Adaeze Ada Moretti.
27 year old Billionaire.
She's always been the reserved type. The type to take no shit from anybody, even if you are family. She once believed in the, 'three chances, you're done' rule. But that was thrown out the window, once s...
Both Adaeze and Domenico are mixed, incase you guys didn't know. It's just Adaeze inherited her mom's complexion and other physical charatceristics, except her eyes and Domenico mostly inherited his father's.
But they are mixed.
Sometimes, you could fight it and win. Other times not so much.
Live in the moment, no matter what.
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"Voglio che voi ragazzi siano attrezzati e pronti per partire. Ci spostiamo in due." I ordered my team, I receive a round of 'yes, mams'. I take my guns and holster them both on my thighs. I take a of couple knives, I've been trained to use and then I leave the room.
{I want you guys equipped and ready to go. We roll out in two.}
I pull out my phone and call Dom again. Just as the phone was about to go to voicemail, his groggy, yet hoarse voice filtered through the phone.
"Dove cazzo sei, Domenico? Tua moglie è stata rapita e non riesco a contattarti, stronzo?"
{Where the fuck are you, Dominic? Your wife's been kidnapped and I can't get a hold of you, asshole?}
"Hmmmm. A presto, sorella." And with that he hangs up the phone and I'm left contemplating shooting him in the head.
{See you soon, sister.}
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I pull up to the house and step out the car, locking it as I do so and then I'm walking into the house. I take the elevator and punch in level -2. In a matter of three minutes, the door opens and I walk out of it.
