[LUNA]"Hey Luna, the boss is waiting. You better hurry up," B barked into the phone."Hey! You're over reacting," I heard Kylie's voice."Let her be! She's searching for someone,” I heard V's voice too."What? Who?" B intertupted."A girl named Abbie Gomez," I can hear V's teasing voice."Obviously, you know my whereabouts," I answered coldly."Who's that girl?" Kylie asked. I can hear some random noise as if they're fighting over the phone."It's the girl I met in the museum," I explained curtly. Honestly, I didn't feel like elaborating any further."I know everything Luna!" V yelled."Is that Luna?" it was J."Luna, Dad has been waiting for you. Don't keep him waiting any longer," J's voice had a stern edge to it, but I was unfazed."Yeah. Yeah. Whatever. I'm on my way there,” I replied in a disinterested tone."Yeah! Get your ass here. The Consigliere's niece has arrived. Dude, she's so hot and sexy and pretty!" B chimed in. I can imagine B drooling with the way he described James
[RUBY]James finally broke the silence as we got into the car, his eyes glinting mischievously."What was that all about?" he asked, a grin spreading across his face."What?" I asked confusingly."You were using your charm on Luna."I rolled my eyes, feeling a blush creeping up my cheeks. "I wasn't using my charm,I did that to shut her up," I turned my attention to the view outside the window."I think you made her like you more and I think you like her too," he tried to tease but I glared at him. He chuckled and shook his head."Just because she resembles Xanthe doesn't mean I'm interested," I retorted, averting my gaze."She can come across as arrogant at times," I added."Ah, but that's the very thing that women find irresistible about her," he grinned."Didn't you tell me not to fall in love. So why are you pushing Luna on me?" I asked, crossing my arms defensively and arching an eyebrow.
[ABBIE]Wouldn’t it be nice if you woke up in the morning and snuggled up beside the one you love? It would be the best feeling on earth to see her opening her eyes and flashing her charming smile at you. That’s what I feel every time I wake up in the morning. But today is different from those other mornings.My hand reached for the cold sheets beside me. I should have woken up with a smile on my face, but instead, dread took over. The loud thumping of my heart and the sting in my chest made tears pool in my eyes. I slowly got up, and as I looked around my lonely room, fear started to haunt me again. The fear of being alone, depressed and surviving another day without her.I sighed slowly as I closed my eyes. The pain seemed to get worse. It never heals. My head was spinning around, and all I wanted to do was crawl back into bed and sleep. I hope this is just another nightmare, and tomorrow I’ll wake up with her beside me.I blinked once, twice, and then again until I finally fell int
[LUNA]I puffed my cigarette, inhaling, sucking the smoke gently into my system. I closed my eyes and let the smoke settle into my lungs for a few seconds before I exhaled. The life of a Mafia is not as easy as it seems; it is not as ideal as everyone imagined, as if you could kill whoever you wanted. We, Camorra provide security and protection to our clients at a reasonable price. But that doesn't mean we're the good guys. We're bad, really bad. We kill people who try to come in our way. We do everything both legally and illegally. We have businesses, too. We deal in smuggling, human trafficking, gambling, selling drugs, prostitution, and any other criminal activity you can think of. Simultaneously, we have legal enterprises such as petrol stations, restaurants, pubs, and nightclubs that we utilize as a front to conceal our illicit activities.I'm Luna Salvatore, the daughter of Camorra's Boss, Marco Salvatore. I am a Caporegime. It would have been nice if I’m Camorra's lone Caporegi
[LUNA]"I heard you were chased by Sinaloa Cartel," J spoke as soon as I got inside the mansion. I just grunted and walked past him. It irritates me whenever he’s acting like a dictator, nagging me about what I should do and what I shouldn’t when in the first place, he doesn’t have any rights at all."They're too slow," I smirked as I slumped my body on the couch. It was too exhausting. Kylie followed me and sat on my lap, her arms around my shoulder."Yeah, Luna is the best. I was scared, but she was so cool. She outran those losers," she laughed and kissed my cheek. Well, if you're wondering, Kylie is my best friend and also my fuck buddy, but relationships are something I never do. J averted his gaze with wrinkled brows. I could sense the anger and jealousy inside him. I am well aware that my brother loves Kylie, but what can I do? He's too slow."Damn! You better be careful, Luna!" V said with mock astonishment. And here goes pastor number 2. V also nags me at times, but I must ad
[LUNA]Loud sounds blared from the speakers as I entered the bar. Lights flashed and people filled the dance floor. The bar, as usual, is always busy, full of people eager to dance and drink. The atmosphere is electric, and the energy is high.I slipped a wad of cash into the bouncer's pocket, and he grinned at me, recognizing me as a regular. "Thanks, Luna," he said, giving me a nod.I returned the gesture and made my way deeper into the club. As a Caporegime, it was essential to know how to navigate any situation.As I scanned the room, I could feel the eyes of the staff on me, all of them aware of who I was and what I represented. It was part of the job, and I relished the power it gave me.Being a Caporegime meant knowing how to get things done, no matter what. And having the right connections was the key. That's why I made it a point to be generous to those who could help me, whether it be the bouncer or the bartender.As I made my way to the VIP section, I couldn't help but feel
[ABBIE]"Abbie, it's been six months since our last session. How are you feeling today?" my therapist inquired, noting my prolonged absence. My sister Mia had encouraged me to attend therapy again, but I had been avoiding it for fear of facing life without Xanthe."I'm... alright, I suppose," I responded uncertainly, feeling lost and stuck in a state of limbo."If you were really fine, you wouldn't be here, Abbie. Please tell me how you really feel," my therapist gently prodded, sensing my hesitation."I feel lost... and I miss her," I whispered, my eyes welling up with tears as memories of Xanthe flooded my mind."Grief is an unavoidable and natural part of life. At some point, we will all experience the pain of losing someone we love, often in circumstances that can feel overwhelming and devastating," my therapist offered, her voice soothing and empathetic.As I struggled to contain my emotions, my chest tightening with the weight of my grief, I took a deep breath and let out a heav
[ABBIE]As I stepped into the house, my sister's warm embrace enveloped me. "Abbie, where did you go? I was so worried," she exclaimed.I flashed a small grin and settled into a chair at the dining table. With my parents still at work, Mia must have been the one to whip up tonight's dinner. "Just went to the museum," I replied."The museum? Did you go to see your painting?" she inquired, her curiosity piqued.I nodded slowly, my mind still lingering on the canvas that had once held so much promise."I needed to find some motivation, some inspiration to paint again," I confessed. "I lost it all after Xanthe passed away. She was the only one who ever truly believed in me."As I twiddled my fingers, a sense of sadness crept over me. How was I supposed to paint again?Mia's hand reached out and grasped mine, halting my fidgeting. "I'm sorry, Abbie. I know I haven't always been the best sister to you," she said, her voice laced with regret. Normally, I might have grown irritated, but I fel