Emilia
"OKAY (OKAY)ALRIGHT IT'S ABOUT DAMN TIME .IN A MINUTE, IMMA NEED A SENTIMENTAL MAN OR WOMAN TO PUMP ME UP" I sang on the top of my lungs to the pop queen's song as I wiped off the blood from my body. Lost? .Oh well...FLASHBACK TIME.
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"Em,I'm gonna need you to annihilate Mr.Valentino as soon as possible" my 'boss' said in a happy voice like he was telling me that we're gonna buy icecream and binge watch Gilmore girls the whole night.
"Awww come on I just started watching the grudge for the fifteenth
time this year." I whined back into the phone as I lazily dragged myself to my closet and pulled out my black skin-tight dress and high heels .
I then strapped on a small dagger that had my initials 'EAR' imprinted onto a snake's body as it slithered around the handle. Perfect. I said to myself as I looked into the mirror.
I then walked out with my phone in hand as Alessio (my 'boss') kept on ranting about how he won't send me McDonalds if I start crying that I'm scared of the damn nun from the grudge at 3am. I haltered in my steps as I heard what he said about my precious.
"I will skin you alive and sell your skin to a girl who has failed to get the perfect tan if you threaten my food again." I threatened him in a very slow and low voice.
"Try me bitch " he said back but I swear I could hear him lock the doors and windows.
"Bad decision ,Al " I said then hung up as I entered my Mercedes and drove off to Le Posh bar where my 'victim' would be residing.
I parked my car and walked towards the front of the line ignoring all the broke drunkards that were waiting to enter. You know it's kinda sad seeing people try so hard to enter a place just to spend money on fermented fruits and water .Perks of being raised in a Hispanic home.
There was always a motto my nanna told me 'come home drunk leave life drunk '
I slightly shuddered as I remembered the old woman holding a chancla
getting ready to whip the life out of me because I came home stumbling from an assassination after being shot in the damn leg then the woman thought I was drunk.
I was snapped out of my thoughts as I approached the big boy at the entrance. He eyed me up and down. Ewww his eyes are blue. Yes,I admit I'm not one of those wattpad girls who go on and on about 'the blue pools that sink me in never to come afloat '
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Safe Heaven
HumorAlexei Petrov Artyom is not your normal day 'hi ' 'bye' kind of guy being the highest ranking businessman in the whole of New York.But behind his cold demeanour and so called 'business' is one of the most ruthless mafia bosses. Emilia Anne Rodriguez...
