His at First Sight

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The following events take place from February to December .

This chapter will contain violent descriptions and Bad bitch activities. You have been warned.

Febuary 26th- 2 weeks since Sebasteins disappearance

"Gianna you need to wake up. The ceremony is today" Angela whispered as Gianna raised up in the bed blinking her eyes trying to get used to the light as she looked around the room to see Angela and Angelo standing side by side "Today, I do the talking." Gianna said before standing up and taking off her bonnet as her braids fell down "Are you sure about this" Angelo whispered as Giannas head snapped towards his face "I dont need your sympathy. Not today. Not ever. What I need is the fucking Cyclone twins"

"Koyal and his wife will be there today. They are aware of what will happen" Angela said stammering as she handed gianna the long  veil

"Purple, the color of royalty, luxury, and power" Gianna scoffed before placing it on her head then slipped the long black lacy dress. She took a deep breath before taking two guns and taping them to her thighs "Lets go" She said before walking out of the room and down the stairs before slowly placing the veil over her face

It took two hours to fully arrive and once they did the venue was full. Men and women seated all throughout the chapel looking and staring at the 'mystery wife' walked up to the alter with the twins, charlie, and hearly by her side

the talking began to slow. The room then became so silent you could hear a pin drop. But it wasn't out of fear, but instead out of disappointment. Everyone was ready for Angelo to step up and take charge but instead they got a call from the great Moretti's wife. Huge disappointment they all felt

"One of you men in this very room took my husband away from me. Away from his family, Away from his job. One of the best fucking mafia leaders in you could ever meet yet you took him away from me. I did not want to do this, in fact You all forced my hand. So instead you will be left with the thing you hate most in charge of your fate.

A woman.

But there is nothing worse than a woman in mourning. You all have a choice right here right now to leave, but once you step foot out that door you will no longer be allies of the Morretti Italian Mafia but you will be enemies" Gianna spoke as her voice boomed through the chapel and out of the 400 men and women almost half of them stood up and began to make their way to the door.

But before they could Gianna the twins took out their guns and began to shoot every one standing until blood was splattered on the walls and floor of the fucking place

"There is no way out. Once you are in you are stuck. The only way out is death. You all wanted someone to lead" Gianna spoke breathing heavily through her long purple veil before placing the guns on the stand and bowing

"Here I fucking am" She said laughing before walking out stepping on all of the dead bodies as the The twins followed her

May 2nd- 4 months since the disappearance of Sebatstien

"I've heard about you. They call you the wailing woman" Carlsile mumbled in front of gianna who wore her veil sitting down with blood dried on her hands twirling the knife on her thigh "Why do you think they call me that Carl" She smirked making little to none attention to the pissy man in front of her