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Rocco's  POV
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The weak man at my feet shook in fear as I pressed a metal pistols barrel to his worthless head. He let out a soft whisper to some god which made my sadistic chuckle echo across the room before the defying noise of a gunshot rang out. A buzz in my pocket drew my mind back on tract and I looked down at the text from MY Amica - Hey baby I will be home in about ten minutes since I picked up a pizza for us to share. If you want me to wait a bit since you have done business please text back quickly... A smile came to my lips as one of my men drug the deceased man to the pile I had made today so we could burn him.
I heard a loud bang come from our bedroom and panic swept through me. I ran upstairs and all I saw was blackness....
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Amelia's POV
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I walked into the home me and Rocco shared and a sick feeling began in my stomach then it fully overtook me by time I got inside. Normally our house was bustling with maids, servants, and the ocassonal asshole who was new, but as soon as I walked in it was eerily silent. I made my way to the kitchen and blackness overtook my vision.....

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