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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•
"Get up", Romeo walks into my room, throwing a bag on my stomach. I grunt, sitting up as I put the bag beside me. "My mom is having a family dinner and she said I have to bring you. There's a dress in the bag and I've arranged for you to go and do whatever you have to do with your friend in-", he looks at his phone. "Thirty minutes".
"Uhh, okay. Thanks?" I say, confused.
"Welcome", and with that, he leaves.
Once I'm ready, Jon takes me to meet Hayley at the mall. He stays behind, discreetly; Romeo's orders, of course. We walk around for a while before Hayley informs me of our appointment. "We're going to get our eyebrows done, then our nails".
"Why?" I furrow my eyebrows. "We only do that for special occasions".
"Yeah", she drawls. "But, don't forget your mission", she whispers, mimicking the word 'mission' because she hates the word, for some reason. She says it's 'cringy and childish'. I roll my eyes at her, continuing to walk.
We make it to the store where we're getting our eyebrows done. Hayley drags me over to the counter, getting the woman's attention, "hi".
"Hi, I have an appointment to get my eyebrows threaded and she has one to get her upper lip threaded", I look at her with wide eyes. I've never got my lip threaded before, but I heard it hurts.
"Oh, yes", she types on her computer. "Take a seat and someone will be right with you", we take a seat and I lightly hit her arm.
"What?"
"Threaded? That shit hurts", I whine.
"It'll be fine", she waves me off. I don't need my eyebrows threaded because I made the glorious decision of getting my eyebrows microbladed. That basically means I got my eyebrows semi tattooed. Not that they needed them, it's just easier.
Once we finished, we went to the nail salon. I just got mine white gel whereas Hayley got a sapphire blue, to match her eyes. "Can we go now?"
"Yes, but", she drawls. "You have to let me do your hair nice", I roll my eyes at her OTT-ness.
"Relax, it's not like I'm going anywhere fancy. I don't need to get all dolled up".
"This is important. How else do you think you're going to complete this. If his parents like you, he will like you".
"I'm not sure it works like that.. but okay", I sigh in defeat.
