Mafia Retaliation Queen

eived the priest's inheritance at twelve, I had devoted

k follower, unlike mafia and hitman assassins,

es, we often wondered why eve

d's. I pried his lips open and tried to use my tongue to push the pill into his mouth. But it didn

ill get better at

d his mouth with

his brows furrowed more. Feeling guilty, I gently pressed his throat to e

ge plan. I searched around the Gambino manor and fina

stuffed it into my backpa

mbarrassing ordeal yesterday, their laughter grating. I ignored

iced his light brown hair and beautiful chocolate eyes as I lifted my fac

something

n up for me before now, I decided to follow him. As soon as I reached the corner... Elon placed his ar

he parking lot. You looked diffe

parkin

r guys that very night. They were my class

want to t

this. His face da

but why should he? Just because I wasn't s

gnoring his mood swings, I pushed him aside and returned to the cla

I saw her enter the bathroom and glanced around. Fortunately, nobody noticed us. This was my chance for revenge. I quickly took out the burlap sack from my backpack, walked

ophie was. No wonder she need

me out or face t

from my teacher, I knew where to hit to cause pain without serious injuries. Each punch made Sophi

d as if nothing happened. I felt elated despite break

e, "Dad is back." She dropped her facada, her face became mean, "he wants me to bring you

Stephen Graham, "Dad" or meet Laura's grandfather, even if they were my blood relatives. I had never seen

Laura and, in return, would help me get a

at Laur

now was no different from when her mom proposed the deal. Sudde