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CHARACTERS

Aile Andrea

The next heir to the Italian Mafia.He has a masculine look with tattoos all over his body. He has an ocean blue eyes. His hair is curly which brings out his siren eye out. His jawline is sharper than a blade.

Chloë Britney

The female lead character of this story.She is a blonde girl with a little curly hair.She has hazel eyes.

Marco Andrea

Aile's younger brother,who he is just a year older than.

Gianna Andrea

Aile's younger sister.

Vincent

Aile's best friend.

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Aile

"Oh shit" I groaned under my breath when I saw the cops surrounding us. I knew this was a setup. "We are doomed" I heard Vincent spit this out through the com I had in my ears.

I can't stop them because this is not Italy.I don't have power yet so it's worth nothing. Papa can free me but I don't want him to know about the shit I've caused. Otherwise I'll look weak in his eyes.

I'll prove to him that I can do things on my own.

That bitch knew all this would happen.

"Hands up!" One of the cops said from behind. I didn't hesitate to raise my because all my shit had come to an end.

What if papa hears this?I have to lie to him that I might spend a long time in New York before flying back to Italy. I'm fucking terrible at lying and especially to the most powerful mafia don in Italy.

I watched as the man cuffed my hands and pulled me into his dumb car. I was going to be detained in prison for some time and who knows what will happen next.

The heir to the Italian mafia being imprisoned. That's a piece of shit that hits my head the most plus the annoying sound this car is making.

Igor is fucking dead once I get out of this shit hole. He is the Russian Mafia that keeps bothering the peace of me and my family. Papa gave me one job to kill him and I blew it up. Or should I say he screwed me.

The car pulled up at the police station and I got out. They led me inside and met the head police officer." Who are you?" He asked. I'm the mother fucking heir to the Italian mafia but I can't tell him that.

"Since you are not saying anything-

I interrupted, " I'm Aile Andrea."

"Do you noticed you just killed 5 innocent blood just an hour ago?"Wanna know how many I've killed so far? Huh? I just stared at him and he looked at me as if I were a lunatic.

"Are you mentally fit?" He stabs me with this annoying question. " I'm perfectly fine" I said in a lower tone.

"This case is beyond the police service so the reporter suggested sending you to court".

I looked at him shocked.What is he doing? Hasn't he seen enough that I'm tired of haunting him down? I mean it, I'm tired. After all, it's my father who has a problem with him, not me.

"You need to get yourself a lawyer before next week, everything has been arranged" he says and leaves without my opinion on the decision.

Did he say lawyer? And where I'm I going to get one? "Wait!!" I scream on top of my voice. "Can I make a call with someone right now and it's urgent".

I dialed my one and only childhood friend that is more than a family member to me. He is the only one I could think of. I know he really wants to save me but the police station is out of bounds.

Vincent pick the fucking call. I get it he doesn't take calls especially when it's from unknown numbers." Hello?".

" Vincent it's me Aile" I replied

" Sorry bro but you know the police station is out of bounds- " I know but I also need your help" I interrupted him and paused for a while.

" I need a lawyer, he sent the case to the court" I continued."Fuck Igor " he shouts on the phone and the officer turned to me "sorry" I murmured and return to the phone.

" I need one as soon as possible. I want to see you here tomorrow morning with the lawyer too, good bye" I ended the call.

I was sent to a cell and was forced to sleep on a hard metal surface. I miss home so bad. Memories of my past hit me as I slept on my hard bed.

I was woken up by the sound the cell keys made when a man was trying to open it. Oh fuck I have a new roommate.yay. I sarcastically closed my eyes.Then I heard footsteps getting nearer to my bed or should I call it my stone. Ha. I laughed in my head and a little came out eventually.

"You have a visitor." He said and I opened my eyes only to meet him.

Vincent is always trustable."Be there in a minute" I said because I felt lazy to get up at that moment. Pains gripped me as I tried hard to get up.

It must have been from the bed.

"Been here for five whole minutes and I have heard no sound from you, thought you had a breakthrough last night" he jokes and hugs me tightly.

"I bailed you out" he said as he tried to adjust his shirt after the long hug.

"You what?" I questioned as if I still wanted to stay there for a minute." You should have told me from the start" I joked.

I took a slow look at him and I could see his eyes baggy and a little dark circles around it. He had stayed up all night.

"So about the lawyer" I said and we led our way out of the shit hole.

" I've booked an appointment with the most powerful lawyer". He said in an assuring tone.

"Great then" I said and we sat in his Lamborghini car and headed back to the house. The silence that broke was comfortable as I laid my eyes out of the window trying to cope with what life has brought me.

