Chapter 30 (Aliyana)


    My small pep talk now over with, I survey the area around us. Spotting a jock walk out of the white


    mansion, I can''t help the smile on my face as the excitement of standing here fills me with the same


    adrenalin rush as the thought of Papa catching me.


    The musicing from inside is a mixture of techno and house. The jock guy finishes the drink in the


    red cup and throws the empty onto the hedge, which I notice is filled with red cups. A tall brte


    wearing a white vest and tight jeans walks up to him and kisses his cheek. He slings his arm over her


    shoulders, half hanging on her, half hugging her. She repeats his earlier action, throwing her cup on the


    hedge before walking back inside with him.


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    “The designated bin. I can’t wait for college.” Sienna’s voice goes wistful as Ren, Elisa and Kylie start


    talking about Landon Walker. Kylie apparently knows the guy from a racing event she attendedst


    year.


    "I was looking for an in with Mercedes Benz, so I could get blueprints to one of their unreleased cars,


    and then bam, I met Landon. His dad builds Mercedes engines," Her voice rises the closer we get to


    the noise.


    “He''s the cliché version of Small-town boy gone pro,” Kylie finishes as I stare at her a bit lost.


    “What does that look like?” Elisa asks, loving the story more than me.


    “Sex on sticks and a double shot of strong good ole fashion Moonshine,” Sienna responds seconds


    before she startsughing, Kylie following in on her joke.


    “He''s like that hottie you were talking to the other day,” Kylie exins as she clicks her finger, but I


    draw a nk.


    “The one with the ck and red mustang,” Kylie rifies.


    “Deno? I highly doubt he can be a Deno. Maybe a Gabriel,” I tell her.


    Our world is different, but Deno is different in our society. Our future Capo, and the underboss. He’s the


    2nd eldest brother from Capo Marcello Catelli.


    Deno isn’t a man youpare anyone with. Something is missing in him, he is warm but hollow at the


    same time. His smilees quickly, as the small pinpricks of fear, he instills in many by just his


    presence alone.


    He spent 6 months in a prison cell, and while he''s been on the news one time too many, part of me


    knows that it''s more than his time in the pent that defines him.


    No, there''s something he keeps locked away, and every day it eats him a bit more inside.


    The eldest brother akin to a ghost, Marco, who no one really speaks about him, not even Ren, and it''s


    his brother, remains a mystery. He’s either really scary or not important. I''m going for thetter. I''ve


    been friends with Ren for years, and I’ve never seen him. My Papa mentioned Marco was a soldier.


    Maybe he chose a different lifestyle for himself. That was an impossibility even as the thought fitted into


    my head. No one in our world had such power, not even a devil without a face.


    “Maybe a Gabriel without the brooding mood swings. But Landon is scorching. Too bad he ain''t my


    type.” Kylie voices as she puts her arm into the side of Elisa''s free one.


    “Can you get me an autograph?” Elisa asks her as Ren, Kylie, and her walk down the manicured


    garden.


    “Have you decided what you gonna study?” Sienna queries as we walk behind the trio.


    “I''ve been considering business or ounting. My father suggested I major in art, but art is more of a


    hobby to me.” I study the house as the music gets louder, my gaze drifts to the sky, and the light dust of


    stars visible, yet, hidden with the glow of the full moon.