be able to predict me like he did, it would take many years and if you're observant like him it would take a year or two, I need to be more cautious or else it will cost me my life, cus I know if he gets his hands on me I'm dead meat.

A while ago after coming back home I did a little bit of some digging on Dane Romano and what my eyes landed upon on made me feel a spec of an emotion I haven't felt in years. Fear.

The Don of the Italian Mafia is brutal , what he did was unheard of, he killed everyone in the D'silvia family when he was just 15 and the way he killed them was sickening ,he stuck them one by one into a pot with molten hot glass and then he put the leader of the family in a big mold of Resin and kept the leader as a trophy in his house.

Based on what I researched and what Ron told me i think I'm in for some deep very very deep shit but there's nothing I can't handle after all I am Angelo Nero (Dark Angel)and there is no one I can't outsmart, after 20 minutes of looking at the ceiling I fell asleep.

Beep!
Beep!
Beep!

The sound of my alarm waking me up, I sat up and stared at the wall for a few minutes before brushing my teeth, I looked at myself in the mirror and saw eye bags the result of me sleeping very late ,I showered, did my hair, wore my sweat pants, top and walked out my room.

As soon as I entered the kitchen the smell of cheesy bread and coffee hit my nostrils making my tummy grumble, "Buongiorno" I greeted Raya, Ron and our cook Ana but she's more like family, more like a second mother.

I walk towards the stool and sat down next to Raya, by the time I returned yesterday she was already sleeping cus she went clubbing and past out as soon as she stepped inside the house and Ronaldo had to drag her upstairs.

one day this girls' gonna drink her ass till death, my thoughts were cut off by the sound of Raya groaning, "God I think I drank too much last night" Raya said massaging her temple while me and Ron shot her a glare ,"ya think" I said deepening my glare as she laughed awkwardly,

when she knew I wasn't joking "Fine fine fine I did drink more than I should've and I learnt my lesson because of the pounding headache I have" she said, "she's gonna do it again" Ron said eating his breakfast,"am not!" Raya shouted,"oh yes U will, U definitely will "Ron said looking at her with a 'you know yourself' face and Raya just groaned and said "Fuck you "while I bursted of laughter because of their childish behavior.

Ronaldo always picks on her, they never get along, "so how was the mission, I couldn't meet you after you came back because of shipments "Ron asked and my fork clattered on the plate, I didn't tell him about Dane and my encounter.

if I tell him now it wouldn't be the best idea as him and my parents would force me to go underground, I quickly gained my composure and answered, "it was stressful but yeah it was ok",Ron and Raya looked at me suspiciously while I tried to keep it cool, "there is something you're not telling me"my brother said,his voice getting deeper,

"nope"I said popping the p, to avoid any more questions "I'm full I'll get going catch ya later"I said standing up,"but dear U didn't eat much"Ana said concerned,"it's ok I don't feel like eating"I said smiling,Raya looked at me once more then gave me 'you better tell me what's going on' face,I turned on my feet and went upstairs.