Broken Morales

Chapter 1 ~ Pilot

Rose De León

I am going to kill some body. No joke. 

I mean I do it all the time so It wouldn't make a difference but this time, oh this time I am really gonna kill some body. 

I can't find my phone charger. 

My stupid phone is at 5 percent since I am so forgetful to charge it and now I can't find my charger. I'm going to kill somebody. 

If this thing dies and I get an important phone call or text, not like anyone calls me or texts me anyways, I am going on a killing rampage.

"por el amor de dios" I mumble under my breath as I flip through all my pillows that are on my bed. Translation- "For gods fucking sake" (Its in Spanish)

I go through every single damn drawer I own and nothing. Absolutely nothing but clothes. 

I FOUND IT. I freaking found it. No need to go on a murder rampage. I feel kind of sad about that actually, I was kind of looking forward to murdering a bunch of people for the fun of it. 

I belly flop down on my bed and stretch out all my limbs like a starfish. I plug in my phone and the little charging notification pops up. I sigh of relief and lay my head down on my pillow. 

My door opens and Rebecca comes around the corner. "Hey, were you a sleep" She asks, coming over and sitting down on the edge of my bed. "Nope, I was too busy looking for my damn phone charger to sleep" I groan and sit up. 

She looks down at her hands and then back at me. She doesn't look happy. "What is it now" I ask her gently. She bites her bottom lip, trying to hold back a sob. "I'm so sorry" She sniffles. 

"Sorry for what? You didn't do anything wrong" I pull her into my arms and rub her back. Rebecca and I have always been very close growing up so I hate seeing her upset. 

"Dad gave me the business end, which means you get the marriage end. I swear I had nothing to do with it and I know that you don't want to get married. I'm so sorry Rose" She sobs into me and my heart crushes. 

I don't want to get married. I never have, it's just not for me. But I also didn't want to be the CEO of the De León industries, you get eaten alive over there. I know Rebecca will do amazing as CEO, she has got all the skills for it and she can be so damn bossy some times. 

"It's not your fault, dad is an ass hole. You will do great as CEO. I can already see you bossing everyone around and telling them what to do" I chuckle, making her laugh a bit. 

"But what about the marriage" She sniffles as she pulls away from the hug. "I will get married, if that's what it takes for the family then I will do it, I don't mind and I don't need you to worrying about that" I reassure her, she just nods in response. 

"Dad also wants to see you in his office, I just thought I would come up here and give you and heads up for whats about to come" She sniffles and wipes her nose with a napkin that was on my nightstand. Gross. 

Now she's probably gonna get sick and die a horrible death. I wonder if that means I can have her clothes? 

"Okay, Ill head down now" I sigh, walking over to my dresser and pulling out a sweater to put over my t shirt and shorts that I am currently wearing. All the guards in this place are fucking pervs and I don't want them looking at my goodies. 

I bet they would love tha- Stop

"Don't tell him I told you please" Rebecca stands up from the bed. I nod and walk out the door. 

If I die, who gets to decide where my body goes? I think I need to write down where I want to be buried just so they know. That's a good idea, I'm gonna do that later. 

Anyways, back on topic. 

I find his office and knock lightly on the door, kind of hoping he won't hear it so we don't have to go through this whole thing. But he hears me. "Come in" He grumbles. I push the door open slowly and walk in. 

"Rebecca said you needed to see me" I fiddle with hands from being nervous. My father can be a horrible man at times but other times he can be nice, you never know with him so you always have to watch what you do or say around him just in case. 

"Yes, sit down" He gestures to the chairs in front of his desk. I reluctantly sit down in one of the chairs. "As you know, in the mafia there is two options of a lifestyle. Marriage and being CEO of the family company if you have more than one sibling and since you are a twin its perfect" He reminds me, like I need reminding. 

I scoff in my head at the word family. My father doesn't see us as family, he sees us a servants to him. Not daughters. Not blood. Not anything but servants and workers. 

He owns the Spanish mafia and that's all he cares about, not his 'family'. Hell, we aren't even Spanish we just know how to speak it. That's it. 

"Well your mother and I have decided that your sister should be the one to go into the business and CEO side because she is already very good at it. Which means you need to marry the leader of another mafia" He informs me, but I already know. 

I have been waiting for the day they finally decided who goes where for a while now. Which means I have also done my research. It turns out my mother has an older sister, she got picked to do the CEO side and my mother got picked form marriage. That's where my dad came along. 

"Okay" I utter, making sure to not sound rude just in case he is having an off day "Can I know what his name is" I ask worriedly, I want to know who I am stuck marrying but at the same time, I don't want to know. 

"Cyrus Romano" He utters likes it nothing. But its not nothing. 

Cyrus Romano owns the Italian mafia. Everyone knows who he is but at the same time, they don't know him at all. Nobody knows anything about him, just that owns the Italian mafia and that he's one of the most ruthless killers there is. Everyone hides from his shadows and piss their pants in his presence. 

Cyrus Romano is also going to be my husband. Great. 

Chapter 1 thoughts?? Its only going to get better, trust me. 

Word count: 1160