Ch.10 Poker Face

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A/N pls vote and comment, I want to see some support, in order to know I am not writing my chapters for nothing, please I want some motivation.




Anastasia POV


After crying and watching the sunset, I realized that I get my tattoo as a symbol of me being apart of the mafia, also that we all have a mission today.



I realized how pathetic I am, why am I even crying, yes he took my innocence, but if he thinks I am a pushover, the girl he met at age 16, we'll he's wrong. I'm seriously done with feeling.


I feel numb.

Emotionless.

Great. That's how I'm meant to live my life.

I decided leaving to go home and changing.

I took a shower to freshen up.

Put on my all black outfit.

And attaching my gun to my hips

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And attaching my gun to my hips.

And putting my knife on the other side of my hips

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And putting my knife on the other side of my hips.

And putting my knife on the other side of my hips

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I got into my car.

I got into my car

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