Wicked Prince: Rossi Mafia Duet by River Ramsey

Author:River Ramsey [Ramsey, River]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2022-10-18T18:30:00+00:00

Chapter

Nineteen

AMELIA

I spend most of Sunday night lamenting the fact that it's too late to transfer out of my classes and into ones I can count on Lorenzo not being in. Home economics might be a pretty old-school course, but it is Bainbridge, where mob culture has never really left the ‘50s. It wouldn't usually be my cup of tea, but it's practically a guarantee Lorenzo wouldn't be there, so it has oodles of appeal all of a sudden.

By the time Monday morning rolls around, I've managed to get myself out of bed and dressed, so there's that. Now I just have to get through the next few months, or however long it takes me to save up enough money for a semi-decent car and a deposit on my new place somewhere as far from the city as possible.

I've managed to hype myself up enough to walk into class when I realize Lorenzo isn't there. Relief should be the first thing that washes over me, not disappointment.

What the hell is wrong with me?

I seriously don't know anymore.

I shake it off and ignore the glares I get from my other classmates, since that's nothing out of the ordinary, before I take my seat. I know better than to hope that Lorenzo is actually not going to show up rather than just being fashionably late, as he's such a fan of being.

When class has been going on for ten minutes and there's still no sign of him, though, I'm not so sure.

I shrug it off and tell myself to focus on class, not because I actually plan on using any of this stuff, but because it'll keep my mind occupied.

Easier said than done. By the time lunch rolls around, eating is the furthest thing from my mind, but I make myself eat something anyway.

I should've figured I wouldn't be able to get halfway through my lunch without some kind of drama. When I look up to see Kayleigh walking right toward me, I almost choke.

Like I need another reason to lose my appetite. She isn’t surrounded by her girl gang, at least.

Of course, Miss Couture is all done up like she's walking the runway, her uniform so heavily altered that I don't even know how it passes dress code. Then again, there are different rules at play for legitimate members of the Carillo family.

I brace myself for the incoming verbal missile as she comes over to my table and sits down, dropping her purse on top of the open notebook I was working on between bites. Just as well, I guess, since she won't see that my notes are calculations for the kind of budget I'll need to survive on my own for a few months, and how much I have to make in tips each night to accomplish that.

"Can I help you with something, Kayleigh?" I ask, forcing my most pleasant voice. Not because I feel like chumming around with her, but because I don't particularly feel like getting into a hair-pulling, eye-clawing fight in the middle of the lunchroom.

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