The Empire

Chapter 2- I WANT HER

Akila's POV

Ugh. I never understood why I always have to get up to go to work this early. Whoever invented getting up this morning JUST to go to work, I hate them. The names Akila Mila Lorenzo. I'm a 21 year old Italian woman, who does not let anyone talk down to her. I'm fiery, blunt, moody, bitchy, and most of all, very beautiful. No, I'm not your typical snobby blonde b***h, I just know my worth. And as far as I'm concerned, no one will ever be able to change that. Anyway, I have to get ready to go to this hell hole that I call work.

2 HOURS LATER

Lion's POV

"YOU'RE A PIG, LION!!!," some b***h said to me. God, why do I always bring home the bitchy ones? "Look, Carly"- "IT'S HARLEY!!!" She yelled at me. "Err, yeah that's the one." "So, I'm gonna go and take a shower, and when I get back, you're gonna be gone. Sound like a plan?" "f**k you! I'm not leaving!!!" she, once again, f*****g yelled at me. "Look, you're gonna be gonna be gone when I get back. And if you don't, I'll put a fuckin bullet through your goddamn skull. Got that b***h?" I say back to her. Her eyes widen with pure fear. I mentally give myself a pat on the back. Good job Lion. I laugh as she scurries to get her clothes and get out. Once she's dressed, she runs out crying. I don't think I've ever seen something more funny. Once I get a shower and dressed, I head to the kitchen, to see my right hand, Scar Lorenzo. Apparently, he has a little sister, but I've never met her. From what I heard, her names Akila. She knows what her brother does, and shes apparently cool with him doing it. He wants to introduce us today. "Hey man, you ready to meet my sister today?" he asked me. "Yeah, I'm ready. I just hope she's not snobby like Marco's sister." Scar just laughs. "Don't worry man, she's not. The exact opposite, actually. To be honest, she'll probably beat the f**k out of that bitch." I laugh. "Good. Maybe she b***h will get some sense beat into her." "A-f*****g-men man," said Scar.

1 HOUR LATER

Lion's POV

We go into a cafe and to the counter. There, I hear the most angelic giggle I've ever heard in my life. It was like a pull. A pull if my vision, as I felt my eyes searching for the person this giggle belonged to. That's when I saw...... HER. God, she was f*****g beautiful. She had mesmerizing Hazel eyes that were sparkling from the clear, polished, counter. The most shiniest, perfect, ash blonde hair that shined with grace off the sun through the window. "Who is that?" I ask Scar. "Uhhhh, that's Akila." So..... that's her? Scar's sister. I don't care who she is to him. I WANT HER.