CHIARA ROMERO was kidnapped from her influential crime family as a child, growing up with no memory of her origins and an abusive home life. Raised in the streets of New York, she learned to fend for herself, becoming a fierce and brutal woman. At o...
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3 days. 3 fucking days.
I got grounded.
Who does Alejandro Romero think he is? I have known him for a week and he grounds me? I may have been playing the role of the perfect innocent daughter, except the whole getting arrested thing.... But from this point on, fuck them.
Do you know how hard it is to pretend to be nice? Pretend to care? It's been torture.
I haven't been allowed to leave the house, they put guards everywhere so trying to sneak out would be impossible without killing someone, which isn't the best idea... Whenever the morelli's would come over I would get banished to my room, and for what?! I didn't do anything. Maybe I kissed a boy, smoked a little and was stranded at half three in the morning but arguably I have done much worse. I'm used to being able to pretty much anything whenever I want, after all Sophia and George were normally too stoned to notice.
On the bright side, my family and the morelli's are having the meeting with my mafia today, Xander is currently on his way to the meeting location as we speak. However, I had a tiny lapse in judgement, Xander picked me up from the club 3 days ago, and there is a possibility that they saw his face. I'm praying it was too dark for them to see or they simply don't remember because I don't know how I would get out of that one.
Anyway, while everyone is at the meeting there will be less guards at the house, after all, there will be 3 mafias in the same room, I can't blame my family for wanting protection with them. I'm planning on sneaking out, I need to pay another visit to Javier, I told him to call me when he had everything but have yet to receive his call. I'm rather disappointed.
I texted Jules to park down the road from my house while I waited for everyone to leave. I quickly changed into a work appropriate outfit, all black of course, then simply waited.
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After about five minutes I heard the front door close, running to my window, I watched as their cars disappeared through the gates of the estate. My original plan was to go out of the window, but decided to use the front door as there would be no guards there for the next couple of minutes while they moved to new positions.
