" We've got an issue boss! " my right hand, Nikola, yells over the phone. Annoyance starts bubbling up.
" What is it now? " I drawl back.
" HELLO!! " I yell into the phone, ' what's she done this time ' I think to myself while massaging in between my eyes with my index and middle finger. Pacing around in my room at my New York estate, I start getting dressed in black jeans, white undershirt, black combat boots, and a black leather jacket. I hang up, and dial Nikolay, Nikola's twin brother, aka my tracker.
" Track your sister's phone. " I state to him after he picks up on the second ring.
" Yes boss. " he says back then hangs up. I retrieve my favorite 9mm handgun. I get a text Nikolay: She's at the hotel. Me: Okay. ' what the h*ll is she doing at the hotel? ' I think to myself. I jog down a hallway and three flights of stairs to the massive double front doors, they are hickory wood with intricate designs engraved into the wood, my favorite part of the house. I open the door and jog to my 1964 black chevy impala, a small smile finds its way on my face. This is my favorite car, it was my father's. His pride and joy until he died when I was 10. He used to be the boss of the Abondanato mafia. When he died my mom took over till I was of age. At 16 I became boss because my mom passed. I'm 23 now. I shake my head to get the thoughts out of my head. Making my way to the car I unlock it and slide in with a small sad smile. I make my way to Blackwell.
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Mafia's women
RomanceShe is the devil's daughter. She is the unique beauty. see what happens when they meet in an underground fighting ring. This is my first story so just bear with me.
