Chapter 41: is that what we call a sister?

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New update who this???

Btw my birthday's tomorrow and I think I should be more excited than I am but oh well it will come.

How is everyone?

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"But you- Natalia - you and Adri-."
Bitch.

"You're fucking my brother?" I say a little too loud.

"I'm fucking your brother?" She says equally as baffled.

"Fuck." I say.

"Fuck." She retaliates.

Fucking fuck.

FUCKITY FUCK!

"You two know each other?" Adriano questions confused.
By now all the attention is on me and Natalia.

"You could say that." She tells him.

"Haha this is fucking amazing." Diego giggles pulling out his phone and recording.

"Diego." I smile. "Put your phone away before I break your dick."

His happy smile turns to fear as he tucks his phone into his pocket.

"Natalia get your fat ass in the hall we need to talk." I say through my teeth.

"That ass is fat though." Adriano smirks.

"Shut up asshole." She tells him.

I walk out first and she follows behind me, when we are out of sight we stare at each other, confused and...annoyed.

"He's the boyfriend you have got to be kidding me?" I whine.

"You're the sister? That's even worse news." She sighs.

Hey hey hey watch your mouth.

"Now we have to conspire a plan on how we know each other." I complain.

"Ok...how about you were robbing a homeless man and I tackled you and saved him." She smiles so content.

That literally makes no fucking sense.

"Why do I have to be the bad guy?" I raise an eyebrow at her.

"Because you fit the aesthetic ." She says.
I don't know what that means but I don't like it.

"How about...I dropped my shoe down a drain and you went to go get it." I say.
Hey it's a perfectly reasonable explanation.

"Do I look like a tramp to you?" She raises an eyebrow.

"Do you want an honest answer?" I joke...at least I think I was joking.

"Well what the hell are we supposed to say? Oh by the way me and Natalia are on a dick and Dom mission to find our oh so apparently alive mothers and free a load of hooligans that will terrorise Italy?" I say.

I mean normal people meet like that, right?

"You are on a what?" His voice appears.

Oh great why doesn't everyone join the party?
Free booze and hookers!

Looking to my side I see Dominico's angry face stare at me, to be very honest, it is quite intimidating.

"And who would you be?" Natalia questions.

He walks over to her and raises his hand for her to shake, "Dominico Vance."

But you can call him  *Asshole*

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