When the most feared South Korean Mafia Boss, falls for a Black beauty.
Him-chan a powerful ruthless Mafia king from South Korea, well known for he's Gang and violent activities in Seoul South Korea and New York, finds himself falling for a black b...
Every man need's a woman when his life's a mess Because just like the game of chess, the Queen Always protects the King.
- Tony A. Gaskins Jr
"Imani wake up love", a sweet loving motherly voice pulls me from my dreams. I slowly opened my eyes and my heart warmed up by the beautiful sight of my mother in front of me. Her smile was so sweet and heavenly I was so happy to have found her.
"Amore mattutino", as she said, I rose from my sleeping position and sat up straight. I rubbed my morning eyes and smiled back at my mother who was sitting on the bed in front of me.
Translation: Morning love
"Mamma del mattino", I great her back with a whole hearted smile.
Translation: Morning mom
"Go get ready and come have breakfast, va bene amore mio", she stated and we both rose from the bed.
Translation: Okay my love
I nodded my head and pulled her into a warm hug. She pulled back and gave me a smile, then she walked off, but before she could leave the room I stopped.
"Mamma" I called out to her.
"Si pesca", she said as she turned around to look at me. She gave me the nickname the first day she met me, I told her I didn't like peaches and just like Malik she gave me the nickname peaches.
"Mi chiedevo perche parliamo in Italiano, non abbiamo altre lingue?" I've been wanting to know this ever since I got here, I mean mom and dad are black, you would assume they knew more, or am I wrong?
Translation: I was wondering why we speak in Italian, don't we have other languages.
"Parliamo Italiano perche fa parte anche della nostra cultura, lo sai che sei misto vero?" she replied with a small giggle and left the room. I'm 'mixed ', what else about myself do I need to know.
Translation: We speak Italian because it is also part of our culture, you do know you are mixed right.
I walked to my bathroom and turned on a hot shower, I then slid out of my silk pajamas and let the fall down to the ground. I got in the shower and let the hot water glide down my skin, I sighed in relief and let my body relax under the water. Today was wash day, God did I hate these days. My curly hair was unbearable and I hated when it was wet, if I stayed to long in the water my hair would shrink.
I grabbed the bottle of shower gel, which was scented with Jasmine Petals & Coconut Milk. I poured it onto my loofah and began to wash my body, the scent stuck onto my body like paint on an acrylic paper. After washing my body, I grabbed my Vanilla Scented Shampoo and started washing my hair. I finished rinsing my hair and I stepped out of the shower, I grabbed my soft comfy cotton towel and rapped it around my hair, then I took another one and rapped it around my body.
I walked over to the sink, with my body still dripping with water. I took my toothbrush and squeezed some toothpaste onto it and I started brushing my teeth. After I finished with my wash routine, I dried myself and walked out of the bathroom and into my walk in closet. Grabbing some of the stuff that I had, I wore a white shirt and a red champion tracksuit with white Joran 4 Retro Metallic Red 4.
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