IL Possesso Angelico Della Mafia |✅| # 1 Cavalliere

CHAPTER 3-BADBOY WITH BLUE BALLS

When the pilots voice echoed through the speakers I woke up at seven on the dot.

I headed towards to shower on the plane and did my usual routine, Washing, shaving, scrubbing and brushing. Something I did every morning.

Hygienic freak. My subconscious mocked.

Opening up my suitcase I threw on a black tank top tucked into high waisted black leggings and my trusty combat boots. My black hair was dripping wet and I brushed it out letting it fall down my back.

Never in my life have I had short hair, Madre never wanted Stella and I to cut it our hair.

She always said Baby girl you are Latina, we need to have long hair.

I went towards the little kitchen on the plane and made myself coffee just the way I like it. Strong and bitter.

My sister and Mrs Knight were chatting animatedly while Mr Knight read the morning paper on his iPad.

Amelia saw me and smiled warmly showing her perfect white teeth and informed us that our cars and other transportation are on the carrier of the plane.

"I already called the school and you guys just made it on time for registration, your belongings will be set in your rooms when you come home after school, I will send you the address."

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN PLEASE FASTEN YOUR SEATBELTS WE WILL BE LANDING SOON." We fasten our seat belts and soon the plane started going down.

Knots formed in my stomach at the idea of a new start, a fresh start, without my parents by my side, in a place strange to me with only my twin by my side.

As we landed I unfastened my seat belt and headed towards the door.

I stepped outside and was greeted by the warm Miami sun. The sun blinded my sight and I hissed slipping on a pair of shades.

Gucci bitches Gucci.

I checked my iPhone x to look at the weather and it was really hot in Miami. My phone is bigger than my hand. I have no idea why but I always like big things.

That's what she said. my subconscious snickered.

I rolled my eyes at my at my dirty thoughts and saw I have a text from Amelia with the address to her house and the schools address.

I bid the Knights goodbye and walked towards where my Car was parked. I threw my school bag in the passenger seat and headed towards the closest McDonald's I could find with Stella hot on my trail.

We will definitely be in time for school since we are both speed freaks reason being why our parents bought us sports cars. Dad always use to take us to the race track when he wasn't busy and taught us how to race.

We got to McDonald's in less than 10 minutes since we were dodging the early morning traffic swiftly.

I ordered a large Big Mac meal and Stella did the same.

We waited for a short period of time and got our food and left to our cars. I typed in the schools address in the GPS and drove while eating. Perks of multitasking. Don't judge me I'm hungry.

Stella and I arrived at the school and parked in two spots conveniently beside each other.

What a coincidink.

I got my hand gun out and put it in the back of my leggings and covered it with my leather jacket.

For protection, you never know what's lurking around.