UNFORESEEN LOVE TIES

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id, pinching the edge of his nos

zuela outfit would die. I didn't expect to hear these words. Leonardo held a lot of power in the mafia.He sounded like an unstoppable force and was highly respected in the mafia.He seemed invincible.This shows how naive I am. My tw

r of a Capo.The luxury and power come with a price, and often, that price is freedom. I just have one friend who also shares this type of life. I graduated last year from a p

to get the best political advantag

ssibility of letting me go to university. That's all I've always wanted, to graduate in art histo

your bags!" my

al evenings. I have always loved Venezuela, I only went there a handful of times when Father took us there for meetings or business. Although I was not allowed to leave the

doorstep. It looks like she cried, her eyes injec

ng do we stay so that I know h

black dress, bring some of y

ing to a funer

nd social mee

ring the red dress and another",sai

ght." He disappears in the hallway and in my b

has always been the most handsome brother, the girls in my class have always been excited in front of him. Even if it was a school reserved for girls, they had more freedom tha

make all girls salivate. Mario on the other hand, with his brown hair and brown eyes, is handsom

to thank God that Manuel was not his heir. He is the spare p

wrong?"

death of Leonardo an

ke my

d soldiers because the Belgians will surely strike again. After

s eyes that are now looking out the win

stay t

nd to be the cold murderer that father expects from him,but just like

eter and a half. I make up for this with my thick and wavy blond hair that cascades on my shoulders, the length stopping near my navel. I've always been proud of my eyes, it's my secret weapon. Bright blue eyes with long dark lashes that look even longer with mascara. Freckles are sometimes scattered on my nose and cheeks. Though I've never really liked t