𝐔𝐧𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐝𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐋𝐨𝐯𝐞

𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝟒

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I rolled my eyes as my brother argued with me. "Jah'Kyah, i russi sono spietati non gliene frega un cazzo di ucciderci in pubblico o no. Questa è una cattiva idea. Inoltre, sono i nostri più grandi rivali."

Jah'Kyah, Russians are ruthless they do not give a single fuck about killing us in public or not. This is a bad idea. On top of that, they're our biggest rival.

I rolled my eyes, "Smettila di essere così sensibile, stiamo solo andando all'asta, tutto. Dobbiamo scoprire quale diavolo sarà la prossima mossa dei russi. Non sento parlare o di Mario da un po', quindi sai che ha qualche trucco nella manica."

stop being so sensitive, we're just going to an auction, that's it. We need to find out what the hell the Russians' next move is. I haven't heard about or from Mario in a while, so you know he got some tricks up his sleeve.

He sighed, taking a seat next to me. "Sorella, sei delirante, va tutto bene."

Sister, your being delusional, everything is fine.

I stood up, grabbing my jacket. "No, non lo sono, non lo stai prendendo sul serio o in considerazione. Due mafie sono nel bel mezzo di una guerra e le cose sono tranquille, non è solo essere deliranti, stanno pianificando qualcosa. Ciò che peggiora è che siamo nel mezzo a causa del tuo culo stupido. Quindi chiuderei quella cazzo di bocca e imparerei a tenere il cazzo nei pantaloni." I yelled, walking out. He ran after me, slowing down when by my side.

No I'm not, you're not taking this seriously or into consideration. Two mafias are in the middle of a war and things are quiet, that's not just being delusional, they're planning something. What makes it worse is that we are in the middle of it because of your dumb ass. So I would shut the fuck up, and learn to keep your dick in your pants.

"Prima di tutto, so dannatamente bene che non stavi per lasciarmi. In secondo luogo, non puoi nemmeno mentire, stava bene come l'inferno e non sapevo chi fosse, stavo solo cercando di divertirmi." I stopped dead in my tracks, looking at him for a minute. He looked at me confused. "What?" He asked. I blinked a few times, tilting my head, and crossing my arms. "And to think dad was thinking about handing the mafia down to you. Can't even ask a simple question of what's your name? To see if the bitch is somebody important or just a random whore." I shook my head walking to the car.

First off, I know damn well you weren't about to leave me. Second, you can't even lie, she was fine as hell and I didn't know who she was, I was just looking for a good time.

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This shit is so boring. I looked around at people smiling at each other, making alliances, getting ready to bid, some getting ready to get into somebody's daughter's panties.

My brother stumbled his way to me, I rolled my eyes, awl hell. "Why are you over here acting antisocial, come on. Don't be acting like this now." No response. I sighed, running my fingers through my hair. "See there you go acting-" I cut him off. "Get the fuck out my face. Go stick yo dick in something, read a book, go to bed, I don't really give a fuck. Get the fuck out my face, and whatever you do decide to do, don't start more bullshit or ima really beat yo ass."

Killian kissed his teeth, "You're lame." I rolled my eyes. I'd rather be lame than be out here catching STDS n' shit.

"Don't play hard to get beautiful" I heard a clearly drunk man say. I looked to see a woman who's clearly not interested, not answering. She didn't respond, he leaned in to kiss her, she dodged it, so he fell to the ground. "You have 10 seconds to get out my face before I beat yo ass." damn that was hot, so is her voice. Never thought I'd be the one to be attracted to a woman's voice but here I am. Her voice was slightly deeper than most girls.

He grabbed her arm, but she let go punching him. I rushed over there, "is there a problem?" I asked. The man looked at my face with fear, I raised my eyebrow slightly. He got up running away, and the woman sighed, sitting back down at the bar.

"You could at least say thank you." The woman sent a death glare my way. If I could be intimidated easily I would've been shitting my pants right now. "I was handling it." I stiffened, Damn. Her voice was cold, honestly kind of scared me, just a little though. "If that's what you call handling it, you need to work on it." She shot another death glare my eye, this time more intimidating than the last, I held up my hands in defeat,

"What's a beautiful woman like you doing here by yourself?" I asked, nothing. okay so she's not much of a talker. Got it. "What's your name?" She sighed heavily, "Summer Johnson"she had to think about it? "I don't like liars, so let's try this again." I threw venom at her with my words.

Her head tilted my way as her eyes landed on mine. damn she's beautiful, I can stare in her light brown  eyes forever.

She looks at her phone for a second, her eyes meet mine again, this time I admire her beautiful features. Her small twist down her back, her glossy lips, makeup natural looking, her curves displaying themselves with her fitted pants. I snapped out of my trance when she stood to her full height, walking away.

I left the bar as soon as she left, looking around for Killian finding him in the corner on the floor drunk. I grabbed his arm, "aye we need to leave." I began walking with him out the building. "Why? It's already over?" He slurred, I just agreed, grabbing him a plastic bag.

The valet pulled the car around, I paid and we left. "We have to talk about something important in the morning, so you need to go home so you can sober up." He didn't respond. Out of the corner of my eye I saw him knocked out, sleeping already.

Once we got into the house, I got Killian to his room by putting a bucket beside the bed, with a medicine bottle and a bottle of water on his nightstand.

I showered, laying in my bed trying to calm the thoughts in my head. I watched Family Guy until I fell asleep.

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