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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•
"Uncle Ro-Ro, can we go somewhere", Brooklyn jumps on Romeos lap.
"What's the time?" He sits up.
"14:27pm", I say.
"Okay, where do you want to go?"
"Bowling!" She exclaims.
"Really?" Romeo whines.
"Yes! And I want Morgan and Hayley to come too", she grins, wrapping her small arms around Romeos neck.
"Fine, okay. But, you need to ask them first", he nods in our direction. She giggles, hiding her head in his chest.
"I don't wanna. You ask them".
"Okay fine. Do you guys want to come?"
"Sure", I say, looking at Hayley for her answer.
"Uh, I gotta go. I'm sorry", she gets up, discreetly winking at me in the process. "Bye".
"Let me go change", I say, standing up.
"I wanna come", Brooke exclaims, but Romeo holds her back.
"No, let her change in peace", I turn around and see her pouting.
"No it's okay. You can help me pick out what to wear", I say, holding my hand out for her to take.
"Yay!" She jumps up, running up to me, taking my hand. I pick her up as we walk into my room. "Your room is pretty", she grins as I place her on my couch, turning the TV on for her.
"Thank you", I say, walking into my closet. "Should I wear this", I hold up a baggy 'Calvin Klein Jeans' T-shirt in one hand. "Or this", I hold up a plain black hoodie in the other. Brooke turns around, looking at the two pieces.
"Umm, that one", she points to the T-shirt. I throw it on my bed, putting the hoodie back.
"Okay, these", I hold up a pair of blue jeans. "Or these?" I hold up a pair of grey, ripped jeans.
"Those", she points to the grey jeans.
"Okay, finally. This", I hold up a red flannel. "Or this?" I hold up my favourite black, denim jacket.
