*Previously named Sinner's*
They're both Sinner's.
So horrible, yet so perfect for each other.
So horribly perfect.
Mara De La Riva.
Daughter to the capo of the Spanish Mafia. A cold-hearted killing machine raised to perfection.
Her purpose in life...
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Im her bitch.
She called me her bitch.
Fuck yeah, I'm her bitch.
I think she might have momentarily forgotten that I could hear everything she was sayingthrough the ear piece regardless whether she was holding it down or not.
From what I could hear Nikolai's buddy didn't provide much information because I could hear his rather loud grunt of surprise as Mara killed him, considering he was a liability.
Gio and I waited in the car for her to return from the club.
Giovanni huffed and then turned towards me.
"Man, I gotta tell you something." He sighed.
I looked towards him, my face furrowed with confusion.
"Yeah, go on then."
"You see, the thing is...I just... I don't know how to tell you this without hurting your feelings because I know you can be over-emotional sometimes- well, a lot of the time and I was just worried that you might get upset with what I'm about to tell you because you're a very sensitive little creature."
"Gio, if you don't get your shit together I'm going to strangle you."
He sighed.
"Leonardo Moretti, my dearest friend, my companion, my brother if you will...you are the biggest simp I know."
My jaw hit the floor.
"I am not a simp, asshole. You're delusional." I scoffed, giving Gio a shoulder punch.
"Yes you are! You follow her around like a puppy dog, most of the time she doesn't notice because, honestly, you're not that interesting but you still practically worship the ground she walks on. Don't even get me started on the dogs, you have never allowed them to stay in your room, let alone your bed and now they sleep where she sleeps, they go where she goes. Hence, the fact you are a literal dog for her."
"I do not-." I began to protest but Gio continued to talk over me.
"And now you finally found the balls to give her a forehead kiss, you come back here grinning like a little boy who gave his kindergarten crush a daisy and then you try to wipe it off your face before you got back in the car but I saw it, I see these things because I am a detective."
"Giovanni, I am this close to shooting the fucking brains- whatever may be left of them- out of your skull and burying you in a heap of dog shit."
