Total pages in book: 75
Estimated words: 72496 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 72496 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 362(@200wpm)___ 290(@250wpm)___ 242(@300wpm)
I had nothing but amazing experiences around me, if you counted all of the… er, attacks. Listen, they wanted to live normal lives too, but when you’re five of the most powerful and richest Families in the underground, people tend to want to take your throne or stop air from getting into your lungs.
It was a thing.
When I was little, my dad, Nixon Abandonato, a badass in his own right and boss of the Abandonato Family, would tuck me in with my blue unicorn, kiss me on each cheek and tell me how he met Mom. “You see, our Families were at war, and her parents died a bloody death, but her Grandpa never gave up and put her into hiding, and I’d loved her for forever and never forgot her, but we were from two Families who should have never connected… blood spills when there’s envy.”
“What’s envy?”
“Means you want what someone else has and want to…” Uncle Chase walked into the room and mimed a slit across his neck.
At the time, I thought he was just being goofy, but my dad said something mean to him in Italian that I later found out meant really bad things.
That… was normal.
And while I felt bad that my Family was responsible for the killing of Ivan’s, they’d been horrible humans, so did he really have to take it out on me on a daily basis?
He’s been given the world despite the fact that his Family was full of complete losers. My Family gave him a literal silver spoon to redeem himself with while shoving it up their asses, no, just no.
The actual fact that I, ME, almost got kicked out of my freshman year at Eagle Elite University, ran by dearest Dad, was unthinkable! Everyone knew who I was, and he didn’t give a shit, he wasn’t even scared of my dad… he respected him, but he didn’t pee his pants when he made eye contact.
On top of that, he was a sociopath.
I stared across the field at him. We’d been sent out back again to fight it out. The kitchen, living room, and well, even the bathrooms were off limits to us during family dinners.
And Dad said he refused to keep fixing the dents in the walls. Apparently, twice was enough.
Ugh, I hated him so much.
He grinned at me, shirtless because he knew how good he looked, tan from the summer, ready to graduate this year, muscles everywhere and his Family crest splashed in red and black across his chest with Nicolasi written beneath it.
He was a fallen De Lange and a reborn Nicolasi.
Gross.
His white shorts were hanging on for dear life, I mean, what if they just fell past that annoyingly deep V by his hips, what then?
Public indecency in my backyard?
He rolled his eyes. “Sorry, princess, the licking schedule’s full for the day, so put the disgusting tongue back into your mouth before I puke into mine.”
I crossed my arms. “Wow, charming. The way I’m dying to suddenly kiss you is alarming, should I just make a jump for it?”
He took a step back.
I took a step forward. “Aw, you gonna run?”
He tilted his head, crossing his bulky arms across his chest. “Not if you’re chasing, might give you the wrong idea and I’m afraid if you actually get near my dick, it might fall off from all the trauma of being so close to your body. Question, did you even wash your hair today or is greasy the new thing?”
I didn’t, but I’d been busy laying out in the hot sun, enjoying my last full day of summer before going back to hell to start my junior year. “I don’t know charity case, at least I have hair.”
My grin was pure evil while laughter sounded from the house. It was our last night together as a family, all the dads and uncles were leaving for the fall like they had been for the last three years when Ash, my cousin, took over along with my sister and her husband Junior, followed by my other cousins Valerian, Maksim and King. They were all young and married, angry, brilliant, and loved being in charge. They also somehow managed to get away with mixing more of the Family bloodlines without getting killed… so total win for them since it just made all of our Families stronger. And the old bosses?
They were there as mentors, but decided after a near bloodbath that it would be better for the second generation of leaders to prove themselves.
The Families had been at peace ever since… and apparently three years was a lot.
Ivan touched his head and glared. “That was cruel even for you, who just sneaks into a guy’s dorm room and shaves down the middle of his skull! I had to shave my entire head, and you knew that my girlfriend would dump me!”