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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1 week.
2 days of searching.
1 day of interrogating.
1 more day of torturing.
2 days of questions.
And finally 1 day of death.
That's what happened through the last week.
We found Mateo, but no Sadie.
I killed him.
And I didn't blink an eye when I pulled the damn trigger.
Maybe Sadie had rubbed off on me? Maybe I was becoming as crazy as she was?
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Flashback
"Drop your gun Mateo." I walk into his office, four men behind me. Armed and ready to fire.
"Oh? Looks like Sadie was right. You are feisty" he snickers. I scowl.
He looks back down at his computer, not being fazed by my presence.
"Where's Sadie?" I demand.
He laughs, "she's gone." He rolls his eyes.
My heart drops.
Gone?
Or dead?
"You killed her..?" I question, fire lighting behind my eyes.
"No! I wish. She left. Escaped." He shrugs, he stands up, and the barrel of my gun follows.
"Put that damn thing down- you don't even know how to use-" before he can mock me, I aim at his computer, shooting and making it spark.
"Fuck!" He jumps, "okay okay- what the fuck do you want!" He raises his hands.
"You." I aim again, shooting him in the knee, blood splatters behind him, indicating the bullet went all the way through.
"You bitch!" He screams.
End of flashback —————
Later I got many things out of him, while... well you know.
He told me why he took Sadie in the first place, and how he wouldn't of, if he knew how crazy her girlfriend was.
I killed him, and then started my search for Sadie.
That was my week.
While Sadie was gone Pietro really helped out around the mansion.
She helped me with the pregnancy, and everything else.
I was really starting to like her.
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I walk into the conference room, starting to get it ready for when we have a meeting in a few minutes.
"Let me help." Pietro walks in, helping me lift the heavy papers onto the table.
"Fuck my back is killing me." I say, holding the small of my back, as I rise back up, I realize I'm dizzy, and I start to fall over.
"Shit." Pietro gasps, catching me by the waist, her hands wrap around my body, and she looks at my face for any discomfort.
"Sorry.." I mumble, she shakes her head. "No no it's fine." She smiles, we look into each others eyes. She holds me tighter and pulls my body closer.
"Pietro." I whisper, wondering what she was doing.
She ignores me, starting to lean into me. Her lips collide with mine, and she kisses me.
I freeze and push her back.
"Pietro!" I gasp, standing up.
I slap her across the face. "What the fuck?" I say in disbelief.
"I-I'm so sorry- I don't know what I just did-" she pleads, backing up away from me.
"I-I'm gonna go-" she walks out of the conference room.
I still stand in disbelief.
"What just happened..?"
——————————- Sadie's POV
I hold my thumb out on the side of the road.
hoping a nice civilian will stop for me, I was about 30 miles away from home.
30 miles away from Madison.
I hope she's not to worried. And I hope the baby's ok.
God I can't wait to hold her again. Touch her. Kiss her. Look at her.
I've never missed a person so much before. Even when my mother died, I didn't miss her this much.
A car pulls up beside me and I become weary.
But as the car comes to a full stop and old lady rolls down her window.
"hai bisogno di un passaggio, caro?" She asks, I smile and nod. She looked sweet and wise. Translation:"do you need a ride, dear?"
I get in her warm car, and now I get to fully relax.
"Grazie" I say softly, she nods with a smile and starts to drive. Translation: "thank you"
"Where to?" She speaks with a smile, "could you drop me off near Sicily?" I say, she smiles and nods, oh yes I was headed to Palermo!" She says happily.
