Til Death Do Us Part

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    Marceline Bianchi x Viktor Moretti

    Nothing in the cage of my ribcage
    Got no heart to break, like it that way


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    Nothing in the cage of my ribcage
    Emptiness is safe, keep it that way


    Aria Abella x Matteo 'Bones' Romano
    April 22nd, 2020 at 05:47pm
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    Beautiful People by Ed Sheeran played from Aria's phone's speaker. The device placed on the dresser nearest the door. Keeping the conversation that she was having with her best friend Marceline a little bit more secretive. The two girls might not have known each other for very long, as Aria was still new to the high society of the Italian Mafia, but they had connected quite quickly. With her father being a captain and Marceline's being the Capo, the head of the Mafia in their area. They were bound to have to spend time together eventually anyway.

    Sitting cross-legged in the computer chair and facing the bed, Aria let out a small sigh. Her eyes glancing down at her hands in her lap for a moment before raising and looking at her friend. "I can't believe you'll be getting married in two days," Aria said quietly, her lips pursing together at the news. Arranged marriages were common in their circle, but the idea of being forced to marry someone you didn't love, didn't sit right with her. It never had. "An you'll be leaving Las Vegas as well." Her shoulders slumped a little more at the idea. "Have you ever met the Capo from Chicago yet?"

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    Alcohol had always been something that Viktor enjoyed. The sweet stinging as it went down one's throat. The burning after taste, the bitter and sometimes sweet taste. It all thrilled the Capo to no end. He loved the drinks that were created could relax one to well that those who weren't used to it, to spill their darkest secrets without much effort. Then men that were sitting at the table with him though. Weren't lightweights like he had hoped. They were heavyweights like him. Four glasses of vodka in and none of them even showed a hint of being intoxicated. It seemed that the Camorra's were better at holding their liquor then he had originally thought.

    Cards and chips littered the table in front of the men. The sun was still up outside but the Camorra thought it'd be fitting if the Capo from Chicago got to gamble for the first time. In a supposedly legal place. None of them knew that they had an underground casino back home. A Raising his glass to his lips. Viktor finished the bitter drink before setting it down and motioning for a waitress to bring him another drink. He'll be a married man soon, so he might as well enjoy the sweet taste of freedom while he could. Not that it'd stop him once he tied the knot. Raising his eyes, Viktor took in the few scantily clad girls that walked through the casino. Las Vegas had a beautiful selection of women and he couldn't help but wonder how many he could ride before his big day.
    April 22nd, 2020 at 08:53pm