When Love Crosses The Line~
EP 2
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Hello, let's start this chapter.
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But first let me give you guys a little intro of our Characters.
Sophia Morettie (FL)
Name :- Sophia Morettie
Age :- 18
Occupation :- Works in a bakery shop.
Personality :- Sweet, caring, kind, bubbly, strong enough to stand for herself.
Loves :- Family and Friends.
Marco Smith (Fl's ex)
Name :- Marco Smith
Age :- 20
Personality :- A total bitch, piece of shit, cheater, plays around, very good at acting as a nice person in front of the world.
Loves :- Money.
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Now let's start.
Amelia Morettie (FL's sis)
Hey sis!! *waves hand*
Sophia Morettie (FL)
Hey Amelia? What are you doing here?? *surprised*
Amelia Morettie (FL's sis)
Hehe I came to meet you. I was missing you. *hugs her*
Sophia Morettie (FL)
Aww my sissy *giggles and hugs her back*
Amelia Morettie (FL's sis)
Sis Is there something wrong?
Sophia Morettie (FL)
huh, n-no. *looking anywhere but not in her eyes*
Amelia Morettie (FL's sis)
Don't lie to me. *Looks at her closely*
Sophia Morettie (FL)
I-I am not lying. What will happen?
Amelia Morettie (FL's sis)
Then why are you stuttering? hm?
Sophia Morettie (FL)
It's nothing. Tell me, did you tell anyone before coming here?
Amelia Morettie (FL's sis)
Nahh
Sophia Morettie (FL)
Amelia, I have told you to at least inform mamma before going anywhere. They will be worried.
Amelia Morettie (FL's sis)
Don't worry sis. I will inform them today.
Sophia Morettie (FL)
Hmm. I'm getting late for work and here you are stopping me in the middle of the road. Take this key and sit quietly in my house without causing trouble. okay. *hands over the key to her*
Amelia Morettie (FL's sis)
Aye aye Captain! *salutes*
Sophia Morettie (FL)
*chuckles* Bye, take care.
Amelia Morettie (FL's sis)
hm bye.
Sophia Morettie (FL)
*leaves from there for work*
Amelia Morettie (FL's sis)
Something is definately wrong with her. Her eyes were swollen and red. Did she cry? But why? *looks at her fading figure*
Amelia Morettie (FL's sis)
I know she won't tell me. She always acts strong but in real she is a softie. *smiles and goes inside her house*
The mansion looms like a fortress against the night, its imposing facade shrouded in shadows that seem to swallow even the moon's feeble light. Inside, the air is heavy with the scent of power and danger, each hallway a labyrinth of secrets and whispered alliances. As a man with a cold, deadly aura glides through its halls, the very atmosphere seems to quiver in deference to his presence. Servants and underlings alike bow their heads in silent homage, their gestures a testament to the reverence inspired by the enigmatic figure who rules over this domain with an iron fist.
Desmond Montague (ML's dad)
Come in ❄️ *said while looking at the files on the table*
Alessandro Montague Salvatore (ML)
Dad, you called for me? ❄️ *said while coming towards the table*
Desmond Montague (ML's dad)
yes I did. Sit down. ❄️ *looked at him*
Desmond Montague (ML's dad)
I have called you here to discuss the future of our family, Alessandro. ❄️ *serious*
Alessandro's steely gaze met his father's, a silent acknowledgement of the weight of their words.
Desmond Montague (ML's dad)
You know I am not getting any younger. It's time for you to step up and take your place as the next king.❄️ *Continued*
Alessandro Montague Salvatore (ML)
*nodded in understanding, a silent agreement to carry on the legacy*
Desmond Montague (ML's dad)
Are you ready to take the responsibility? ❄️
Alessandro Montague Salvatore (ML)
I was born ready. ❄️ *without hesitation, his voice cold and unwavering*
Desmond Montague (ML's dad)
The ceremony will be held this evening. Make sure there's no problem during the whole ceremony. ❄️
Alessandro Montague Salvatore (ML)
Yes dad, you know me.❄️ *smirk*
Word of the Alessandro's impending crowning ceremony rippled through the underworld like wildfire, igniting a mixture of fear, anticipation, and whispered speculation. From the dimly lit alleys to the smoky backrooms of clandestine meeting places, murmurs of the event echoed among the ranks of loyalists and rivals alike. Some spoke in hushed tones of the Alessandro's legendary ruthlessness, while others whispered of the dawn of a new era under his rule. Yet, amidst the shadows and secrets, one thing was certain: the crowning of the Alessandro would herald a new chapter in the annals of underworld history, one marked by cold ambition and unforgiving resolve.
Sophia Morettie (FL)
*At evening coming back from work*
Sophia Morettie (FL)
*opened the door with extra keys*
As Sophia turned the key in the lock and pushed open the door to her home, her heart sank at the sight that greeted her. The once tidy living room was now a scene of chaos, furniture overturned and belongings strewn across the floor in a disarrayed heap. A knot of fear twisted in her stomach as she stepped cautiously over the threshold, her eyes widening in horror at the sight of the pool of blood staining the carpet. Panic surged through her veins as she scanned the room, her gaze coming to rest on the lifeless forms of her parents and her little sister. Confusion clouded her thoughts as she struggled to comprehend the unthinkable horror that had befallen her family within the walls of her own home.
Sophia Morettie (FL)
w-what? How? *panicked as tears started to flow down*
Sophia Morettie (FL)
Why god? Why it's happening to me? *she cried her heart out while hugging the bodies of her dead family members*
All this was unexpected. The sight in front of her broke her to the extent she couldn't breathe. She tried to wake them up, but it was of now use. She didn't know how her parents came to her house, It was only her sister in the morning, right? Then how and why they were there. Lots of questions were yet to be asked.
As the underworld buzzed with anticipation of the impending crowning ceremony, Sophia's world crumbled around her in a haze of despair and disbelief. While the new mafia king ascended to power, his path paved with blood and ambition, Sophia found herself adrift in a sea of grief and anguish.
While one side reveled in the promise of dominion and control, the other wilted beneath the weight of unspeakable loss. As the mafia king influence spread like a shadow over the underworld, Sophia's once bright future darkened with each passing moment, her dreams shattered by the brutality of fate.
But even in the darkest depths of her despair, Sophia clung to a flicker of hope, a whispered promise of justice yet to be served. She refused to be consumed by the shadows, her spirit unbroken despite the storm raging around her.
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Soon the real story will begin, stay tuned guys. 😉
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