Capo Dei Capi (Secrets of the Famiglia Part 1)

We've been stuck together for the last year and a half.

I had school most of the days, and it was far from the boy's high school, which meant I didn't spend much time with them. Next year that will change.

Michel and Ren suggested I attend their school because of the art program. Ren was prepared to go to Papa and ask him.

Something that made me like the pimpled face boy, yet, find him annoying. Arrogance is dangerous, and we are kids. Papa doesn't like arrogant people.

I explained this in the morning before we all left and again, once I got home today, but Ren refused to hear a word of my explanation. It went through one ear and vanished.

Simmone, Capo Stagio Russo's sister laughed when I made a sound that should never be made while I colored her house with words no young lady should say, storming out of there in frustration and up into the attic.

Which is the reason I was snippy today. Now, I am not so sure about my insolent snappy attitude. Thirteen is hard as it is. Add in the facts- I was pawned off to live in Chicago, my mother is dead, and I have no one to admit to that recently I got my period. I'm rethinking my decision to keep to myself. A lot.

Ren and the others only want to be my friend. I need friends, and they are going to be significant men one day, so they are excellent friends to have in this world. I think this as I head on to my room to shower and change my clothes, which consist of distressed black denim pants, a well fitted white soft cashmere tee, and black suede Corvette shoes.

I am going to be these guys friend, then I am going to have to do my part

I see they are all waiting for me downstairs, and I am 15 minutes late. None

Gabriel introduces me to a boy in his class that indeed knows a lot

Armani suit, and while most boys look at these guys in awe and fear, Dexter Kent seems at complete ease with us being in his presence. And considering we were supposed to meet his dad and got him instead, I knew this was not a surprise, but

asking,” He says in a still

old are you?” I

5 of us laugh at his

must be a big man.” Michel voices what I am sure we are all thinking, he is the same height as Michel and Mero, and

I get down to the reason we are in the Yogi bar and the purpose of why

the promise of his charm as the smile

know that your mother was a very active member of the Bratva even after

amongst the 5 of us becomes thick with tension as he

disappeared. I tried to get a name, but I couldn’t. It’s like she vanished. But, I asked around, and it seems like your father wasn’t as forthcoming about his trips on business as he led many