“Choose. Choose what you want.”
“Like this is some ice-cream flavour to choose?” Agatha seethed, the gun in her hands that hung limply by her side. 
Gustav grinned like the psycho he was, finding excitement to see his own daughter quivering in fear. “Almost the same honey. Now choose. Will you save the man you love, or yourself?”
Shutting her eyes, Agatha lifted the gun up, and the next time her eyes opened, they were burning with rage.
“Fuck love.”
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The Mafia world is filled with all kinds of crime and sin, committed by their very own Lords. That’s right, just the Lords. But what if the most ruthless Italian Mafia fails to have a future Lord, and instead has two Lady’s?
Who will it be, Agatha Russo, the cold hearted, cruel monster that values her own life above anything, and will do anything to stay in power, or Soralina Russo, the sweet, kind hearted angel, whose only sin was to be born as the daughter of the Lord of The Cross Sword Mafia?



The Mafia's Twins

The new student wouldn't be joining anytime soon, however he was planning on doing so. Rumour had it that the new boy was from overseas, and that him and his family had just moved to Italy and were still settling down. 


The news had spread like wildfire, and everyone was excited for no reason. The girls excitement was to see if he was one of the hot ones to hook up, while guys on the other hand were excited to see which gang he would join, considering the rumours also mentioned him to be one of the high class. 


"What do you think will he look like? Will he have red flaming hairs with green eyes?" Sam asked with a girlish giggle, while the others joined in. 


"Or sandy blond wavy locks with ocean blue eyes!" 


"Are you dreaming of Harry Styles?" Riley asked incredulously to Christi, who looked baffled. "Harry Styles doesn't have sandy blond hairs! Get it together!" 


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