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L'ANGELO DELL TERROREΒ Β Β Gun Throat
πΎπππ₯π©ππ§ 1 πβππ πππβπ‘ ππππ‘π πππππππ π , π‘βπππ'π π ππππ β...ππ’π‘ πππ π‘βπππ ππ π π’ππ, π ππππππ ππ’π π‘ π€ππ~~ππ£π¦π€πππ‘ππ SophiaThis was the last time I'd watch something so terrifying with Enzo. Enzo was my brother who love horror as he could inflict it on people and laugh.After a while of forced Netflix and chill, I stepped down the stairs of the Mansion.It was cold, but the sweet aroma of Nonna's food hung in the air."Sophia." Lola squealed as she ran up the stairs and hugged me tight.I was the first daughter and Lola was the last.. apparently we were the three children of the Romanov family."Don't jump Lola, the stairs is slippery and take off your shoe, you do not want to dirty the place Harrieta had just cleaned." Enzo said, as he walked down the stairs to meet up with us.Enzo was the first child of the family and the only one Nonna had allowed father introduced to his line of business
L'ANGELO DELL TERROREΒ Β Β L'Angelo
πΎπππ₯π©ππ§ 2πβππ βπππππππ π π‘ππππ π π‘π’ππ, ππ‘ πππππ π’π ππ ππππ..ππ’π‘ ππ¦π ππ¦π ππππ‘πππ, πππ‘'π ππππ’ππ π‘βπ π π‘πππ~~ ππ£π¦π€πππ‘ππ SophiaDinner was silent like usual and Lola did most of the talking, papa like usual.. stuffed two loaves of bread into his mouth and stood up, signalling Enzo to do the same, which he did... regardless of the scowl that covered his face."They never stay, do they?" Nonna sighed."No, they don't." Lola completed, as she became quiet this time.Dinner was quick, unlike the usual where Nonna would make sure we finish every crumps.I retired to my bed and my phone popped up.I smiled, sliding into my message box."You've missed a lot." From Earl."You're missing a lot, sweetie. We just left Russia." Another from Silvana."Yeah, yeah. I know how much I'm missing." I said, a smile tugging my lips.Throwing my phone on the desk, I grabbed my pen as I began to think hard on
L'ANGELO DELL TERROREΒ Β Β Fucker
πΎπππ₯π©ππ§ 3πΌπ π π€ππππ ππ ππππππππ’π πππ ππππ ππ ππππ, π¦ππ’ πππ πππ‘ π π’ππ£ππ£π~~ ππ£π¦π€πππ‘ππ SophiaI stilled.The knock came again. I didn't move, the room was now dead silent that even the sound of a pin dropped would be heard.I stared at my phone and then the door. The knock came in and so did another message.' You love this door, no?' And then before I could realise what he meant by it, I heard a great thud on the door.I ran to the door in haste and unlocked the door.I didn't want Lola to wake. She would rat me out to father and God knows what he would do, knowing that I gun throated the infamous L'Angelo Morte. Even the devil would shiver.I turned the knob and opened the door.He stood there in front of my door, if glares could kill then I'll probably be dead."Mr...." I trailed off, rubbing my head. He pushed me aside, walking into the room as if he owned it.His eyes settled on Lola that was
L'ANGELO DELL TERROREΒ Β Β illicit
πΎπππ₯π©ππ§ 4"πππ’'ππ π πππ π πππππ ππ ππππ‘β ππ ππππ‘π....πππ πΌ π‘βπππ πΌ'π πππ‘π‘πππ ππππππ‘ππ π‘π ππππ‘β~~ πππβππ π ππππππ£SophiaIt has been exactly three days ever since the incident with Mr Morte, I had been so packed up with school stuff and thankfully Earl, Theresa and Silvana were back."It's a good thing we're leaving this school this year. I don't think I'll survive another year here." Theresa smacked her lips, together... enhancing the beauty of her angelic face with the use of her lips gloss as she held the mirror straight in front of Earl."I heard the new students are hot as hell." Earl mumbled."Do not date Junior students Earl, it's a turndown. I wonder how many gays you can find in this school." Silvana sighed.I outlined the wrong conversation I was reading in my textbook with my red marker, and outlining the right one with my blue marker."Are you listening to us Sophia." Silvana snapp
