#Chapter63

𝐭𝐰 | 𝐛𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐝, 𝐦𝐮𝐫𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐞

Mafia.

Haider Azrails.

"She did something so bad." My brother stifled a laugh as I glared at the mirror.

Urania left my bed, not telling me goodbye or anything that is polite to say. My fucking brat was being rude to me for some reason, and this drawing showed her disrespect to me.

Urania's bitch.

"Urania's bitch. Oh, shit!" My sister barged into my room as she held a cup of her coffee, I scowled and tried to rub away the mark but it didn't do anything except making it red. I wouldn't mind if it was around my arms or chest, but...