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Morgan Rivero is the leader of the most powerful mafia in the country. Romeo Mazzaro, also known as Lucifer, is the leader of the second most powerful mafia, and is rapidly catching up.
Morgan is set to make Romeo, the heartless gang le...
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•Morgan•
I wake up in my new room, sitting up slowly. I use my phone for a while, until I hear a knock at the door. "Come in".
"I've got someone to take you to the mall", Romeo walks in, wearing a black suit, not taking his eyes off of his phone. "You can wear this shirt and these sweatpants; they're too small for me and might fit you", he finally looks up at me. "I'm going to work".
"Thanks", I mumble, but he's already gone. I take a quick shower and change into the clothes. Black sweatpants and a baggy white T-shirt, again. I roll the top of the sweatpants up and tie the shirt, making it a crop top.
Someone knocks on my door as I'm finishing my makeup. "Yeah?"
"Good morning, miss.."
"Morgan", I say, applying mascara, sitting on the floor in front of a full length mirror.
"Morgan. I just came to let you know that we can leave whenever you're ready", the man says.
"Okay, thanks", I stand up, turning to face the man. "What's your name?"
"Jon", he says. He looks like your typical uncle.. if that makes sense.
"I'll be down in a minute".
I walk downstairs after fixing my hair and texting my family. "Jon?"
"Yeah?" He turns around from the couch.
"Well, I was wondering, could I go by myself?" I ask, sheepishly.
"Romeo specifically asked for a guard to go with you", he mentions.
"Why?" I ask, despite knowing why. We're in the mafia, we have enemies everywhere. However, what he doesn't know is that I can handle myself.
"Just.. reasons", Jon says.
"Please?" I ask. "Pleaseee", I whine.
"Okay", he says, hesitantly. "Here's the money and the garage has all the car keys in there", he tells me, handing me a card.
"Yay! Thank you", I grab my phone, running to the garage.
"Oh..my..fucking..g-ah!" The garage door shutting behind me scares the shit out of me. "Woah", I say in amazement. The garage is huge! It has five cars in a horizontal line and one motorcycle. I feel like a kid in a candy store.
The first car is a white Jeep Wrangler, but a nice one, not one that looks like a box.. if you know what I mean. It has black rims and black and white interior.
The second car is a white Bentley continental gt convertible. It has black rims with white outlines and an all black interior.
The third car is a velocity blue gt500 Mustang. It has a black interior, with two blue lines going down the seats, and black rims, with matching blue callipers.
