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𝐀 𝐑 𝐈 𝐀 𝐍 𝐍 𝐀 • 𝐆 𝐑 𝐄 𝐂 𝐎

The double doors open for me and I'm presented with my topless cousins, they've always been competing with 'who's body is better' but honestly, they're like a pair of girls comparing boob sizes. We all walk to the basement where we are faced with our own personalised gym. There are running machines, exercise benches, even a door leading to the shooting range which also includes knives to throw too.

We all got into the arena and began throwing punches at each other.

"I'll go easy on you." Bruno says with a smirk, in reply all I did was roll my eyes, yeah yeah will he.

We throw punches until hours and hours pass, I glance at the clock on the wall and notice that it's 9 o'clock already, the sky is probably covered with darkness with no star in sight, I gather my belongings and head out of the basement, where I'm then faced with a woman. Her black silky hair in a tight bun on the top of her head as she links her arm around my father's.

"Mum!" I shout and go to give her a big hug.

"Hey sweetie, you okay?" She looks at me with concern but I'm completely fine, probably worried that the boys are being too rough, but no one knows how much I can handle.

"Yeah of course! Are you?" I reassure her and she gives me a large smile.

"Yes honey, how was your pole dancing experience the other day?" She asks me and chuckles. I laugh along with her and decide to talk to her over a glass of water. Nothing fancy but I was too hot for a coffee or something similar, plus I need to get home and get into my bed.

Our talk lasts longer than expected, I decide to say goodnight and leave them be to get settled, apparently, they're staying there tonight to sleep, apparently dad has some 'important business' to attend with uncle Nicolas as soon as the sun takes over the moon. As the thought of the moon crosses my mind I look up and there I am, face to face with the sphere-shaped object that shines brightly down on everything in its sight.

I take a slower walk home than usual; I want to embrace the beauty from the moon. I got to my apartment door and began to look for my keys. As soon as the door opened, darkness engulfed me, the only light available was the dim lamp in the corner of the living room.

Once I shower, I decide to throw myself onto my bed, allowing the covers to consume me, comfort me and keep me warm. My mind began to think of everything. Elisa, Dante, Bruno, my family, that weird mysterious man and his bright orbs. I've met some strange people in my time of existence, but he must be the most mysterious and strange. I roll over onto my left-hand side and begin to fall asleep.

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The morning consisted of boring workouts but a lovely breakfast. A call from Elisa saying she'll be busy today so she can't see me, she apologised but honestly, I didn't mind. I open my curtain and look down at the street, there wasn't many people around, only the bare minimum having a walk with their significant other or with their dog.

I get myself ready in a complete black outfit and head to my uncle's house, it seems too quiet. I knock on the door and Orlando opens it widely, I thank him and glance around the house, where no one is.

That's until I hear uncle Nicolas' voice as well as my father's. I knock on the office door and wait for their response, they must've heard it, it echoed through the hallway, but they're just deciding to ignore me.

"Come in." I hear my uncle's voice and I obey; I open the door as my father stands there staring at me along with my uncle. The room smells like cigarettes and alcohol, along with their male musky scent.

"You smoke?" I questioned my uncle, I know my father doesn't smoke, I knew Bruno did but I had no idea my uncle did too.

He nodded and continued to look down on the large table in the middle of the room which had perfectly straight files placed on it, i lean in closer to take a better look.

"What's this all about?" I ask and both pair of eyes dart at mine, sorry I asked?

What am I supposed to do? I hear them mutter at one another, completely ignoring my question, which only makes me feel misplaced and unwanted.

"Okay then." I say bluntly, but as I reach for the door knob, it already turns, I find Dante and Bruno barging past me. Dante whispers a 'sorry' while Bruno stays the asshole that he is and doesn't apologise. Bruno smells like pure smoke, I'm surprised his teeth aren't bad, he probably smokes five packs a day.

"You called." Bruno states with his breath overpowering me with smoke, he crossed his arms as he began to lean against the wall, I swear that's what he enjoys doing most days.

"Well, now that you're all here we can discuss what needs to be done." Uncle Nicholas stares at all of us as my father takes a seat on a chair and waits for someone to speak.

"Unfortunately, we're running low on money, not incredibly low but for shipments at the dock and warehouse business... It's getting low." My uncle sighs as he seems defeated, his fingers find the bridge of his nose as he begins to pinch it. His brown hair is slicked back but looks un-positioned from his frustration.

"This means what exactly?" Bruno interferes before his father can even finish.

