《Stylish, sassy and feisty》Chapter 2 - 𝓕𝓪𝓶𝓲𝓵𝔂 𝓓𝓻𝓪𝓶𝓪
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𝐉𝐚𝐱 𝐏𝐡𝐨𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐱 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐞𝐳. The renowned, brutal and deadly American Mafia Boss. Cops shake when he enters the streets and criminals only have the utmost respect for him. The most lunatic and mad man you will ever meet. He tortures his enemies for days on end letting them beg for mercy all they can. Cold blooded and heartless.
'So what if it is his turf?' I questioned.
'It's dangerous to be on his turf with no protection.' Reese replied.
'and knowing you, you will probably go on a little killing spree' he added.
'Me?' I screamed accused with a shocked face pointing at myself.
'Yes you.' he said pointing at me.
'I'm still going whether you like it or not.'
'Pa is not going to like that at all.' he replied.
'Whose going where?' said my dad while he walked in.
'Reina's going to New York to build a hotel.' Reese said.
'On the Martinez's turf.' he bellowed and then chuckled and then howled with laughter.
'Yeah you're not going anywhere near that turf.' he said abruptly after he stopped laughing.
'Yes I am' I said while walking out and ran towards my mum.
'REINA CLEMENTINE ROMANO. COME BACK HERE.' he said while running out behind me.
I ran on my two little legs to behind my mum who was talking to Ophelia. She kissed my cheeks while I hugged her.
'REINAA' he screamed.
'YOU BEST HAVE A REA-' he stopped as soon as he saw ma's face.
'Vincent, why on God's earth are you screaming at our daughter?'
'She plans on opening a hotel on someone else's turf.' he said.
'So what?' my mum replied calmly.
Blank stares from my father goes unfazed to my mum.
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'He is the most ruthless mafia leader.'
'Ok and what?' my mum said 'Reina is more than capable of taking care of herself and by refusing to let her go on certain place is restricting her full potential. Get over it Vincent, she is the strongest criminal in the underground. She can fight herself.'
'I don't want her to fight herself' my dad said back.
'She's a business owner Vinc, you need to travel.' she replied looking at him.
'Exactly.' I screamed.
'She's not going, Vasilva' he screamed 'end of conversation.'
My mum glared at him.
'Temper temper father' i said.
He stormed off while my mum chuckled at my joke.
'You know sometimes you should listen to your father even if he sometimes talks a load of bullshit' she said turning to me.
'Ehh, i guess i should probably try to but i love pissing him off.' i giggled.
She laughed, 'promise me you will be safe'
'I promise ma'
Later on, I went back to my house and changed my clothes. I wore some ripped black jeans with a black off shoulder top topped with a khaki green jackets. I wore the necklace my dad gave me when I was a child and black and white trainers. I headed to the airport.
'Welcome back Ms Romano.' followed with 'Have a safe flight, Ma'am '
I got comfortable on a seat and fell asleep.
After 10-12 hours, I got off the plane and checked my phone.
Oh shit... eh, I mean my mum can deal with him. I headed towards the house I had rented out. It was a beautiful black interior. Pure love at first sight.
It was still night around here so I guess I could do something I like.
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I wore a greeny turquoisy colour dress which highlighted my figure perfectly and wore white heels. I put on my turquiosy curly wig on. I slipped on my green eye contacts and headed towards the club with the rental car at the front.
A man with hazel eyes and brown hair with a slight beard growing in. I went in and ordered my drink.
'Oh, let me buy you a drink darling' he said while checking me out very baitly. God I was gagging in my mind.
'You sure about that handsom?' i said with a smirk forming on my face.
'Yeah, I'm pretty sure that a sexy lady deserves to be bought a drink.'
'Alright then.'
We had a conversation while drinking.
'Why don't we go on the dance floor?' I offered
'Let's go darling.'
So we headed there. I grinded on him constantly making him go hard and before you knew iit we were at his house kissing.
Now was the perfect time to strike. I took my knife and stabbed him in his abdomen. Then pushing him back on the ground I dragged the knife across his body constantly stabbing. He was bleeding everywhere.
'Pl...ple...please.....st.....'
'Please what?' i said in response while taking my spray can out and spelt 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐁𝐥𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐇𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐫 out across the wall.
'Pl.e...please... stopp....i....didn't.....mean'
And with that I stabbed him instantly and he closed his eyes.
'Should have thought about it before you raped that poor girl.'
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