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Davina Romano is quite an exquisite woman. Being one of the most famous assassins in the underworld, she made her name by being absolutely ruthless in any way possible. She's been taught to be absolutely closed off, and to show little emotio...
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D A V I N A
I follow Mom to wherever she went, and just stand awkwardly as I watch her talk to herself stressfully.
"Shit, should've brought a snack." I groan, plopping myself onto the floor.
"How could he fucking do this to me? I mean yeah, I'm not faithful myself either, can't just fucking expect me to be some innocent wife that doesn't have a high sex drive-"
"Okay, let's not." I shiver at the thought.
"Did you know, when I was in labor with you, the son of a bitch fucked four nurses and some girl waiting for a fucking heart transplant."
"Shit, did she die?" I frown.
"Yeah, a few minutes after he came," She paces, "Inside her, might I add."
"Jesus fuck."
"Yeah, he paid the nurses off though, said it was too late so she died because of her heart or whatever."
"Ya' know, hear me out," I start, "Let's kill him."
"Honestly, I agree. I can finally start a whole new life with-" She stops herself before she could continue.
"Oh shit," I laugh, "Who's the new man, my dear mama?"
"Not man." She whispers.
"Woman?" I gasp, shocked, trying hard to cover a smile.
"Shit, who?" I ask, "Better not be fucking Valentina, because I would kill you for hurting Santi."
"Jesus, fuck no. Who do you think I am?" She gasps.
"You did sleep with my boyfriend.." I mumble, scratching my head.
"That doesn't count." I roll my eyes at that.
'That doesn't count,' my ass.
"Her names Taylor." She blushes at the thought.
"Shit, you blushing?" I laugh hard, never seen her blush so hard.
