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Son Of The Mafia

25 year old Krystal desperately is trying to escape from the mob that has kidnapped her. As she is being held captive she meets Riki and he is her only hope to freedom. Riki is the 28 year old son of a powerful Italian mobster,Stefano Marcuzzo,who has dreams of becoming a singer/songwriter but he is held trapped in the mob. When his father kidnaps a young woman she is his only light in the dark and she now relies on him to bring her back home. book contains smut,and swearing. It is in Spanglish and Italian. might have typos and misspells

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Chapter 1

(A/n rq shout out 2 the novela Emperio De Mentiras,and the movies Goodfellas,Scarface,and The God Father,for inspiring me 2 write this story)

I was pissed off as I sat on the sofa waiting for the douchebag,of a boyfriend Alex to show up. He had promised me that we were going to go on a date but he was already an hour and 1/2 late. I was about to pull out my phone and text him but that's when I heard a knock on the door. I opened it and there he was like nothing.

"Where the fuck have you been?" I asked crossing my arms. "Mami don't worry bout it." He said slurring his speech. "Have you been drinking?" I asked. "I can't believe you!" I exclaimed. I noticed a lipstick stain on his left cheek and I faintly smelt women's perfume. "Is that lipstick on your face?!" I exclaimed. "No. I swear bebe I would never cheat on you." He said trying to keep his balance. "Who is the bitch?" I asked. "Que?!" He exclaimed. "Neta piensas que estoy siendo infiel?" He asked. "Si es obvio." I said. "And you know what you can have her. Now get the fuck out of my apartment right now before I beat the shit out of you." I said. "But babe-" I quickly cut him off. "I'm not your baby anymore now get out!" I yelled. I quickly pushed him out of my apartment and slammed the door in his face.

I stomped to my room and got out of my dress. I changed into my black Selena hoodie and put on some ripped blue jeans. I threw on all my random rings and I put on my many bracelets on one wrist and a black scrunchie on the other. I put on some black boots. I had left my makeup on that I originally had on.Eyeliner,eyeshadow,blush,mascara,and lip gloss. I put in all my earrings (my tragus piercing,helix piercing,and my first and second piercings) and my nose ring. I threw my straightened natural dark brown hair with purple tips into a ponytail and straightened my bangs out again and did my sideburn curls.

I decided to take a walk and clear my head and calm down before I murdered someone. I grabbed my phone,my backpack,my keys and my earbuds. I left my apartment and walked down the empty quiet street of Hudson,New York. I put my earbuds in and scrolled through my playlist and played Diosa by Drake Bell. I was walking down the street and singing along to the chorus and I was feeling better already. 🎶Eres una Diosa un pecado pero una experiencia religiosa. Cada que te veo veo. Como una rosa. Entre mas cerquita de mi piel,mas peligrosa. Cada que nos vemos,vemos,ve-ve vemo,vemos🎶