"Well, tonight we're going to have a meal with an old friend of mine, hopefully their business money and can give us some help." A further sigh escapes my uncle's mouth, he didn't like the idea of having help, after all, these mafia men are independent, they don't like to depend on other people... Especially old friends of theirs. We all nodded in agreement.

"I say tonight but we only have a few hours, so dress your best." Once again, we all nodded to agreement and dismissed ourselves from the office. I decide to take myself home and get myself ready for the restaurant meal. Apparently, my mother will be there, same with aunt Maria which is great.

I open the knob on the door that is acting as a barrier between the outside world and my home, I enter the room and walk to my walk-in wardrobe, where I find my dresses hanging upon the wall all neatly on their hangers. I rummage through, trying to find the best dress that I can. I sigh when I don't find anything that satisfies me, until I come across a red dress. I pull it out to look closer at it.

The dress was in front of me, the fabric was silky and soft like silk, the straps were thin like spaghetti but the material was pure, you could tell this dress was made with love, it was perfect. I slip on the dress over my red bra and pant set, the dress hugged on my curves, it looks very flattering and felt so comfortable, it'll be as if I'm walking around with a duvet wrapped around me. I decide to curl my dark hair until it dropped down at my back, I pick up my silver hoops that were sitting beautifully on my trinket, after clipping them through my ears I stood in front of the mirror to observe, they weren't massive hoops, they were the same size as a ring.

I rummage through my makeup bag and find my concealer, mascara and my lip stick. I add a little bit of concealer under my eyes and then applied a thick layer of mascara on my top and bottom lashes until they were completely covered, I'm not into the whole fake lashes, luckily, I have long lashes and mother had blessed me in that department. I unscrew the lid of my lipstick and run the colour over my lips, it was only a nude colour but in my opinion that is the best colour that you could wear. The formula wasn't completely matte, but a soft matte, it felt comfortable and not drying which is definitely what I needed.

I grab my black heels from my wardrobe and sat on the seat in the middle of the room to attach them onto my feet. They fit me comfortably and felt so soft. I finally grab my clutch before checking everything was off and heading out of my apartment.

I stood outside waiting for the limo to suddenly appear, I wait around and looked down at my watch which was glistening under the moon, reflecting its pure diamonds. I watch as a pair of flashlights came ahead closer and closer with each lamp it passed in the street, until the lights got too close it stopped.

I open the limo door where my mother, aunt, Dante and Bruno were all sitting with drinks in their hands already. I took a seat next to my mother at the back of the limo, there is no way I'm driving backwards, otherwise I'll probably puke all over my aunt.

It doesn't take us long to arrive at the luxurious restaurant, we got out of the limo and the smell of fresh pizza dough and fresh spaghetti filled my nostrils, leaving my mind satisfied with what I'll be fed. This is supposed to be a five-star restaurant, so I'm hoping it'll live up to that. But due to the smell, it definitely is getting five stars from me. Plus, I'm a foodie after all.

We open the doors and there stands a waitress at the very front.

"Hi Sir, what can I do for you?" She asks with a large smile on her face, she seems so happy and innocent.

"I have a table booked under the name Russo." My uncle stated proudly and the woman checked through a white piece of paper on the stand.

"Yes, right this way." We all follow her to the large table at the back. The table consisted of neatly placed cutlery and plates, along with a red runner along the table waiting to be ruined. We all took our seats around the table. I glance around the restaurant and notice the dimness it consisted of, there were only a few lights surrounding the perimeter of the restaurant but it felt very cosy.

We all ordered drinks which consisted of alcohol or glasses of coke, my mother had the coke along with aunt Maria, she wasn't a large drinker. I decide to have the red wine, my father and uncle Nicolas had a gin. Dante had whiskey, Bruno... Well, I have no idea what Bruno has.

We all gulped down our drinks and had meaningless conversations regarding our childhoods, when I pinned my cousins down to attack them, showing no mercy. We all chuckled, but we were interrupted with my uncle's voice speaking over us all.

"Ah Mr Antonio Ferrari! How lovely it is to see you!" Uncle Nicolas stood up quickly to greet the small group of people, it was difficult to see their appearances as his broad body was standing in the way.

Uncle Nicolas moved to the left and there was a man, who I think was Antonio, his hair was brown but his eyes were piercing blue, he looked to his right and there stood a woman who looked familiar in age to Antonio her blonde hair was in a bob and her eyes were brown, she gave me a smile as soon as she noticed my glances.

As soon as uncle Nicolas' body moved completely away from the group of people there was a younger man, with blonde spikey hair which seemed familiar, who wore a black buttoned up shirt along with black trousers. I look up at him and notice his stubble...But there was something about his bright blue orbs that were intriguing me.