IL Possesso Angelico Della Mafia |✅| # 1 Cavalliere

CHAPTER 34-BUTTER KNIFE

When I reached from my somewhat midnight drive. I stopped at a 24/7 store and bought some supplies.

I reached home and snuck into Jakes room entering his closet adding itch powder to all of his clothing and setting mice traps in his shoes, I burnt all his socks but only the front parts and it had a weird smell but he can sleep through everything so I doubt he can smell.

I went into my sister's room putting on my pyjamas and climbing in next to her. I cuddled closer to her smiling falling asleep in an instant.

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I woke up early showering changing into white tank top, light blue denim shorts and my Nike slides.

I tied my hair into a messy bun admiring my full rounded plump ass in the mirror. If a guy ain't gon admire it then why can I not?  Compliment yourself if no one else will.

I walked downstairs grinning like a Cheshire cat. I plopped down by the breakfast bar patiently waiting for the food to be served.

Everyone plopped down in the remaining seats and what irritated me the most was the fact that little miss dicktoria eyed the food like garbage eating her rabbit food.

I hope she chokes. my subconscious wished.

"ISABELLA!" Jakes voice boomed through the house and I sat there like a deer caught in headlights. Nah I'm kidding, I was smiling from ear to ear.

After a while he came down freshly showered and I forgot about the pink hair dye I swapped for his shampoo.

"Her names not Isabella." Everyone says in unison snickering at his hair.

"What's wrong sweetie?" Madre tried to hold her laughter.

"Bella put mice traps in my shoes and did this to my hair." He pointed to his hair squirming because of the itch powder.

"Oh sorry, I thought that was her room." I fake concerned pointing at Dicky.

Get it?

Victoria - vicky, dicktoria - Dicky.

no? okay.

She glared at me "You short idiot."

"This short idiot has a fat ass whereas you look like a lamp pole." I said smugly and Blake snorted softly.

She mimicked my words and I picked up a butter and threw it with so much force across the table but Blake reached out and grabbed it before it could plummet through her chest.

"If you hadn't to catch that it would've been an instant kill." Liam smiled, giving me a proud look, a look that a father gives his daughter when he learns that she kicked the guy who broke her hearts ass.

"Yeah death by butter knife." Pops said making everyone laugh.

"Ugh." She screeched standing up walking away.

"Good riddance." Madre sighed.

"Mom." Blake groaned.

"What? Did you see the way that hoe eyed my food? I'll go ghetto on her plastic ass." Madre glared "That's my momma." I high five her.

"You really know how to pick em Blake." I said sarcastically.

"My angel I've picked you already." He said smugly.

Mmm sure.

"Exactly! Have you met me? " I raised my brows smugly.

He just shook his head in amusement." Your lucky your my one and only."