The Mafia Boss & His Sweetheart
Sky Rivers, a pure angel that had never anything good in life and knowing her life is never guaranteed she accepted her fate by welcoming the goodness in the world. No matter how much hate she encountered in life she...
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FEELING LIKE a woman on a mission, I was now sitting in our living room from the exhaustion hitting from staying awake with no ounce of sleep.
Adriano magically appeared last night alongside Leo, to god knows where they went, and in that moment he could see the stress and not wanting to anger him I played the recording as you could see the confusion apparent on both of the siblings.
By the time we finished proofing the plan, it was somewhat 4:30 AM which meant the kids will be waking up soon for work, and I had to start cleaning the house, finish the laundry, make breakfast, and get myself ready for work.
Repeating the plan over and over again, at this point I was waiting for everything to come crashing down.
Closing my eyes, I leaned into the couch as my hands wrapped over my stomach when I felt the slight sleep play a display in front of me, the silence lulling me to sleep.
As expected the force of something hitting the back of my head, knocking me into the darkness, expecting all of this. I applied pressure on the patch that Leo gave me as I prayed silently that I come out in the piece, to really see this life without the evil colors.
. . .
Feeling my mouth dry, I noticed there were dim lights everywhere, but it felt exactly like a kidnapping in a movie, the only difference was I knew people were going to save me, from the evil clutch of what you call a 'family'.
But just like every fantasy, it had to be dark, no-one dreamed of a better future or even thought love was possible. The room was dark, dank.
The silhouette of the three people in the room was always in semi shadow and by the look of their faces, they were more than confident that they could break their own family, or at least what they think.
Usually, the ending of any movie, used to be of the kidnapper getting justice served, but in this case, I know the brothers would get justice from their own hands that their mom helped grow, but sometimes our even blood mother is not there for us, but someone who loves until their heart content.
Watching them with half-dazed in and out, I could make it out to be my 'father' and his mama.
All of a sudden a scream tore through me like a great shard of glass. I felt my eyes widen and pulse quicken, my heart thudding like a rock rattling in a box. The scream came again in a desperate voice when I reacted to the sudden pain that was resulted; I soon realized it was from my own infliction as I was unconsciously trying to remove the thorn heaped rope that constrained my bottom up to the soulless ground.
As my screams got louder, I felt the blood drained from my face, before I was even aware of making a conscious decision my legs were pounding furiously on the uneven cold ground, my ears straining to hear some clues, more clues as to where it had come from. I had no clue because our plan never consisted of and now I just wanted to get out of here and cuddle with my babies.
