(I’m waiting for y’all)
Milikavoska was in her dining room and ate as her uncle who was a mafia boss in Moscow ate
Her uncle looks up at her “ You doing okay you’re being very quite?”
"nothing just nothing uncle" her Russian was good she knew he was cold and only cared about his business he saw her as a bastard (since her mom was never married)
“We’ll hurry and eat your food we have a meeting in a few hours.” He went back to eating his food
she ate silently "with whom we meeting with which trad dealer or gang uncle"
he was hesitant for a moment “The Italians… Don’t try to talk your way out of this your coming”
"the last time you tried to marry me off to that brute" she drank "then their american counterparts attack me"
“Not to marry you off he raises his voice if you just listened to me in the first place that wouldn’t have happened!”
"your just like dad" she mumbled