《Kissing Her Scars (+18)》Chapter 4-Si,merda e giusto
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∆ "𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜𝑛'𝑡 𝑚𝑎𝑘𝑒 𝑢𝑝 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑠𝑖𝑛𝑠 𝑖𝑛 𝑐ℎ𝑢𝑟𝑐ℎ. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜 𝑖𝑡 𝑖𝑛 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑒𝑒𝑡𝑠. 𝑌𝑜𝑢 𝑑𝑜 𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑡 ℎ𝑜𝑚𝑒. 𝑇ℎ𝑒 𝑟𝑒𝑠𝑡 𝑖𝑠 𝑏𝑢𝑙𝑙𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑦𝑜𝑢 𝑘𝑛𝑜𝑤 𝑖𝑡" ∆
A/N
Hey guys this is a long chapter with Leo's pov so your welcome hope you enjoy and please don't be a ghost reader comment and vote. Love you ok back to the story
What the fuck lea why aren't you ready?" antonio fumed while i was sitting at my desk signing some files on drug shipments that were coming tonight at the ganghouse or warehouse which i unfortunately had to go and look after.
"Stop calling me lea you dickhead, and to answer your question i have work." i retorted annoyed by the stupid petname, brittney gave me, it doesn't even fucking make sense.
"But why lea, Brittney calls you that" antonio laughed.
"Ok ok, forget that but ARE YOU OUT OF YOUR DAMN MIND!" he exclaimed bursting my ear drums.
"No, thats nicolas not me" i countered still annoyed as to why he's not letting me work.
"Touchè but you jerk did you forget that we have to attend the ball in an hour, caterina's already getting ready and nicolas is waiting in the living room with his date."
Nicolas hernandez the spanish leader of the second biggest mafia in the world and my second best friend after antonio. He was the son of my dad business partner. We met when we were 10 and have been best friends since.
Nicolas, antonio Caterina and i have been more like siblings than bestfriends and after my parents death we had gotten even more closer, we have been trying to find their murderers since the past 7 years but still no leads,
ok back to the ball, we have to attend the ball held by the Usoro's as their daughter inherits their company today, honestly i have no interest but we have to attend to keep our cover intact.
"Merda" i exclaimed remembering the ball or hell as antonio says
"Si,merda e giusto" he nagged
(yes shit is right)
"Now go and get dressed while i do the same, gonna make everyone late that knobhead" he muttered and began walking towards the door
"Bite me you dipshit" i grunted
"Sorry i don't swing that way but our guard gustavo does, should i send him inside?" he went outside teasing
"Fuck you" i shouted after him
"Sorry boss once again don't swing that way" he shouted back
"Asshat" i muttered and went to my room to get dressed i took a quick shower and came out with a towel wrapped around my waist. I saw a suit already sprawled out on the bed, probably caterina's choice. Caterina is like my sister and also my third in command, she is the only women in my life after my mom who i care about. Her parents were killed after which i took her in and trained her to be my 3rd in command as my old 3rd in command and a good friend died during a drug dealing shipment.
I quickly got dressed and styled my hair, wearing a chain with some rings and a watch and walked out to see everyone ready and waiting for me.
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(Leo's suit)
(Antonio's suit)
(Caterina's Dress)
Alright lets move and get this boring ball filled with snobby people over" i grumbled still regretting going and went to hug nicolas.
"Finally lea's here" nicolas spoke making everyone chuckle and me frustrated.
"You told him?" i asked antonio walking slowly towards him
"Well it was too good to keep to myself" he replied walking backwards.
"You plonker" i growled and pulled my gun on him just for fun but he knew that, eh still fun.
"Hey lea come on now keep the gun down, let the poor helpless ant go" nick spoke using the pet name he absolute hated pulling out a gun of his own.
He pointed the gun towards me and winked, i immediately got the message and played along.
"Haha what will you do now, nick's on my side" antonio gloated but boy was he in for a treat.
5,4,3,2,1
We both pointed our guns at antonio "hey that's ' not fair" he whined. We pulled of the safety but he didn't even blink, as he was trained to be my second in command. We both pulled the trigger but immediately aimed it at vases and pulled the trigger making only nicks date scream bloody murder. antonio ,nicolas,caterina and i didnt even flinch a we were aware it was only a game.
"Bitch shut your damn mouth before i rip off your voice cord" antonio spoke in a calm tone annoyed by the high pitch scream. She immediately shut up and walked towards nick clinging to him like those toy monkeys that kids use those that cling to the curtains.
'Baby i was so scared " she sobbed and immediately went full blown crying ripping our eardrums making everyone in the room flinch including the bodyguards.
"Look you putana you better shut up before i carve a few holes in your body after cutting your tongue." caterina replied for the first time swinging her knife in her hand. I simply smirked and looked at nick making a face that meant "really this is your date" he simply shrugged and made a disgusted face when he saw snot running down her face.
"Ok caterina, leo how about we leave the two lovebirds alone and go to the ball, they'll come in their limo" antonio spoke breaking the silence, i smirked and nodded walking towards the limo putting on a cold facade not showing any emotions.
We settled in and catrina told the driver to move.
"Need a drink leo?" catrina asked knowing im going to be in a sour mood all night talking to snobby old people. I nodded and she passed me a glass of whiskey and made one for herself and antonio.
