Advantageous: an adjective meaning, to increase the chances of success which involves a favourable circumstance.
In order for one thing to go right a series of events had to happen prior but I suppose this is just the mafia life style.
Every family...
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A L E X A N D E R
My body was burning with passion and hatred as we walked towards the cellar were our little friends was being held. He had the nerves to touch our baby sister, my Ezzie. Our whole family were here except the younger kids who went to school.
Much to there displease
The yells of people could be heard as we walked down, confidence surrounded us and matching smirks all on our faces. He wont get off free for laying his hands on the British mafia princess.
The room was tense the minute we walked in, he knew why we were there and he knew he was going to die at the hands of the Gray family.
His head snapped up as the door opened, fear coerced though his eyes.
Good he should be scared
"P-please don't do this" he begged
I scoffed "we haven't even started and your already begging"
He looked down shamefully, he knew what he was in for the minute he set his hands on my sister.
"Who are you working with?" Grandad asked calmly
This can't be good- he's calm too calm
He didn't answer, Noah and I walked over to the table multiple torture devices filled it as I pondered in amusement.
This was going to be fun
The knife fit perfectly in my hands as I stalked over to him, my grin never leaving my face as I thought about what I'm going to do.
The rest of my family watched as I walked over, I was enraged. He had the audacity to try and kidnap my little sister.
I've only just gotten her back
I threw the knife up in the air catching it swiftly, he looked at me and gulped. I haven't even started and he's already scared.
Plunging the knife in his thigh I was rewarded with a scream, it was music to my ears.
I stabbed over and over again. His screams turning into sobs, he was weak. Pathetic even.
"Who wanted my sister" I roared
He didn't reply, Noah came over and punched him the jaw again not saying anything.
Dad walked over and signalling for me and Noah to step back which we did, I may be the don but he messed with dads little princess.
He was relentless, not leaving a single strand of hair unharmed. Dad was ruthless in his don days so everyone knew he could be bad
