máfia wish

covers my face, neck and chest, along with

nd wanders, thinking about where I am in my life right now and why am i still stuck here in sin city. at twenty-four years, I am currently living with my parents and trying to put my life destroyed like a train back on track. I am what many would call it a fucking mess. But I must have my life planned at my age? I've heard stories of other people who expects you to go crazy in your twenties, to party and sleep with somebody. If you ask the right people, they'll say I'm on right way. Near the end of the road, I turn right at the open gate and the sight of a Bugatti La Voiture Noire black trips me up. As if my legs tripped over an imaginary rope, I fall into garage, my knees hitting the hot concrete f

ct that he is here. What the hell? -Father! I yell this time, charging down th

nock. Instead, I walk through it, taking a deep breath. My

ble and stinking. "Haven," my dad announces to the room, jumping out of his chair behind from your table. Clearing his t

eyes slowly shift to

n the right and brushed. your awesome charcoal suit with black buttons mat

the same as I remember him.

his arms crossed over his chest, and the gold

as Vegas. Well, or so I thought. My father cleared his throat. "Come here, Haven. I search th

ning? ' I ask a

I turn to face the man who sp

tight white shirt. A cigarette is tucked behind your ear and

teo it was never as funny as i thought it was. I narrow

at's really going on? He glares at Luca's younger brother, then looks at

ring across his face. "Daddy..." I walk over

or the third time. Looking down, I go to pi

deaf? Matteo barks. -I told you. You've been sold. I t

sale and my dad would never do that. Where the hell is Luca?

rches, but I shake my head. Sold? it's not even one option. Th

my bare belly. "We're here to collect. Are you going to marr

eo was a sick motherfucker

step forward, and I hated that. The way he watched him pass through the halls. The way he played them without the their

th her proximity. He smells like cigarettes and hookers. The cheap kind. -And the Bianchini share everything they have. Is he talking about his brother? I almost laugh. Luca didn't want me then and he w

hysterical. His face hardens. "Young man, watch your language.

y father did business with th

like an eternity. She got up and left me alone. He no would go back now. Not

. My heart beats hard in mine chest a

he softness in his tone

ing. This must be a mistake. A misunderstanding. He taps the

. I'm only five

dark blue eyes stare and retreat. "It's done

nd I know I still live in the house him at twenty-four, but I'm not a big deal. He no would do this to get rid of me. He would go? -Not. Married ? With Luca Bianchi? Because now? Because he? I look at his father. "He won't agree to this." He looks me up an

p as I run along the stone path. Then my shoes hit the piece

ch the rock wall. I extend the hand, holding

ng go and falling off my feet. butt. Adding anoth

up from where he was sitting on top. He w