Growing up not knowing her father and living with a mother that could care less about her.
Finally having enough of her mother Justine moved out after inheriting a large sum of money from her uncle and with her she took her little sisters.
What wil...
I learnt that the club we're going to belongs to Cameron. The specific reason we were going was to celebrate twelve new member being jumped in. A few of Cameron's men were attending also. Lexi sat on the black sofa in the far right corner of my bedroom. She was eating a large German chocolate cake and complaining about the fact that she was pregnant and couldn't come with me or drink alcohol. Cameron hadn't confronted Craig about Lexi's pregnancy yet, he claimed to be 'waiting for the right moment' .
I took a relaxing shower and washed my hair. I brushed my hair with the help of Lexi for the process to go faster. She attempted to style it also but soon gave up, complaining that my hair was quite heavy and hard to style due to its length. I laughed her off when she frowned and asked how my neck to carry that much weight around.
I forgot about make up all together and focused on what I was going to wear. After spending atleast 20 minutes tossing clothes and shoes around I finally found the perfect outfit.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
Oops! This image does not follow our content guidelines. To continue publishing, please remove it or upload a different image.
"Damn, are you looking to get laid?" Lexi smirked.
"Nope" I said applying some lip balm to my soft heat shaped lips. "Could you keep a secret?" I asked.
"Yeah" Lack answered almost emmediatley.
"I'm a virgin" I said.
"Get out!! How the hell is that possible?" She stored dropping the fork she had.
"With my up-bringing, responsibilities it was near impossible for stuff like that to cross my mind" I shrugged.
"Have you atleast had a boyfriend?" Lack asked pinching the bridge of her nose.
"Yeah, but he was too controlling, I shot him when he true to force himself into me once in my sleep and as pay back he tried to kill my niece. So I don't have first hand good experiences in relationships" I explained.
"Waaaw, what a shitty boyfriend" she commented licking the cake frosting from her fingers.
"Tell me about it" I sighed and fluffed my hair a little.
Finding satisfaction in my appearance I gathered all my necessities, placed them in one of my many black purses and bid Lexi farewell. Before leaving I have her directions to all the sweet foods in the house and gave Aries a quick kiss.
Cameron was leaned against his his black Lambo-truck tapping away on his phone. "Took you long enough" he mumbled opening the door for me.
"Well if it bothered you that much you could've just left without me" I answered, and ignored the glare he gave me.
Upon arriving at the club, it was packed. People grinding against each other, loud music and what smelt like a combination of drugs, alcohol and sweat. Cameron lead me up a set of stairs to the VIP area. He lead me to a specific room that had softer music and was occupied by about a two dozen men dressed in suits accompanies by women that worked in the club.
"And who might this be?" A guy asked kissing my knuckles. The girl that was with him have me a vicious glare which made me mentally roll me eyes.
"Justina, Justina Mezahav" I smile at his charming behaviour.
He pulled me away from Cameron and set me down beside him. The girl that was with him dramatically stomped and sat next to him. The guy I now knew a Damien struck up a conversation with me. We say and talked and flirted. I few time I looked at Cameron through the corner of my eye to see him looking a Damein angrily, his jaw firm and he held his cup of vodka in a vice grip. In the middle of one of Damein's stories however my phone went off. I smiled sheepishly and see it was an international call, from Killian. I wasn't sure if any of the men here could understand Italian, the room was quite big so I excused myself to the far corner to answer it.
" É qualcosa che non va, killian?" I whispered into the phone. (Is something wrong Killian?)
"Ho un lavoro veloce per te" came his response. ( I have job for you)
"Parlare" I ordered. (Speak )
"Siamo stati derubati di recente da un ragazzo di nome Anthony Kolosov. È negli Stati Uniti in questo momento e lo voglio morto" (We were ripped off recently by a guy named Anthony Kolosov. He's in the U.S. right now and I want him dead)
"Mandami una sua foto" I asked (Send me a picture of him)
I grinned found its way on my face when I saw the photo of my next target and he was sitting a few feet from me. I told my brother the good news and hung up after he wished me good luck.
Not wanting to come up with clean and organized plan since I was in gang territory and they wouldn't last long if they killed me anyways. I sighed pushing all fun and games aside and got into work mode. My whole demeanour changed and I grabbed a scrunchie from my purse and pulled my hair into a messy bun.
"Are you okay ?" Cameron asked trying to read my expression.
I nodded in response and downed a shot of scotch. After I felt the alcohol set in I went over to my bag and in record time grabbed my gun and fired three shots at Anthony.
"Non puoi scappare dalla mafia" (You can't run from the mafia) his eyes visibly widen as they slowly become lifeless.
The men in the room sprang into action and all pointed fire arm at me. Craig came up to me and hit me in the side of my head with his 9millimeter fire arm. Black dots started to cloud my vision but I shook them away and shot him in the wrist and again in his leg. "You bitch!"
"Enough!" Cameron shouted. And approved me from his seat. "What'd he do?" He asked pointing at Anthony.
"He's Russian and just came back from Italy" I shrugged.
"Shit with your brothers?" He asked and I nodded in response.
He groaned loudly and pinched the bridge of his nose. "Clean it up" he sighed and two of his men with questioning looks went to clean up and dispose of the body.
