《Her Revenge》10
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"I'm gonna miss you" Sean said, wiping away a fake tear before hugging me.
I chuckled before hugging him back. "We will meet in a few months." It was true. Sean will be coming to see Enzo in a month or two so that they could discuss how to take down their enemies. Sean also told me that I could not leave and return unless The Boss says so which sucks. But of course, I'll be free to do whatever I want apart from leaving the damn place without his permission.
"I know." He replied, "I'll miss you."
"I'll miss you too." I broke the hug and grabbed my suitcase. I'll be staying with the Italians for at least three to four months. The man from earlier who I learned was named Marco helped me with my suitcases. I then got into the Black SUV before Marco drove away.
I sighed as I rested my head against the headrest. Three to four months.. How am I going to help the Italians and avenge my parents at the same time?
I can't hit pause now. I've reached so far...I'll have a way to work out both at the same time. Vladimir will pay for what he did, I don't care how long it's gonna take me to make him pay but he will and I'll make sure of that.
At this point, I honestly don't care if I die while fighting Vladimir. At least, I'll know that I died fighting. I didn't die as a fucking coward. My parents would be proud of me and Alessio too.
Alessio...my one and only brother who I haven't seen in four years. What is he doing right now? Is he looking for me?
I have so many questions yet have answers to none.
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The car stopped, breaking me out of my thoughts. Marco opened the door and got out of the car before opening my door.
Well, Isn't he a gentleman?
I thanked him before grabbing my suitcase and following him inside the mansion.
It was extremely huge and beautiful. From the looks of it, I could tell how luxurious would be inside. Who am I kidding? It's Enzo De Luca we are talking about here.
He's a multi billionaire if not a trillionaire. He owns several clubs, hotels or restaurants around the world so that man is damn rich. Let's not talk about how much money he gets from the mafia itself, making him thrice as rich as he already is.
Like I said, the inside of the mansion was even more beautiful than outside. Everything was beautifully arranged and very clean. There were few men inside the house. Some were watching the TV, some were eating, some were talking and laughing among themselves.
They looked so...free. Like they didn't care about what was happening around them. Is that what the Italian Mafia looks like?
"Lea White?" A voice asked to which I nod. I didn't even bother to look who asked me that, I was too busy looking at everything else.
"My name is Antonio." Whoever said that introduced himself. That's when I took a look at him. He was around one inch taller than me, no big difference. His hairs were black and he had ears piercings as well as nose piercings. His eyes were a dark Grey.
Beside Antonio, stood another man, of the same height as his. He had black hairs, blue eyes. He also had ears piercings as well as nose piercing but also those of his lips.
Both of them smiled warmly at me, making me feel welcomed. I had a feeling that me and those two will get along just fine.
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"I'm Blake." The other one introduced with a huge smile, "It's nice to meet you! I have a feeling that we will get along just fine."
Well, you know what they say...
Great minds think alike.
"Come on, I'll show you your room. Then later, you'll meet the big bad boss cause right now, he isn't here." Antonio said as he carried my suitcase away making both me and Blake follow him.
Antonio and Blake were both very good looking and handsome-if I might add. When they were walking towards the stair, I observed that some people parted away instantly, some even bowed slightly.
"And this is your room!" Blake said excitedly as he opened a door and entered a room, followed my me and Antonio.
The room was beautiful, large and the furnitures were nicely arranged. It was exactly according to my taste.
"Thank you" I smiled gratefully at the two. They smiled back.
"Don't thank us. Thank Arabella. She made sure to arrange your room herself." Blake replied with a shrug.
"Who's Arabella?" I asked, curious and confused at the same time.
"'Our sister." Antonio and Blake replied at the same time. So they were siblings? That explained the similarities.
"Wait- are you guys twins?"
They nodded with a grin, "Sì. We are twins. Antonio is older than me by eight minutes. You see, my mom has popped out four children. Me, Antonio, Arabella and Enzo. Arabella is the oldest but she's married and doesn't want to be any leader. So, Enzo is the Don."
I laughed at his choice of words.
Popped out.
"Anyway, I'll see you guys later. I am going to unpack." I said, unzipping my suitcase.
They smiled before taking a seat on the bed. "We'll watch and keep you company for a while."
"Yeah we got nothing to do anyway." Antonio added, laying on my bed.
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