The Mafia Sacrifice

14

Starr Marie

After the little meeting in Damon's office, we eventually left the room so Damon and O could finish their training.

I made a promise to not hit anyone else unless it included with training. Although, I didn't mentally make that promise so there's a 50/50 chance of someone catching hands.

Once we made it back into the room with the boxing ring, people were not really making eye contact with me. I don't know what the problem was but part of me hated how everyone was acting as if they couldn't look at me.

As much as I was not a fan of all that attention, I found myself not like how they weren't treating me like a normal person.

"Boss," A random guy says catching Damon's attention.

"What's the problem," Damon says demanding the guy to speak faster.

"We've got a problem in a cellar. There's a gu-," He says before Damon cuts him off.

"Basta parlare! Let's go," Within seconds they were gone and again, I was left with strangers. Meaning— Enough talking.

So if you're wondering.... yes, I stood in the same spot like a complete idiot. I wanted Damon to find me if he needed me. But to take less of an idiotic feeling off, I looked at my phone and jumped from app to app.

"Hey, you've got balls to fight our Mariah," A voice of a girl trailing behind me announced.

I turn around to see two girls and a guy. I frown getting a small thought that they could possibly be the minions.

I guess one of the girls realizes my expression because she instantly responded. "Oh. We mean no harm. She has been on our asses from the beginning."

I still has yet to respond.

"Oh. I'm Jenny. This is Tyler and Naomi,"She says pointing at each of them.

Off the bat, I could see that Jenny was the openly confident type. She had tan skin, brown wavy hair, and she was quite tall with blue eyes.

On the other hand, Tyler was well put together. He had brown wavy hair, he was about 5 inches taller than Jenny, and he had spicy Mexican appearance. It was truly different and spontaneous. I liked it.

Lastly, Naomi was a short black individual with black beautiful curls. When she smiled, her dimples poked into her cheeks bringing her face beautiful round structure.

I loved their group it was extremely diverse. And not to boost it or anything but me as an multiracial couldn't compare.

"Hi, I'm Starr," I say awkwardly because they stood there for longer that 30 seconds while i analyzed them.

"Yes we know," Tyler says dramatically flipping his no existent long hair.

"What the fuck. How?" I say confusingly.

"Everyone knows. You are the upcoming mafia queen," Naomi says smiling.

"Yeah. Every girl wants to be you. That's why Mariah tried to test you," Jenny says laughing. "Didn't work out in her favor."

"Why would anyone want to be me," Honestly though, my life is not so perfect.

"Bitch. Damon is the most powerful man in the world. Everyone obeys him. Even the police obeys him. And since your going to be his new wife, you have power too," Jenny is exaggerating at this point.

Right?

"Yeah. Right,"

I think that I've always known, I just didn't want Damon to feel like he have to give me these things because of this arranged marriage.