All Chapters of The Love Of Mafia: Chapter 1 - Chapter 10

When I wake up on Tuesday morning I do not plan to wake up being sideways on my bed with the T.V remote underneath my ass. "Grrraaa," I groan. Of course, I can not say words in the morning instead I sound like a human before we learned how to talk. I climb out of bed and pad over to my bathroom and get into my big shower. I shower until my skin is nice and smooth and my hair smells like Lilac, Vanilla, and roses. I Get out of the shower and dry off. I walk to my massive closet and look for clothes. I grab a pair of black high-waisted jeans with a white cropped plain tank top. I grab a pair of vans and a black sweater. I put on a dainty necklace that says peace and some different earrings for my ears. I put my usual rings on that I wear almost every day. I find a backpack and put it around one of my shoulders and run out of my bedroom door. I try to remember how to get to the kitchen. After 10 minutes I have not to find the way out of this maze of a house. I open a door by the laun

I was not expecting the outcome of me meeting the new girl. She is definitely not like other girls at this school. She is the take no shit from anyone girl. She is a girl who is very unique to this town. No one on this island acts is like this female. She is demanding and does not like assholes like me. I decided when she introduced herself that I wanted to get to know her. Just because she is someone who is not scared of me and will not take my bullshit but match it with her own. But when I pushed her against the locker I felt electricity all through my body. It honestly surprised me that this girl is the person who makes me feel alive and ready for the day. I really had to suppress the urge to pick her up and take her against the lockers. My body still has the urge to run after her and fuck her until she can not stand up. My god, I really need a release. She told me her name and I think it is the most beautiful name I have ever heard. Brooklyn Lilac Russo. The new girl, someone

After my meeting with Henry, I went home to get changed for the club. ai got changed into a black button-on shirt, black dress pants, and a black suit blazer with the buttons undone. I also had a few buttons undone on my bottom shirt to show off some of my tattoos and my sculpted muscles. I have a lot of tattoos on my body they each mean something. The one on my bicep is in Latin 'Obsidian est vita mea' which means My life is obsidian. On my back, chest, and stomach I have some tattoos related to my family, my inner gang, and to my gang. I have some on my hands but they represent me and some of the ones on my arm. I leave my room to find my inner gang. I find all of them in the living room drinking some of my very expansive bourbon. "I hope you're going to replace that," I tell them. "Sure but knowing you it is probably 500 dollars or more," Will said. "Fine we will get you a new one but can we go I have some ladies to meet," Sam whined. We left to find a car to take. I decided

"I can not believe that it takes Brooke 20 shots plus a bloody mary to get her drunk," Will says."Yeah, it takes me 5 shots to get tipsy," Riley states. "I can drink about 2 beers than I began getting tipsy," Sam says. "I can drink two beers then I start getting drunk," Will says. "Brian how many until you get drunk?" Riley asks. "3 Bourbons," he says of course he would choose bourbon. "Well, I can usually drink 4 pina colada's before I get drunk," Anna says before taking a sip of her drink. "I usually get tipsy around 4 shots," Emery says. "But Brooke has been clubbing since she was 13.""13 that's very young," I say. "Well she liked going so she would dance till her feet we killing her and drinking until she did not remember a thing," Emery tells me. "Hey, Zach how many drinks till you get drunk?" Will asks."About 4 beers," he responds. All eyes turn to me. "Beer around 6, Skotch 2 glasses, Brandy 3 glasses, Bourbon 1 glass, 15 shots get me a little tipsy, other drinks su

I awake to light knocking on my door. I groan and rub my eyes at the bright light. "What," I shout."Oh sorry, I just wanted to tell you that I and your mother have a surprise for you so can you be home before 6?" dad asks. "Yeah," I tell him. I hear his feet moving from my door to down the hall. I climb out of bed and go to the bathroom I look at myself in the mirror. I have mascara under my eyes. I grab a wipe and remove it before putting on some face oils. I go into my closet and put some clothes on. I decide to wear high-waisted jeans and a white tank top with a gray knitted sweater. I tuck my tanktop into my pants and grab a necklace. I put my hair into a messy ponytail and add a light layer of makeup. I grab a pair of white converse and slip them onto my feet. I then I grab the backpack I wore yesterday and went downstairs to grab some breakfast. When I enter the kitchen mom is not in here so I grab a packet of pop tarts and began to eat it while I walk to my car. I drive