Chapters (65)
- Dedication
- Playlist
- Prologue
- FIFTEEN YEARS AGO
- One
- SIX YEARS AGO
- Two
- PRESENT
- Three
- Four
- Five
- Six
- Seven
- ARIA
- Eight
- Nine
- Ten
- Eleven
- Twelve
- Thirteen
- Fourteen
- Fifteen
- Sixteen
- Seventeen
- Eighteen
- Nineteen
- Twenty
- Twenty One
- Twenty Two
- Twenty Three
- Twenty Four
- Twenty Five
- Twenty Six
- Twenty Seven
- Twenty Eight
- Twenty Nine
- Thirty
- Thirty One
- Thirty Two
- Thirty Three
- Thirty Four
- Thirty Five
- Thirty Six
- Thirty Seven
- Thirty Eight
- Thirty Nine
- Forty
- Forty One
- SIX YEARS LATER
- Forty Two
- Epilogue
- ONE YEAR LATER
- Author’s Note
- Prologue
- JANE REYES
- Chapter One
- JANE REYES
- Untitled
- Untitled
- Killian De Luca
- Killian De Luca
- NINE YEARS AGO
- Untitled
- Acknowledgments
- About the Author
My parents and I find our seats in the giant room. The family who is hosting the gala is part of the Bulgarian Mafia. The flight that we took here was about five hours because of a delay the pilot had.
Fucking ridiculous.
"Hello everyone! So glad you could make it to the event this year! Now we hold this event every single year." The man on the stage, probably the Bulgarian Mafia leader, started talking more and my eyes move across the room, and I see a girl with bright blue eyes staring straight at me. I furrowed my eyebrows at her, and she just smiled. We hold eye contact for another few minutes with her smiling at me and with me giving her a cold glare, until the Bulgarian asshole clears us all to go on our own. "Now I hope you all enjoy your night. I will soon announce the award winners of the year but until then enjoy."
"Dad, can I go see Jane now?" Thalia asked while giving my dad the puppy dog eyes that always work.
"Go on prinicipessa.” My dad smiles at her, and Thalia jumps out of her seat and runs off to Jane, who is a part of the American mob.
The American Mafia is very close with the Italian Mafia which is what my mom and dad represent. My mom was originally from the American Mafia but then she fell in love with my dad.
My uncle is the leader of the Americans though.
"Can I leave?" I asked my mom who was sitting next to me.
"Where are you going to go?" My mom asked while raising one eyebrow at me.
"The balcony. Is that okay?" I asked and looked at my dad.
"Yea it's fine. Go ahead but come back to check-in, alright?"
I nod my head and get out of my seat before running towards the balcony. Every time we go to this stupid event, I always wait outside for it to be over. I'd rather do that than hang out with my sister while she mostly argues with Alexander.
I know for a fact that they both like each other though. They make it so obvious
Once I stand outside, I look up at the sky and stare at all the stars.
Here in Bulgaria, the stars seem to shine brighter than they do in Italy. I've never been to Bulgaria, so I don't know much about what there is out here.
The Bulgarian Mafia just joined the families. They have been with us for over a year, and they have already successfully topped the Mexicans in the top five.
In our organization, there are the top five mobs, and those top five mafias are the mafias that have the most shipments, money, best assassins in the field, etc. My family is and always has been first place in the top five.