Annabelle
" David what the hell you doing here. I dont remember your ass even getting an invited. So why are you here."
"Well, you know I help the Greys family building. So, what you been up too sexy lady."
Oh god what the hell was wrong with me.
"Ewe. Im catering tonight meal."
"Anna I just want us to work out again. I miss you babe. You were working all the time, and you will only be wanted to sleep, and work. I just started to feel lonely because you were gone all the time."
" You had 10 bitches. Aint nothing wrong using your hands to get the job done. No, I catch you in my house that I pay for. Fucking on my expensive ass counter. I paid for by the way. So please miss me with this bullshit."
Nodded my head to the bartender for another drink. Cause lord knows Im going to need it. I felt a presence. The hair on my neck stand, and not in a good way. I didn't stop drinking. Then I felt a hand touch my shoulder. " Is everything okay Bella." I nodded my head. I was too scare to even turn around. Shit it not directed at me. But I noisy as hell. I turn around, and turn right back. Angelo eyes turn black. David was grasping for air. And the entire ballroom stops, and watch as David was struggling out of Angelo hand. I cant believe it David was about to die.
I know I shouldn't involve myself into was is going on, but I stop it in two minutes. I look again. Five is better. Sipping my champagne. I hear something that stock the shit out of me.
"No Zio Leo non uccidere papa."(No Uncle Leo Dont Kill Daddy). Enzo came running towards my legs. "Annie stop Leo."
WHAT THE FUCK
KILL HIM
I look at Enzo. Those damn puppy dog eyes. I slowly reach my hand out to touch Angelo back. Jesus this man works out. You ever touch man that have an arch in his back. It not deep, but also not invisible to the touch. I dont what came over me. I wrap my arms around his waist, and rested my head on his shoulder. " Lets go somewhere a little quite." I kiss his neck. Step back, and reach my hand out. I just wanted to leave before I lose my fucking mind. I really wanted to snap his neck. I cant believe this motherfucker had a child. But told me He never wanted children. Okay girl breathes...1. 1..2.4.8......Fuck It.
Angelo grabs my hand, and lift me out the room. Im so embarrass. I should've had known. All the signs were there. Always working late nights knowing damn well he was cheating. Damn I wish I was blind so people can feel bad for me. Damn I wish I did slap the shit of him. Wasted my youth for this nigga for him to fuck me over like that. I couldn't hold it in any longer.
" Hey ...Hey get out of your head. I just sorry you found out this way." I smell the cigar. And snatch it out his hand. I need this more than he does. I took a pull." Nice." And hand it back. Too much drama for the day. " You want to go back to my place." He looks at me surprise. I guess he not use to a straightforward woman before. He looks a little hesitant. " Im just waiting to greet someone."
Ring
"Si....Niente Spettacolo...Inviare Cosa..Figlo di Puttana Vuole La Guerra. (Yes...No Show. He sends what .... Motherfuckers Want War. Lets play.)
Sure, Annie lets go.
Omniscient
Angelo and Annabelle walk towards Leo limo. Alicia comes back downstairs fixing herself. She turns and find Maria smirking at her, and wink. And turn towards to the two individuals behind, and sign you hurt her, Im beat your ass. Outside the near the pond two individuals were tongue kissing. As they were two busy in each other faces someone was glaring angrily at them. But the person takes out their phone, and pictures, and video. Walking they run into Adriana, and show her the pictures and video. Adri grab her son, walk to her parents, and let them know what happen.
Michelangelo took over after receiving a text from his son Angelo.
"Papa Fabian Uccide Il Noono E Manda La Sua Testa Su Un Piatto DArgento."
(dad Fabian kill grandpa and send his head on a silver platter)
Mich wanted to go on a killing spree. Then send text to everyone. Who all look at their phone and look into Michelangelo eyes, and can already tell the Russian woke up Diavolo and Diavola.If you woke one the other one was ready? Maria known as the best Assassin. Never once anybody cross the them. All hell is about to break lose.
