KILLER | MP ✓

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'please, just call me by my name.'

— elora

it was the same day and i was in my kitchen making some dinner for myself. i wasn't about to go to the warehouse.

i already new how to fight and id already killed somebody so there was no point in me going and plus, for all i know mattia could be planning on killing me.

papa also told me to stay away from him since he's a toupee and our enemy.

after finishing making my dinner and eating it i got a phone call. i answered it and sighed. i didn't want to talk to this person.

"hello, mamas." their voice spoke and i rolled my eyes.

"please, just call me by my name."

i heard him tut and i could just tel he was shaking his head. "i called to sort out our wedding."

"oh uh, can't we do this another day? i'm kinda busy right now." i ask even though i was nowhere near busy and that evening i'd just be sitting around watching television.

"our wedding is in less then a week and we haven't even got it planned," he huffed. "i don't give two fucks if you're busy or not! we're planning this wedding wether you like it or not."

when i first met mason he was a nice guy but as i got to know him more he became vicious like. whenever i didn't want to do something that he wanted to do he'd manipulate into me being the bad guy.

"but mason, i'm really busy."

suddenly, i began to hear sniffles from the other side of the phone. "y-you never want to plan our wedding. do you e-even want to marry me?" he sniffled and let out a cry.

"i'm sorry, i was wrong. we can plan our wedding now." i sigh.

"great," he said and immediately stopped crying. "are we having it in new jersey or italy?"

+

— mattia

it had gone midnight and i was waiting outside the were house for elora but i guess she's not coming.

eh, her loss.

i gathered my things and began leaving the building but as i was walking in the parking lot to my car i felt something cold, something metal being put to the back of my head.

"i've got him boss." i heard their raspy voice say into a walkie talkie.

i chuckled and quickly grabbed the gun and twisted his arm around causing him to let the grip on the gun go and it drop to the floor.

i then shoved him to the floor and leant my knee on his back while my hands were twisting his left arm around.

"who the fuck sent you?!" i growl and he stays quiet, the only sounds coming from his mouth are cries.

"is that all you're going to do? cry? how pathetic," i shake my head and chuckle. i then twist him over so that he's laying on his back and keep my knee leaning on his chest.

i look on his jacket and clothes to see if there is any name tag or anything that'll show me who he works for but there's nothing.

i then remembered the gun. i quickly grabbed it and inspected it then saw letters engraved in on the side of it.

THE FABINOHS

i sniff and shake my head. "what're you doing here?" i ask and he doesn't say anything so i increase the pressure on his chest.

he coughs a little. "fine.fine.fine," he begins. "elliott is back in jersey. he said he's staying here for good. now please, let me go."

i nod and get off of him. i watch as he stands up and begins to run away but i aim the gun at his head and shoot. his body fell to the floor and i chuckled.

dick.

+

"hello, mr polibio," a guy that works in the mafia greeted as i walked through the front doors. "miss sawyer is in your office waiting for you."

i roll my eyes then thank him and go into the elevator to one of the top floors and walk down the hallway to my office.

i huff before opening the door and seeing the brown haired girl sitting in my chair, her legs crossed over and her playing with her hair.

"what do you want?" i scoff.

"that's no way to speak to your future wife." she pouts and i fold my arms across my chest.

"answer the fucking question!" i snap and she rolls her eyes then stands up and makes her way over to me.

she leans on the desk and grabs the collar of my t-shirt and pulls me close to her, her breath tickling my lips.

i glared at her as she smirked and pecked my lips. "i wanted to plan out wedding," she began and she lifted her leg off of the floor and rubbed it up my right leg. "i was thinking, after the service and we could go to vegas for our honeymoon."

i shake my head and get out of her grip before wiping my lips. "whatever." i huff and walk out of the room and slam the door shut.

"well, mattia that's not a way to treat our doors." my father jokes as he walks up to me.

he noticed the scowl on my face and his face dropped. "what's the matter?" he asks and i sarcastically chuckle.

"i-i don't want to get married to her!" i snap as anger fills my body.

hit him.

what? no. i can't he's my papa.

who cares? he's forcing you into a marriage you don't want!

no. no. no stop.please.

"mattia, please, i'm sorry but it's the only way you can become capo." he sighed.

crush his skull

no! stop!

kill amber!

...

bash her brains out!

"don't worry, papa," i smile and shake my head. "i have it covered."

i then walked away with a evenly smirk on my face with the though of ambers blood on my hands as she laid lifeless on her bedroom floor.

i hate school sm. also i'm writing a new story called fake btw. i have no idea when it'll be published so just keep a look out for it!