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Davina Romano is quite an exquisite woman. Being one of the most famous assassins in the underworld, she made her name by being absolutely ruthless in any way possible. She's been taught to be absolutely closed off, and to show little emotio...
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I stomp down the stairs. All I see is red.
"Rafael Emil!" I yell, standing in the middle of the foyer.
I tap my foot impatiently, crossing my arms.
Rafael rushes downstairs with a gun in a hand. He looks around, his hand tight on the gun.
"Put the fucking gun down." I growl, narrowing my eyes. "I'm going the fucking kill you!" I yell, throwing myself at him.
Our bodies fall on top of me each other, with me straddling him. I start to strangle him with my bare hands, but not too hard so I don't kill him. Though, it would be sad if it did, wouldn't it?
"Wh-," He coughs, "What?"
He pushes me off him, and kicks my leg.
"Where the fuck did you put my necklace, you bitch!" I get on top of him again, and punch him in the jaw.
His head falls to the side, and he gasps.
He pushes me off, and gets on me.
"I didn't do shit." He yells, punching me in the nose.
Ah, shit. He broke my nose.
"Are you done?" My Father frowns, disappointed.
He looked tired, I mean he always did, but today he looked even more tired.
Raf and I give each other a knowing look, and slowly get up.
"We're going to the Rossi's, Valentina still hasn't woken up." I frown at that, while Raf sighs and nods.
We all pour into the big SUV, and I cock and eyebrow.
"Where's Mother?" I ask, crossing my arms.
"She's not feeling well." Father rolls his eyes, pulls out his phone and scrolls through some email.
