Mob ties, wealth, prosperity. Those were the three things that circulated around Luciano; A wealthy businessman's life. Wealth, Mafia ties, and Murder were Kyrei's diversions.
Two cutthroat sociopaths trying to survive in the jungle-also know as th...
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AUGUST 4Th, 2015.
FIFTY FOUR steps, that's how many steps it took from the local fair back to Kyrei's house. The sheltered sixteen year old was eager to be out of the house—without security at that.
Her father was one of the most powerful mobsters in Detroit, which meant she was to be protected at all times. Kyrei thought she was alone, her father didn't hesitate to have his goons on her trail as she counted her steps to the county fair.
"Thirty three, thirty four, thirty five!"
Innocent, that's exactly what sixteen year old Kyrei was. She knew about her fathers dealings, once she was old enough to understand he explained his life style to her just so that she wouldn't be left in the dark, and so she was able to protect herself whenever she had to.
Her vulnerability, and innocence were both about to be taken away from her in the blink of an eye. The sweet, loving Kyrei was going to vanish birthing a heartless, cold-blooded killer.
The black SUV that tailed Kyrei slowly drove behind her, as Raphael Sanchez one of her family's best security guards puffed on his humongous cigar. Adjusting the dark shades that sat on his face, he turned into the fair's parking lot as he watched Kyrei skip towards the one friend she had, Ryhleigh Paige.
Rhyleigh's mother was the Moll—wife of a gangster, and or mobster: of Roman Paige. Their dads were connected by ancestors and their family tree, although there was no scientific proof that they were actually related, they treated each other like brothers.
Their wives acted as sisters, and their children acted as siblings. Kyrei flipped one of her thick cornrows behind her back as she approached Rhyleigh. A smile graced her face as she took in Rhyleigh's appearance.
Her honey blonde hair was out and curly, a few strands falling in her face. Her chinky eyes alomost looked closed as she smiled at Kyrei, both of the girls embraced one another into a hug as they walked hand in hand towards the fair.
Rhyleigh was always a bit more advanced than Kyrei, causing her to be more adventurous. Rhyleigh knew about her father's dealings since the tender age of twelve, she's seen things no normal teenager should've.
Roman Paige was of Italian descent, his mother was from Europe while his father was from Italy. His mixture of race was never an issue for him and his family, they were Black. And no one could tell him otherwise.
Kyrei on the other hand, was of Colombian and Italian descent. Her mother grew up in the slums of Colombia, while her father grew up filthy rich in Italy. He could never forget his Portuguese roots, Kyrei came from a fluent Spanish speaking family.
Being that she was the only child, and her being a girl on top of that she was always sheltered. There was nothing that Kyrei could do alone.
"Let's go on the Ferris wheel!" An excited Kyrei exclaimed, tugging at Rhyleigh's hand. The two took long strides towards the humongous ride, the lights that cascaded around the circle, plus the seats making both of the girls flinch their eyes.
