No Right Or Wrong In Mafia

bed all night. She couldn't

understand how it could be bothering her this much. What Enrique did for a livin

er, that perhaps if someone should overrule the new bos

why she even opened the diner with Tiffany was that she wanted to lead an

her way. What if they are entirely loyal to this new boss and gets herself killed! Undeniably, it would be a cha

re staggering over to her mirror. She used the back of her hand to rub

the back of her mind that she could help and be the answer to this political problem. Bu

most feared Mafia boss to ever rule. She had Enrique's eyes and the same piercing gaze he held that could have any one of his affiliates bow

y was anot

? By the time she opens her mouth to tell them w

vantage right away without even saying a word. Biting down on her lip, Sapphire ventured to her closet

Passport. She had no idea how Enrique could get this done, but he had organized everything she needed to travel and live in the country. She opened the passport as her fingers trembled. Her bl

lieve that she was actually considering this. Perhaps it was a suicide mission, but she

apers, something caught her eyes

in other words, Enrique's gang name of the Russ

ique. It gave her the ultimate claim to the empire. And attached to the paper was a gold

her mother, if she should do this, she had no choice but to tak

but she didn't think he signed his business to her too before his downfall. This only meant that when the men, probably his underboss, learnt of his death, they expected someone else to take over. Obviously, being fifte

r obviously wanted her to do? The thought made her sick, but Sapphire tol

't be living in fear and distress. The last thing Sapphire wanted to do was uproot her life and move to a foreign country where s

that it wouldn'

he definitely needed to know what she was walking into. So, Sapphire went from article to article, reading all about Mafias, n

er article. She didn't know how much time had passed until the ringing of her doorbell echoed through her

ront door, swinging it open as she rubbed the sleep from her eyes. The sunlight caus

always do, but then I remembered that I no longer have a key

ing him to the kitchen, where he in

k turned as he ducked his head in the fridge. Again, Sapphire only

hrough the small space as he leant

ou sti

ere were evident dark circles under his eyes, showing her that he didn't get much slee

es. He was also wearing the purple jacket that he knew was her favourite. Perhaps it was a

ing to relieve him. "I'm not

to analyze it. Her drooping, tired eyes didn't hold any resentmen

d you sleep

snuggled her head to his che

't understand what would've kept her up all

tell him the truth or not. The last time she told him about her fat

en think

ly couldn't get over the f

e by surprise. His raised eyebrows and parted lips showed her this much. "You know what?

think you would ever consider it. You

at has been taking place in Russia has got me thinking. And I found

behind her. She shuffled through the loads of papers in hop

hed as he skimmed over it quickly. Soon, his eyes g

ho

bed. "I got all these things years ago when h

he had been saying. There was onl

You're a fr

e protested.

e eager than Sapphire had expected. She raised an

I can be killed on

un her around. "You don't only have your father

ss," she scoffed. "It

citement. "Look, you don't have to do the dirty work. You c

ld him, pulling away from his embr

out over the past days before remembering the state of panic that citizens have

. "You can do this, Sapphire. You're powerful, strong and everything that a leader should be. You're th

k as her eyes fluttered closed, sl

r that you're not going in today. Then, I'l

subconscious world pulled her