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Sophia's POV
2014

"Goddamn it...Tony! Tony! Where the fuck are you Tony!"

It's been a year. I haven't seen or heard from Abel and lord knows I miss him.

I'd been Married to Tony for a little while and I hated him. I hated him so much.

Even though the family was branching out and making good connections, we still weren't where we needed to be.

"Tony! Where in the fuck are you?" He was staying at my house. I insisted that we didn't live together so that I could "yearn for him".

I wouldn't have had a problem with him, but he was ruining my plans. Even though he was a Castaluci he had no clue how to handle business.

He was a complete imbecile. Every time he'd come over he'd steal shit from my safe. That's my motherfucking money!

That's the money I make with the palace and that's the money I make with my mob connections. Husband or not that "what's mine is yours" shit don't work for me.

"Tony this is my house! You're in my house ya fucking answer when I call you, ya piece of shit!"

He was in the living room asleep on the couch. I kicked my sofa. "Wake up! Wake up Tony! Si scusa scusa per un uomo, god damn it!"

He sat up and wiped his face.

"Get your feet off my 5,000$ couch!"

"God damn it Sophia. Shut up! And what was that you said when you came in here yelling?" He stood up adjusting his clothes.

"Oh what was that I said... hmm I think I said Si scusa scusa per un uomo! " ( You're a sorry excuse for a man!)

His nostrils flared and he slapped me across my face. That sent me in a rage. I pushed him and he fell hard against the wall.

I ran upstairs and rooted through my draws. I grabbed my gun and loaded it and ran back down.

"Sophia what the fuck are you doing?! Put that do-" I aimed and fired the gun at him and he ducked and hid.

"I want you out of my house now! Get out Tony!"

"Be reasonable baby! I didn't mean to hit you!"

"Un Bastardo!" I fired the gun again and he cowered in the corner.

"Sophia... baby-"

" Pensi che si può semplicemente utilizzare me e rubare i miei soldi figlio di una cagna! Sei un bastardo e io ti odio! Giuro su Dio ti odio con ogni cosa che ho!" ( You think you can just use me and steal my money you son of a bitch! You're a bastard and I hate you! I swear to God I hate you with every thing I have.)

"Wait a second!"

"Get out of my house before I shoot you dead, GET OUT!" I screamed. He got up and ran out the front door.

I walked over to the door and slammed it close. I locked the door threw the gun on the ground.

I pulled my phone out and called my brothers. I put us all on a conference call.

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