Mafia's Girlfriend

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Rebelle's POV:

I was in my room now, sitting on my bed, just thinking. Thinking about today. Thinking about him. Thinking about us

He is my boyfriend.

This seems impossible to believe for me. Although it is true, but I just can't believe it. I have a boyfriend.

And he is Leo Moretti.

The girls' dream boyfriend.

And he's mine. I have him. I like him. I love him.

My life seems to get better and better now. And I love it. I have changed too. I'm not that sad, broken, and lonely Rebelle anymore.

I'm happy now.

I want to do this for my parents. I want to be happy for them. Hey always had big dreams for me. They always wanted me to go to college, graduate, work, and find the man of my dreams. Marry and have kids.

My mom always used to tell me how she met dad and how they fell in love. Their love story was so cute. Whenever she would tell me I would listen with so much concentration.

My mom was a doctor actually. She was very professional and loved her work. Once, she said that my dad had a motorcycle accident and he was in the hospital that my mom worked. And that's how they met.

She was his doctor, and he always flirted with my mom. Telling her how beautiful she was, and those things. And then they started dating, and soon got married.

Whenever my mom told me this, her eyes shone from the love that she had for my father. They loved each other so much.

I miss them so much.

There was a knock on the door. I looked up at the door, and then walked over, opening it revealing Jane.

She stood there, smiling widely.

She looked like an exited kid who's about to open Christmas gifts. I smiled a little, and she burst in the room.

I closed the door.

"Kay, two things" she continued "one, it's already 2 pm and as you said we're going out and please let's go now I want to get drunk go to a club and have fun and TWO...what the fuck were you doing with LEO MORETTI!!!"

I slammed my hand against her mouth, muffling her yells.

"Jane! Shit up someone can hear you"

I glared at her. But my face turned red at her words. How did she even saw us?

She held up her thumb, saying that Shm 'a no gonna yell anymore. I sighed and took my hand off her mouth.

I sat down on the bed, putting my face on my hands. Jane sat beside me, and crossed her legs. I glanced at her, her lips were pulled up into a full, wide grin, her green eyes full of amusement.

She stared at me, waiting for me to tell her more.

I sighed. "I guess I have no other choice."

She rolled her eyes, glaring at me.

"Of course you fucking don't! I'm your best friend after all and you should tell me this stuff..." She pretended to fake cry, and I stared at her, with a straight face.

"Okay anyways, tell me now!!"

I sighed and shrugged.

I began telling her the whole story, and all the time she had been listening to me so intensely.

Am I doing the right thing by telling Jane?

I'm not sure myself too.

Leo's POV: (hot mf)

I walked out of our warehouse houses, my hands behind my back, as I watched all the men, that were gathered in the place.

Thai is the day that Enzo Rodriguez is gonna die.

And I'm not gonna rest until this happens. I don't even give a fuck if I get hurt or shot or even killed. I want that fucker gone from this world.

Killed...what the fuck am I saying?

I ran a hand through my hair. I'm not thinking straight. Every now and then my mind would go back to Belle.

And it fucking sucked because whenever I thought about her, I can't concentrate in my work. It's so fucking hard.

I thought about calling her, but it was too late now. We were gonna attack the Spanish mafia. As the next upcoming leader and boss of the Italian mafia, my dad insists that I should learn how to fight to other mafias and learn when to attack or not.

Honestly, I think that's bullshit.

Of course I know how to fight. My dad has learnt me since I was like 9. I know everything about boxing and shit like that.

"Sir, all men are ready to go. When should we leave?"

Joseph said as I glanced back at him.

"Now. Get the cars"

He nodded and quickly walked away, shouting to others in Italian. I adjusted my two pistols in my waist and walked down at my car.

I don't wear a safe vest cause' fuck it.

I never do. I don't care if I get shot or not.

All of the men were getting inside the black SUV and Range Rover cars. I had brought like 70 men with me. Gotta be careful and prepared.

The Spanish Mafia may not be as story as us, but they do have their benefits. They're not weak. There's no weak mafia.

They're just not on our level.

If it was for the Russian mafia than I wouldn't say the same thing. Russians are strong, and bloodthirsty. But still not like the Italians.

The Italians are known to be the heads of the organized crime. Or mafia.

I got inside my car, and all of the cars drove out of the warehouses, heading to kill those Spanish scum.

The fuckers lived in Italy.

They don't even live in their own country. And they call themselves the Spanish mafia. Fuck off.

I had brought almost the entire mafia with me. Well, maybe only half or less. We were heavily armed, angry and extremely pissed.

Oohhh shit bouta' get lit

Also, sorry I think this was a short chapter. But I don't have any ideas.
Help me?:)

What do you think about Leo?

Xoxo;)