Talia's POV:
We were stood outside of our room and although the mood was playful there was one thing that was currently on my mind. Hand in hand we walked in together and before he could pull me towards the bed I asked, "everything is over now,for real. No more surprises or plot twists, it's over?"
(5 Years Later) Matteo' POV: The shot of espresso I had just taken left a bitter taste in my mouth, I leaned on the ba
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Matteo's POV: Jogging down the staircase of my private jet, I glanced up to see two of my associates standing next to a black Mercedes. I had just come back from a business trip in Italy, to make sure that products were still moving and that my uncle was running things correctly while my father and I took care of things in New York. The Russo's aren't just a family, we're an enterprise. We covered up the illegal side of our business by running legitimate ones like hotels and re
Talia's POV: Sweet baby Jesus. Was that a threat? Did he just threaten me?
Talia's POV: Shit. He hung up. I don't blame him though, losing your father can't be easy.
Talia's POV:Don't freak out. It's okay Talia.Breathe in and then out.Alright, girl, you got this.
Matteo's POV:Today is the day.My adrenaline has been pumping all week in anticipation.
Talia's POV: Was that a gunshot? It sounded like a gunshot.