Not that my place was anything to sneeze at, but the Rossis were into some serious s**t. The place was like something out of an old Roman flick or some s**t. Marble and gold everywhere, and her room is f*****g huge. "You spend a lotta time here Mouth?"
"When I was younger yeah, dad built it as sort of a getaway for me but I haven't been since I was like sixteen, why?" I looked at her. f**k, I'm gonna have to up my game. Probably have to gut the house or some s**t, or maybe level it and start from scratch. "What're you thinking mob boy?"
"I might need to rebuild the house or some shit." I looked around the room that could fit three beds with room to spare. Her little getaway bedroom! She's a f*****g mafia princess. How the f**k did I forget that s**t?
"You're an ass." She just rolled her