"To surviving 4 hours of hell,cheers" catrina replied in a bored tone and we clinked our glasses downing the drink in a single sip.
"We have reached the estate boss" the driver spoke after approximately 15 mins.
"Thank you mr.brambilla" i replied nodding towards him
"My pleasure Mr.Giovanni" he smiled and left.
We allowed the valet to check us and went inside the historical estate covered in black and red decor.
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"Ladies and gentlemen welcome to four hours of snobby rich people or as i like to call it hell" antonio muttered in a hushed tone making us nod in agreement.
A waiter passed us holding champagne glasses in a tray, each one us picked up but catrina picked up two and downed it like tequila shots. Antonio and i looked at each and then at catrina.
"What , if i have to survive this i need alcohol." she muttered putting her hands in surrender. We shrugged and nodded downing our own glasses.
"Lets do this bitches" antonio shouted resulting in people looking at us like we're crazy.
"Shut up you asshole" catrina whisper-yelled and i shook my head at his actions.
After About a hundred years of standing and other business coming to talk Mr.Usoro went up the stage and tapped on the microphone gaining our attention.
"Good evening ladies and gentlemen, thank you for coming today. Today i am utterly proud to introduce my daughter Isabella Rosa Usoro , my eldest daughter, who will be continuing my family's legacy by inheriting the Usoro Industries today on her birthday. Ladies and gentlemen please welcome my daughter Isabella Rosa Usoro.
Just as he finished the lights went off and claps were heards, i diverted my attention to grab another glass of champagne so i could atleast pretend to be interested in ms.daddy's girl, her name said it all.
I grabbed a glass of champagne and took a sip when i heard her smoky voice.
"Good evening ladies and gentlemen, im Issabella Rosa Usoro daughter of Antonio and Bianca Usoro". As she said those words my breath got stuck in my throat i slowly turned around and saw the most mysterious stormy grey eyes mixed with different emotions, but as she spoke her eyes shone of proudness. I was so mesmerized by her mysteriousness and beauty that i never noticed antonio elbowing me.
"What?" i asked in a whisper. "The russian mafia leader is here and staring at you" my blood boiled at those words as i stared at the leader Natalya Ivanov , the russian mafia has always been our no.1 enemies since centuries. I quickly looked away and put on a blank face focusing back on the smoky voice and stormy eyes that seemed to gain my attention like no one could.
"Today i gladly announce that none of you businessmen and businesswomen will have to deal with my whiny father and his tantrums" everyone chuckled when her father replied "hey". She simply laughed and i felt a weird feeling at the pit of my stomach. Her laugh made me want to smile, not smirk like i usually do but smile and make her laugh like there was no tomorrow. I wanted to hold her in my arms and tell her how her eyes shine and how her voice was like dripping honey making me the bear craving it but not just during hibernation but for the rest of my life.
I snapped out of my thoughts when Antonio and Caterina muttered
"Uh fucking oh , Brittney twelve o clock" they both muttered together
I looked to my right and see Brittney coming towards me.
Brittney Colombo, her father owns the Colombo industries but come 5th in line. She has been trying to fuck me since the past 3 years and yet hasnt succeeded. She has shown up at my house numerous times forcing us to hide our weapons and to hide our real business, she's a real pain in the arse.
"OMG lea baby you're here" she spoke in a high pitched tone that sounded like a dying cat making us cringe. I looked at Caterina and Antonio for help but they both finger saluted and mouthed sorry boss and left leaving me to handle her alone. Those fucktards im going to shoot them, if my ears ever survive her high pitched voice that is.
"Brittney, pleasure to meet you " not a fucking percent, her voice lets nails scratched on a board sound better.shudder, "please do not call me lea Brittney"
"Hey baby what do you say wanna get out of here?" she asked standing with a hand on her hip, she bended a little forward trying to look hot i think but ended up looking like a dismantled cat completely ignoring my comment.
"Brittney i already told you no, now if you excuse me i need to wash my eyes with bleach and clean my eyes with windex" i muttered and left in search for the mysterious grey eyed beauty.
I saw her at the bar with a glass with vodka talking to someone around my age. I walked towards them and eavesdropped and heard them talking well more like the guy trying to flirt with my Bella and bella humiliating the guy.
" Happy birthday Ms. Usoro" the guy spoke shaking her hand which I'm pretty sure we're soft like Cotton candy. Ok I need to stop
"Why thank you Mr.Rodriguez hope your enjoying the ball." She replied politely which put a small smile on my face, I quickly recovered as I realised that I just smiled because of a girl. What was she doing to me?
"I certainly am, now what do you say I make your birthday even more happy" he flirted which made my blood boil, why was he after my girl.
Shut up you dick head she's not your girl. You don't even fucking know her. The annoying voice in the back of my head said
Not yet but she will be, atleast I hope so.
"Why are you leaving?" She asked making what's his name's smirk immediately drop and her smirk widen. "That's my girl"
"Not your girl you asshole" my subconscious ruined it,
Whatever
He walked away and I chuckled but immediately shut up and went to the other side of the bar not wanting to get caught. I sat at the bar and ordered a drink.
"This is gonna be a long night." I muttered with a small smile on my face.
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Hey guys hope you liked it. Please comment and vote
I love Antonino how about you?
Ok that's it for today until then
Adios Bitches
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