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A girl finds herself falling for the devil..
Arabella Walton, daughter of Gabriel Walton, leader of the New York City mafia finds herself falling for the Italian mafias don, Mateo Lopez.
Arabella, 23, is all a girl dreams of, the riches...
Arabella's POV: My head felt like it have been bashed in with a hammer.
Groaning I reached over for my phone on the bedside table to check the time, 12:17pm.
WHAT! How is it that late!
I looked up at the mirror that was directly in front of my bed and saw myself dressed in my silk dressing gown that was haphazardly tied at the waist and my red Gucci thong. My head had harboured a splitting headache, I rolled out of bed to stumble into my bathroom to get some pills and water, not even caring as I opened my mouth under the sink and drinking straight from the tap. I downed the pills and stripped my outfit.
I hopped in my shower and began to wash all of the night before away- not that I could remember anything.
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I started to wash my long thick and slightly matted hair as I obviously hadn't brushed it before I went to bed. I wonder what my night was like. I had obviously had an intake of some kind of drug since the hangover was far too bad to just be alcohol, probably Cocaine, fresh from my fathers stash in the basement. How did i get home? I wonder if I made out with anyone hot! - By the time I got out of my steaming shower it was 1:30pm and I put a pair of sweats, cropped hoodie and some fluffy socks. I heard my stomach rumble in protest so I headed down to the kitchen passing a few guards here and there. When I reached my kitchen I saw mother stood in there making a coffee.
"Can you make me one mom please?" I grumbled through my fatigue.
"Oh dear did you have a long night, do you want me to make you some food or anything love?" My mother soothingly replied to me setting a coffee infront of me which I instantly reached for and started drink, not minding the burning sensation.
"Please mom and thank you" I mumbled as I stumbled back out of the kitchen and into the living room and plopped down onto the sofa.
I turned Keeping Up With The Kardashians on our plasma 70inch t.v and opened my Iphone to scroll though TikTok.
My fave pastime.
A couple minutes later my mom entered the living room with a bowl of yoghurt with fruit on the top which looked absolutely divine. I squealed and sat up, flinging my phone to the other side of the couch.
"Mhmhmhmhm thank you madre" I said while reaching for the bowl of goodness.
Mom chuckled, shaking her head and headed out of the room. Devon entered the room not a moment later with Matt and flung himself down on the couch next to me while Matt slid into the chair next to me.
"Hey baby sis you look like absolute shit haha" Devon laughed at me while I glared daggers at him.
"Oh Dev quit it would you" Matt spoke up, always coming to my rescue, I smiled at him and carried on watching KUWTK as both my "manly" brothers did so too, they would never admit it but they adore the Kardashians just as I do.
When I finished my food I got up and headed to the kitchen to give the bowl to a maid and saw my mom still in there with a newspaper.
"Mommy where is dadddd?" I drawled out.
She glanced up and me though her glasses, "in his office honey, but I think he is on a call"
I smiled at her and slobbed my way to his office, quietly opening and closing his door. He glanced up at me and gave me a quick smile before turning his attention back to his phone. I heard Mateo's voice through the phone which brought shivers to my body.
"I will deal with the merda Gabriel don't worry I will do it with no hesitation" I heard Mateo's voice angrily speak. His rage brought curiosity into my mind as i listened.
"No doubt you will Mateo I trust you with our business, I will be in touch later when the issue has been taken care of I have to go now goodbye" my father spoke coldly, glancing up at me every so often.
"Ciao" Mateo gruffly replied before ending the call.
"Are you okay dad?" I asked, a small pout to my lips.
"Don't you worry darling Mateo and I just had business to sort as he came round last night to start the process." My father informed me still staring at the papers infront of him.
Mateo was round last night? Did he see me high? I hope not.
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Mateo's POV:
"Fottuto bastardo" I spoke as I pointed a gun at his head. "Fucking bastard"
This man had sold me out to some scum organisation. Who ever know why stupid fool. Mateo Lopez always finds out when he has been betrayed.
"ora Francesco come dovremmo massacrare questo?" I chuckled looking at Francesco with a mock questioning expression gracing my face. "Now Francesco how should we fucking slaughter this one?"
Francesco is one of my most trusted men, my second in command. Standing at 6'3 he was extremely threatening, especially with his scar that ran down the left side of his face, from his eyebrow to the bottom of his cheek.
I was stood in my warehouse with a piece of shit sat slumped in front of me, strapped up on the chair with rope and chains. He has learned information about other mafias that may or may not be valuable, but since he betrayed myself and Gabriel he pays the price of death. Simple.
I slid the gun into the back of my dress pants as I slowly strolled around him while Francesco told me of an exciting new torture system he found out about. I chuckled and agreed.
"Legalo....sottosopra" I drawled out to my men. "Tie him up....upside down"
