After 13 years and now on her teenage life, Antonia tried her best to be a normal teenager before taking the big responsibility of her life, to be the leader of Moretti Mafia.
Since she reached the age of 13, everything changed, never she imagined...
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"ACE!"
Antonia's voice boomed across the hallway, caused me to stop abruptly from my walk.
"Don't you dare move or I will punch you!" She yelled, and for the first time, I feel fear for my life.
And the worse is why do I find her voice so freaking sexy?
And in a second my body turned around to face her furious self.
I'm guilty, I admit it.
On the very first day after my father had confessed about this Mafia's thing, the first thing that comes to my mind is how the hell, am I going to tell this to her, Antonia.
If I went ballistic over the fact that I'm the heir of the Spanish mafia, what more she's gonna do if I tell her about it? She might never talk to me again or look at me in different way, unless I have proven myself to her that not all in the Mafia is cruel and heartless.
At lunch, I avoided to look at her lovely hazel-doe-eyes, because staring at it makes me so weak.
On the second day, I found out that Jake and his friends, together with the Redhead girl her father, were all been kicked out from Stanford. I talked to my father about it and he said that it's the right thing to do and it was decided not only by him but with Santiago as well. And so Luke became the new Captain and I, became the Vice to my dismay. I tried to decline it, but most of my team mates pushed me to accept it and said that I deserved it. On that night, the team made a celebration and I can't uninvite myself and believe me or not, I came home drunk as a skunk, that Peter had no choice but to drive me home as I can't drive by myself.
I had a terrible hangover the next day and decided to not to school. My phone was drained and switched off because I forgot to charge it and when I opened it that night, lot of messages and missed calls popped up from Antonia.
12:30 pm, Toni♥️: hello, how are you?
12:15 pm, Toni♥️: are you alright?
12:20 pm, Toni♥️: can I call you? I need to tell something.
12:21 pm: missed call
12:50 pm: missed call
2:20 pm, Toni♥️: I don't know what's happening on you but hope you're okay, please call me back.
3:30 pm: missed call
5:00 pm, Toni♥️: if you reading this, just want u to know that I'm so worried about u.😟
And when I saw the time, it was already 11:00 pm, so late that when I tried to call her back, she never picked it up. I cursed mentally for making her so worried about me. I'm such an idiot for being so reckless, specially about drinking alcohol, knowing I'm not used to that for a very long time.