Finally he broke the silence." Marco called me since you were ignoring his calls" he spits out. " What does he want from me? " I questioned and the silence broke again.

" He wants you to come back to Italy any moment from now because you left something undone". He says as his eyes trails from the wheel to meet my eyes.

"Can't he do it himself ? Well tell him I would be staying for a while in New York as well as papa too." I concluded.

We had finally reached the house and I headed to my bedroom quickly.

The other men were busily training in the other room.

I entered and closed the door behind me as I walked straight to the bathroom to take a cold bath. I had to dress some wounds as well.

I took my shirt off standing in front of the full length mirror tracing the blood that ran down from the wound from being stabbed by one of his men. It was a light stab because I escaped it quickly.

Frustration and anger creeped into head when the days were still slowing down. I need to get out of here.

I slept after the bath to skip my misery. Sleep does really solve about 50% of our problems(according to me). There is where you fantasy about how you want the world to treat you.

I woke up early on the day of meeting my lawyer. I knew my case was indefensible but I still want to give it a try. Killing five people at the spot isn't a bad thing right? That's what you would say if you are in a mafia world.

But he or she is not supposed to know I'm in the mafia. I have to lie to make my way throughout the interview.

Papa already knows I couldn't kill Igor but he doesn't know the trouble I'd cause after the try.

I wore a simple cloth and sat in the car as Vincent sent us to the lawyer's office.

What if the person fails to be my lawyer? These thoughts started creeping in my head which made me a little nervous.

"Don't worry she's perfect" Vincent says. Wait did he say she? Oh great, my life is about to get ruined. A girl lawyer can't be corrupt. If it were to be a man it would be fine since he would need that money for his needs.

But girl lawyers always fight for justice.( Not trying to cause a great competition but girls are more emotional than boys).

"A woman?"I questioned. "Yes and do you know something? For records sake it's been known that she has never been defeated by anyone,isn't it great?"he looked at me then I saw his lip tilt up.

I sat quietly in the car with my head being loaded with shit thoughts.Lets just hope for the best. Me being optimistic about this.

We reached our destination and entered the building.All I saw was us entering into a room that was a little isolated from the others.

I bet she's a social freak too. "Hello" Vincent greets her as I close the door behind us. I turned to see a young lady seated in front of an office table with her laptop on it. Her skin was glowing as the sunlight from the window trailed down her skin revealing her hazel eyes.Her blonde hair shiny like gold.

She looks young which I thought would make everything easier but nope. Age is just a number though.

"Hi! Mr. Vincent" she replied as she moved her eyes from the screen to Vincent then later to me." Take your seat" she says as a little smile shoots up on her face.

"I guess you are Mr. Aile" she says as she flaps her laptop and draws a file from a drawer."I'm Miss Chloe Britney" she claimed.

She offered us coffee but we refused it which I hope didn't hurt her. " Mr. Aile, is it true you killed five people?" She simply asked as she scanned her eyes through the file she drew earlier.

"That was a mistake" I lied."Pretty not an excuse Mr Aile, it was five people you killed" she reminded me.Yes I know I killed five people Miss who always reminds people of their actions.

I stood quiet as Vincent cleared his throat to open his mouth when I interrupted" Yes I killed those people only because they tried to kill me" I responded and looked at Vincent whose looks told me ' good one there'.

"From the look of things, I'm not really sure the judge would be convinced with this excuse,"she points out. Looks like she is the one doubting.

"Miss Chloë I know this case sounds stupid but I hope you defend me like how you defend others to victory" I said with a lower tone. Trying to persuade her but she was stuck in two heads.

"Those people I defended had vivid evidence and it made my work easy,but in your case we are only depending on your words which cannot be considered the truth or a lie" she spits it out. I knew she wanted to say this from the start.

"Are you saying you can't be my lawyer?"I asked her. "I'm sorry but I can't take that risk "she concluded.

Her angelic voice had turned into a devilish one. She made my blood boil.

"Ma'am, the appeal to the court is only tomorrow, how then I'm I supposed to find a new Lawyer"I asked with rage and I could see her tense up when her eyes winced at me quickly and how she swallowed her saliva.

"I fight for justice".she said. Oh shit I knew it. I fucking knew it . The short silence made me realize that Vincent hadn't spoken. I turned to him and gave him the ' not helping' look.

"M- Miss C- Chloë " his voice stuttered.

"We only have tomorrow please try and cope with us, I promise I will give you any amount you want" he ended hoping she would understand.

"Fine! Not for the money part but the part where you only have to face the court tomorrow, I don't need your money" she ended