Ronan

          I had been dreaming about this day since I was 14. I finally had a reason to talk with her and see her again.

          I tapped my foot on the floor as my eyes scanned over the room. There were many tables surrounding me, but not one of them full.

          The only other people in the room were my guards, Jayce and Diego. They were the only men I trusted at the moment.

          Over the course of the past year and a half, many of the men within my mafia had been betraying me. It has also been the reason I have almost died 8 times.

          I know I will always be able to trust Jayce and Diego. They had been my bestfriends since we were 6. Jayce grew up in the Spanish mafia like me, but Diego was from the Colombian mafia. The Spanish and Colombian have a long ongoing alliance.

          A servant opened the doors, bowing his head as she walked in. My eyes scanned over her. Her hair was still jet black and she still had those same siren eyes. Her outfit consisted of a leather jacket with a black vest top and black jeans. Her heels made their way towards me as her guards stood beside the door.

          She sat down opposite me, not yet making eye contact as she pulled out a cigarette, lighting it. She took a long drag before looking me dead in the eye, sending shivers down my spine.

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Acaia

          As I walked into the tea room, I was met with him. He was beautiful. His green doe eyes were yet to meet with mine as he looked me up and down.
I made my way over to the table, sitting down. I lit a cigarette, taking a long drag as a finally made eye contact.

          "You asked for me, i'm here, what do you want?" I got straight to the point as he leaned forward, flatting out his all black suit.

          "I want to form an alliance with your mafia and mine. We are both at the top of Benjamin's list's and at the moment, he is close to killing us both. But if we combine, he won't be able too and we can kill him." A small chuckle left my mouth as his jaw ticked. He did not like being laughed at.

          "Your talking to the wrong person. I am not the boss, my father is. I don't have the ability to form an alliance." I spoke as I watched his eyes squint. "Liar." He whispered. "Excuse me?"

          "Dont act so foolish, Acaia. You control the mafia more than he does. People listen to you more than him. Many would kiss and worship the floor you walk on if you asked them too. Tell me, if every single one of your soliders were in a room with you and your father, who would they be paying attention to?" Shivers flew down my spine at the use of my name.

          I looked away from his eyes, knowing he was right. "I'll see what I can do." I responded as small smirk formed on his face. He reached into the inner pocket of his suit, pulling out a card as he placed it down in front of me. I placed my cigarette into the ashtray beside us before picking it up. His number along with his name. Ronan Alonso. Now that was a familiar name.

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          Acaia sat alone on the stairs of the ballroom, her head propped up on her hand as she observed everyone surrounding her. She watched as they danced and laughed and she wondered why that couldn't be her. It was her party after all.

          Suddenly, she felt a presence halt beside as she looked over her shoulder, spotting an unfamiliar boy. Acaia couldn't really see what he looked like due to the domino mask he wore, but she could have got lost within his green eyes.

          He sat down beside her. "Aren't you the birthday girl?" Acaia nodded in response, looking away. "Then why aren't you enjoying it?" Acaia sighed, deciding to be honest with the boy beside her as it was not likely they was going to meet again. "I don't even know any of these people. My father invited everyone."

          "Just because you don't know anyone doesn't mean you can't have fun." The boy replied with a smirk, standing up as he dragged her up with him. A bright smile formed on her face as they jogged down the steps. Acaia finally began to enjoy her 13th birthday.

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          They trailed through the corridor as she halted infront of a picture. "This is a painting of me and my brothers. The one at the top, that's Ilias, he's the eldest and the grumpiest. The one to the right is Leo, he can be very funny at times. That one is Nikolai, me and him are irish twins. That's me in the middle, obviously. And the one in front is Matvei, he is the youngest." Acaia explained to the boy, but he wasn't really paying attention.

          He was more focused on her beauty. He had never seen a girl so beautiful. She looked over her shoulder, making eye contact with him. The look he was giving her gave her goosebumps as a small playful grin formed on her face. "Don't you know it's rude to stare." Acaia taunted as a small smile formed on the boys face.

          He took a step forward, towering over her. "Can I kiss you?" He questioned. Acaia tilted her head to the side. "Only if you tell me your name."

          "Ronan Alonso." He responded. "Pretty name." Acaia voiced before he connected their lips. The kiss was sweet, but short lived as a gun shot was heard close by. Acacia's head shot in the direction of where it had came from but when she turned back around to see Ronan, he had disappeared.