Tracy walks around the ballroom looking for Benjamin. When she runs into a handsome stranger. "Hello nice to meet you Im Tracy Davis." She held out her hand to the stranger, and at the same time the stranger receives a text from someone, and smile." How you do you mechante chienne." (Evil Bitch).
Adriana was in her car when a money knock on her window. " Hi I was just checking if you, and your son was okay?" Adri nodded her head, and left after that. I just wanted to escape right now. So, she went home, and tuck her son into bed. "Mommy why daddy doesn't tell anyone about us? Does he love me? Why cant he stay with us? Does he hate the fact I was born?"
"Of course, your daddy loves you. What is there not to love. Your sweet, kind, smart, and my baby." Hugging her son as he begins to cry on his mother shoulder.
Monica was in the bathroom stall crying into her hands. She cant believe it. After all these years she finally got what she really wanted. Tracy left the gentleman who peak her interests. She goes into the bathroom to hear someone crying. "Are you okay?" Tracy spoke out to the individual. Monica frozen. She put her items back in her purse quietly. Wipe her eyes, and fix herself. She put her brave face on.
Exiting the bathroom stall. Tracy begins telling Monica about the gentleman she ran into. Monica mentality roll her eyes at her mother. Monica smile, and pretend she was happy. " Mom you have a hickey on your neck." Tracy smirk at her. "It from the gentleman I meet." Monica washes her hands, and face. " Crying. I taught you better than that." Tracy face turn evil. Monica was scare to move. She couldn't allow her mother to hit her again. No more. She cant risk it.
" Just one of my patients turn out to make it through their treatment. And now in recovery". It was half true by the way. She didn't want anyone to know the real truth now. She couldn't risk it. To prove to her mother. She shows her the text message from her coworker. Tracy nodded her head. "Awe how sweet." Tracy shrug. Monica bows her head. "So, mom..."A knock at the bathroom door startles them. Monica, and Tracy look at each other. Benjamin opens the door, and look at Tracy and nodded at her.
Tracy turns to Monica, and grab her face tightly. " Now be a good girl. Don't cry over spill milk." Tracy walks away, and grab Benjamin hand, and pulling him out. He looks over his shoulder, and watch a blank look over Monica face. " What wrong with Monica?" Ben asks. Tracy chuckled. "Nothing out of the ordinary darling. Wine." Benjamin peak at Tracy neck. "What the fuck is that?!"
" Oh, my food allergy acts up." Benjamin wanted to punch Tracy so bad." You know damn well, Annabelle put no peanut in any of the food. Even though I wish she did." Benjamin mumbled the last part." Oh, right well you know Im also allergic to pineapple." Benjamin really thought about. That sound like some bullshit. Benjamin opens Tracy passenger car door. " You better not be pulling that bullshit again Tracy. Forgave your ass for once. Don't let me find out from someone else." Slam her door. Tracy put her seatbelt on. And put her headphones on.
"Okay". Benjamin started the car. He receives a text, and look at Tracy. Smirking he drove home. Monica snap of her trance, and collected herself. She exited the bathroom and runs into David.
" Hey David. How is everything?" David smile. " Feeling alive. So, are you headed home?" Monica agrees, and they walk out.
One by one everyone left, and the clean-up crew came. Maria, and Mich sat down at an empty table with some Hennessy. Snatching his tie off. "So, bellissima let's make a bet." Maria sat up in her chair. " If you are able to kill the Forte family, then we renew our vows for our twenty fifth." Maria sat on Mich lap, and sip her henny. "Okay I take that bet. What happens if I dont get to kill every Forte family. " Slapping her ass. "We still renew our vows, but you giving me your ass."

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Mentality Ready
General FictionAnnabelle Davis is 25-year-old black woman who doesn't take any bullshit from anyone. She speaks her mind, and she make sure, she gets the last word of an argument that she knows she can win. Anna has her times of weakness too. She not afraid to cry...