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Rafaela ||

I groaned as I looked up at the blonde who was sat on the couch reading a magazine.

"W-what the fuck happened?" I muttered as I took in the ropes keeping me to a chair.

"I hit you with a frying pan and you passed out," she shrugged with an innocent smile on her face.

I gritted my teeth "You fucking-"

"Simmer down Rafael-y," she waved me off before standing up I took in her suit attire and her curled blonde hair. Her crystal blue eyes gleamed as if she's won a fucking game and I questioned if I was the only sick on in this room.

"I'm just going to leave you here until you clam down... And well until I go to the police station," she shrugged.

I gritted my teeth "ARE YOU FUCKING STUPID!??" I roared I watched as her body flinched but her poker face didn't waver under my harsh glare.

"How am I stupid?" She spat folding her arms I stared her chest it was heaven. It was almost as if God had sent her down here to taunt me with her big tits and blonde cotton candy locks.

"THE Christophoros CONTROL THOSE FUCKING PIGS!" I spat then I watched recognition slowly rush to her eyes.

She slumped back down on the couch.

I smirked satisfied with her devastated look.

"Y-you're mafia's that big?"

I rolled my eyes at her stupid question my father didn't come all his way from Italy to become a strangler who couldn't take care of his family. I don't always agree with my father's methods but his way to power and respect is what got him everything he has and wants. Once he came from Italy he began to run the black market and became the biggest loan shark New York has ever seen.

"We run New York Mi Amor, everything done out here is ran by us first or there are consequence."

She nodded gulping down the brick while my mind wondered to the man I had just killed hours ago for skimming off some of the coke we were shipping off. When you steel from the family you're loyalty is already broken.

"S-so the police won't listen to me," she mumbled to herself.

My lips curved bittersweetly "Yes Conejito! You finally get it."

She frowned as I watched her broken hope cross her features "Then why didn't you want me to go to the police?"

I clicked my tongue "Because then the whole mafia will be after you for being a snitch bitch."

She nodded taking in everything I watched as she grabbed at her bright golden curls "I need a drink," she muttered.

"No you need to fucking untie me," I snapped as she stood up.

I watched intently as she pursed her cute pink lips and tapped her chin.

"No."

I sneered at her "Why fucking not Buonny?"

She stopped then a giggle ran from her lips I glared at her even more.

"Do you mean bunny?"

I gritted my teeth "What the fuck do you think?"

She burst out laughing "That's hilarious Rafael-y," she teased I sneered at her.

"Let me fucking out now!"

She pouted and folded her arms "I can't... You need to clam down, you're so mad at me."

I gritted my teeth and planted a fake smile on my face "I'm no mad Bambino."

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