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Francisco Lachowski as Alessio Romano

(TW: SLIGHT AMOUNT OF GORE IN THIS CHAPTER)

Lorenzo's P.O.V

Bang!

The familiar sound of a gunshot echo's throughout the dark alleyway, the man's body slumps down in front of me, his head landing directly on my shoes. I scoff, and kick the body away before calling a clean up crew to come get the corpse.

As I'm driving away my phone rings, indicating that I had an incoming phone call. Not bothering to look at the caller ID, I answer.

"Speak." 

"Uh, Enzo we have a bit of a problem here" My brother says tentatively 

"What is it, Alessio." I sigh out, not wanting to deal with anything else.

"Someone mailed us a bunch of dead bodies, Mia was the one that answered the door and now shes in hysterics, we mis-counted on our shipment today, the guy I was torturing wouldn't talk and I accidentally killed him, and now I can't find the Oreo's!"  my brother ranted.

"I'm on my way home just get rid of the bodies before I get there." Before I can get a response I hang up.

Finally I pull up to the estate, and stride through the doors. As I suspected, Alessio had gotten rid of the corpses.

My sister was curled up in a fetal position shaking and and rambling about something under her breath, I make my way over to the kitchen and see pots, pans, and other kitchen utensils scattered all around the floor while my brother is running around like a mad man. 

I go back to my sister and bluntly say, "Get up."

She looks at me with teary eyes, " Enzo, I am going through a very traumatic time in my life right now and I would really appreciate it if you didn't try and order me around." she says in a shaky voice.

"Mia.." I warn.

"Okay okay I was just kidding." she groans, wiping her fake tears away.

You see my sister has a thing for acting and likes to test out new acting methods any chance she gets. She's fine, and has seen dead bodies before.

"Alessio, clean the fucking kitchen." 

"Yeah, yeah" he mumbles.

Making my way up to my room I begin to think about the meeting I had a couple weeks ago with Matt. 

"Alright, before she gets here let me tell you, she may not look it but she's my best assassin. Angels a very pleasant person to be around but don't let that fool you, because trust me when I say if you so much as look at the people she cares about the wrong way next thing you know your on your way to see Satan." Matt warns me. 

I just scoff in response.

"All I'm saying is, don't under estimate her." 


I smirk 

Don't under estimate her my ass, she barely reaches up to my chest whats she going to do kick my shins into submission. I chuckle lightly at the thought.



Angels P.O.V

"Damon where in the world is my pink gun!" I yell

Just as I say that Damon comes in with the gun I was looking for.

"Thanks" I mutter.

"Your packing Princess's things right?"

"Yes" my brother grunts out.

"Whats up motherfuckers!"  A familiar voice says.

"Kit Kat!" I cheer, happy to see my long time friend.

"You guys aren't finished packing yet?" She questions

"We would be if D would hurry up" 

Damon rolls his eyes. "I am done," He says.

"Perfect, lets roll." My over enthused friend says.

I call over my doberman pinscher, Princess, and put a leash on her, before making my way outside.

Just as I was about to head towards my car Kat adds, "They brought a ride for us, something about the location being classified." 

So I follow Kat to the car that was waiting outside my apartment. 

"I can put those in the trunk for you miss" A middle aged man, who I'm assuming is the driver, says, referring to the bags in my hands.

"Oh, thank you" I say politely.

I give him my two bags but keep the box of keepsakes in my hands, he reaches out for the box,

"I'll hold on to this one." I say, and hop into the car making sure Princess is comfortable as well.

"Suit your self" he shrugs before stepping into the car and driving off to our destination.



Lorenzo's P.O.V

"They should be here any minute now, are you excited, because I'm excited, I mean who wouldn't be excited!" Alessio says bouncing from person to person.

Probably shouldn't have let him have coffee... I muse.

"They're here" Mia says.

I descend down the steps as Mia opens the door, "Good to see you all again, a maid has already been given your belongings and is now taking them up to your room." I say to the three of them once I finally reached the bottom of the stairs.

"Thank you." The blue eyed goddess says, she is wearing a plain white shirt and some jeans with a dusty pink cardigan over it, such a simple outfit yet it fit her perfectly. Hoping I wasn't staring for too long I say, "Some of the other Elites, as you call them, have already arrived," I say, choosing not to address the light blue hat box that rested in her arms. Giving her one more once over, I walk away. 

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I can't seem to get my mind off of her  I thought to my self.

Earlier today I was working in my office like how  I normally would have when Angel came in, she apologized for barging in and said she had the wrong room, but all I could think about was how soothing her voice sounded. 

Then during dinner tonight I admired how she would check in on her brother every once in a while to see if he was okay.  I did find it a bit amusing how she would treat him as if he was a child.

Sighing I shuffle out of bed and make my way to my office, I bury my self in work, trying to forget about Angel.

Now that I really thought about it no one really knew much about the Santiago's.  All I really knew was that her father was in charge of a small gang, he wasn't exactly the kindest man on earth. We all knew that Angels mother was forced to marry him. Eight years ago Angels father was found dead, we all knew he had killed himself we just didn't know why. 

For a moment I think about her brother, I don't have a problem with him being mute but someone must have a really good reason to stop talking completely. Not wanting to delve any deeper, I make my way back to my room and climb into bed. 

The only thing I remember thinking about before I let sleep take over was Angel.

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There goes chapter two!

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