L'ANGELO DELL TERROREΒ Β Β Letter
πΎπππ₯π©ππ§ 5"πππ’ π‘βπππ π‘βπ π€ππππ πππ£πππ£ππ ππππ’ππ π¦ππ’, ππ?"~~ πππβππ π ππππππ£"πΌ πππ'π‘ π‘βπππ...πΌ ππππ€. πππ€ ππππ π‘βππ‘ ππ π πππ π‘π€πππ πππ ππ~~ πΏ'π΄πππππ π·ππππ ππππ‘πSophia I bit my lips, preventing the laugh that was trying to come out.Enzo and Nonna were playing butter ups and I was their spectator.In as much as I would love to go up my room and continue with my project...I had to watch, otherwise I was not getting anything if they were to bake today."I didn't choose wikki for nothing." Lola half yelled, running into the kitchen as she dropped her iPad in front of me."She won?""She won." She nodded, smiling."Can I get my 500 bucks from you now?" She put out her hand and smiled. "And also from you Enzo, wikki won." She jumped up.We had made a bet about an international fighting game and Lola had bet on wikki, the smallest contestant."Okay okay, you won
L'ANGELO DELL TERROREΒ Β Β Hotel room
πΎπππ₯π©ππ§ 6"π·ππ π¦ππ’ ππ’π π‘ π ππππ ππ?" ~~ πππβππ π ππππππ£"πΌ πππ πππ ππ π¦ππ’ πππ'π‘ π βπ’π‘ π‘βππ‘ ππππ‘π‘π¦ πππ’π‘β π’π, π¦ππ’'ππ ππ πππ‘π‘πππ ππππ π‘βππ π π ππππ ππππ¦."~~ πΏ'π΄πππππ π·ππππ ππππ‘πSophia Walking down the hallway of the hotel, I clutched the envelope in my hands.This was harder than I had actually thought.What was Dad thinking when he asked me to do this shit?When I got to L'angelo's hotel room, they were men in front of the door.Sorry, not men...Giant and his other brothers.They one standing in front of the door, wore a suit..his frame was so huge, you could see how stretched the fabric was on his skin.I wondered if he could really breath in that."Miss Romanov." He stepped away from the door."There's no need to go in, just give him this and tell him it was my father who sent it." I said, not wanting to go in.It was a blessing from the heavens that
L'ANGELO DELL TERROREΒ Β Β Twerk
πΎπππ₯π©ππ§ 7 "π΅πππ π π‘βπ ππππ π‘βππ‘ πππππ‘ππ π π’πβ π πππππ." "πΉππ π πππ£ππ ππππ ππ."SophiaI dropped my handbag on the couch, moving over to L'Angelo.I can stop if I want to, but why wasn't I stopping at all?A smirk formed on his perfect mouth as if he had read my mind and knew about my internal turmoil."Come on, baby. Grind that ass over here and let it be our little secret." He mumbled, more like a whisper.I stood in front of him, above him.. staring at the beautiful Creation of God.God, really did wonders on this one.He raised a brow, staring at me.I didn't want to do this and I didn't want to back down either.He grabbed my wrist and tugged me down. I landed on his lap."Let's switch off the lights," I said.He chuckled. His voice was like velvet to my ears."And why's that?""And then cover the curtains," I mumbled again.L'Angelo said nothing amidst my inner turmoil, he
L'ANGELO DELL TERROREΒ Β Β Lunch
πΎπππ₯π©ππ§ 8 π΄ πππ£ππ..... π΄π π΄ππππ.....Sophia I plunged into my earpod as the loud voice of Beyonce filled me with wholeIt was my favorite song. π»πππI was filling in some work handed in .by Mr. Smith last week.It was a series of arithmetic calculations and some diagrams.I was an art student but I was good at biology and I was helping Mr. Smith with some drawings and some calculations which I was finding difficult as well.Last year, I was crowned the best artist of the year.I was a linguist with styles."Hey, you!" I Looked up instantly and glared at Enzo who threw me a pillow."What are you doing? Nonna has been looking everywhere for you." He whistled like he did not hit me with a pillow."You fucking motherufk...""Language." Lola came behind him."I'm not in the mood for all these games right now guys, I've been very busy cause...""Games? Who the hell is playing a game with you?" Lola r
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