||BOOK 2||
||Sequel of Regina In Revenge||
||THIS BOOK CANNOT BE READ AS A STANDALONE||
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The Russo's are back in New York. It's been months since that dreadful day in the infirmary room of the English Mafia...
It's an Eid special chapter today!!! To all those celebrating today,
✨عيد مبارك✨
Enjoy the chapter!
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I stepped out of the car and walked over to the passenger side, waiting for Demitri to walk out.
With perfectly gelled hair, a buttoned up full sleeved shirt, dress pants and loafers, he stepped out of the car.
Sighing, I beckon him closer, making him bend to my height, which wasn't too much thanks to the heels.
I push my hand through his hair and ruffle them up, earning a grunt of displeasure from him.
"You're going to a club, not a business meeting." I retort, ruffling up his hair a little more, with the sole purpose of irritating him.
I pull his arms in the front and unbutton his cuffs before rolling them up.
"All good. Now let's go." He silently walks behind me until I slow down a little to walk by his side.
Shooting a text to Giovanni about us arriving, I loop my arm with Demitri's, who looks down at me with slight tenderness in his eyes before looking ahead again.
I look up at him as we reach the closed doors. "Smile wide, big boy." I pat his arm before signalling the bouncers to open the doors.
We stare into utter darkness before a spot light falls on our family who stood in the middle of the club floor.
Dad displayed a wild smile, his arms wrapped around Ace and Giovanni, beside whom stood Valentino and Armani.
