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“My family was murdered in our house. It was a gang initiation.” “It was the year the Ravagers shot up a whole neighborhood block, wasn’t it?” “Yeah. It was. When you came into power, they were the first gang you kicked out of the state. “You punished them, didn’t you Sailor Viper?” She snorts at me. “I didn’t peg you for a Sailor Moon fan.” “Oh yeah. The outer senshi are my favorite. My wife used to say I’d make a great Starlight. I told her I’d make a better Sailor Pluto. She couldn’t even argue.”

, I say then asks, “If you could have a superpower what would it be?” “Invisibility. What superpowers would you want?”, he answers then asks. “Super speed!”, I answer excitedly. “What is your favorite tv show?”, I ask. “The Big Bang Theory. What’s yours?”, he asks. “Lucifer; favorite movie?”, I ask. “Black Panther. What’s yours?”, he asks. “Creed; Favorite kid show?”, I ask. “Lilo and Stitch!”, he answers without hesitation. “Your’s?”

Vanessa has always been her own person, though I would like to make her my sister and bring her into the family, she can be rather… well, wild. Now that I think about it, she thought Niko handling our son was the ‘sexiest thing ever’ Vincent and Niko are somewhat similar, physically. Niko is more quiet and cold, while Vincent is brooding and a bit of an asshole if you’re the kind to get offended easily. But that doesn’t make him less attractive in the least, I think if you like them bad, he's right up your alley.

We had come to a stop at the manor, but neither of us made a move to get out as our eyes locked. “You sound like a supervillain.” I said, trying to break the intense feeling before I said something I shouldn’t. “They say a villain would sacrifice the world to save you. A hero would sacrifice you to save the world.” “I’m no hero then.” “No.” I smiled. “You’re my villain.” “Your villain.” Damiano sounded pleased. “You’ve got the car for it, anyway.” I gestured to his Bugatti La Voiture Noire we were in. It was the sexiest car I had ever seen. “Oh! That reminds me, do you remember how you said I can try your car?”

He started to shake his head. “Valentino might look all hard but he is just a dummy when it comes to sacrificing for the people he loves. Trust me, I’ve witnessed it with my own eyes, and the poor boy always get hurt. I am sick of seeing him hurt.” He drew in a deep breath as if trying to hide some kind of emotion. “Vicente is a complete no. He is just too delicate. Way too delicate for me to risk him.” “Now you’re speaking like we’re just mere things to you.” I scoffed as he watched me for a while in silence.

But pity doesn’t suit me. Then there was Valerio. Ah, Valerio. My favorite dog. Always snapping at my shadow, always pretending he wasn’t afraid. He thought he could own me, the idiot. Thought he could make deals behind my back, turn Leona into a bargaining chip. He didn’t understand — she wasn’t leverage, she was legacy. Mine.

” “I look at him, his staring too.” “Who the hell is that?” I asked.” His eyes go wide. Like, like you seriously don't know?” “i don't know people.” I add.” That's Machado Lorenzo. The Pablo Machado. Cosa Nostra.” Still not impressed. “He's the most feared Mafia Boss alive. Just looking at him makes my hands sweat,” Carl said, trembling. “Still don't care. “I hate him,” I mutter, Just as a lady in red passed by.

"But it's not true that I hurt her! She went into the restroom and poured water on herself!" "And you don't have the right to hurt her--" i cut him off with a slapped " but you especially don't have the right to hurt me. Fuck you!" "I love you, Sedrick, but that doesn't mean I would hurt a crazy person like your girlfriend!" "You know me since we were kids. You know I keep my feelings to myself! You're so stupid for believing a woman you just met over your friend of twenty years!" "And you, you fucking liar! Since you want to be crazy, let's make it real!"

Why would he have had anything related to my mother? " Because Marco Marillo was a son of a bitch who loved too many women at the same time, if it was pretty and a woman, he felt like he could have it and he would pursue it no matter what" Valeria said with pure venom in her voice as she folded her arms, i looked at her face to see nothing short of hatred in her eyes= it vwas pure, it was raw and it filled her eyes in that moment

Even though he was an asshole for blackmailing me, which he admits, there's this part of me that wants to embrace the feelings I have for him. "I love Fratelli's," I say, grabbing a second slice. My attempt to direct conversation elsewhere. Archer nods. "It's good, for sure. What's your favorite food?" "There are way too many to decide." "Okay, what about a favorite type of food, like Italian or Asian?" "Mexican hands down." I shrug. "I maybe Mexican and that makes me biased, but I love a good tamale or burrito. Italian is close second, though."