Arabella Sophia Cara Ferrari was just three years old when she was sent to a boarding school for her 'protection'. What the Ferrari's didn't know was what went on inside the boarding school. Years later, she escapes and changed her name and moves to...
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Arabella Cattaneo POV
Danny quickly put his hands in a surrender position and I did the same.
"Woah. Calm down there. We weren't sent by anyone." I answered, eyeing the gun.
"There is no 'Daniel' in any of your files. Who the fuck do you live with?" He questioned again.
"You have to promise not to tell anyone." I replied, as they nodded.
"We ran away from a boarding school when we were 13 and moved a lot. And we know you guys are in the Spanish mafia." I answered, my face not showing any emotion.
"How-?"
"The surname, the gun in your holster, the guards, the money, the accent. You guys do need to hide it a bit better." I interrupted, "Look, it was just a hunch that Selena was the heiress of the most powerful mafia in the world but when I saw Matias' face, I knew."
"Tell us more about yourselves. We can't trust you if you don't." Mr. Gonzalez threatened.
I looked at Danny who wanted to tell them. I knew it was because he loved her.
"We were both in the boarding school at the age of 3. Or at least that's what Charles said. We hated it. They did horrible stuff and we needed to get out. When the opportunity came, we took it. We ran from Italy to England and then to California and our latest stop, NYC." I concluded as I took a seat across from Camila and her husband. Danny next to me and Selena on the loveseat.
"I have a question." Selena started, "How the hell did you guys afford that amazing penthouse?"
"I stole from people's bank accounts." I bluntly answered, keeping out the fact that I owned a fashion company.
"And what's your real last name. Surely you guys changed it, right?" Camila added.
"Yea. It used to be Jordan Ait and Arabella Ricci to Jordan Hassan and Arabella Cattaneo." Jordan answered, smiling happily.
"And you guys don't have any family?" Lena frowned.
"We have each other." Jordan gave them a sad smile.
"Well, we would love to take you two in. If Selena loves you guys, so can I." Camila gushes.
"Thank you guys." I nod as Jordan hugs Camila.
"No problem and call me Matias." He glared at Jordan who was still hugging his wife.
"He's gay." I giggled.
"I don't care. He better keep his hands to himself." Matias grumbled back.
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Safe to say we ended up staying and getting our own rooms.
Mine was across from Lena's and Jordan's was next to mine.
It was currently breakfast and I had put on a pair of Selena's sweatpants and sweater, Danny was wearing some of her brothers clothes from when he used to live here.
Apparently he moves frequently and goes to Spain a lot.
He's definitely hot.
"So, I was thinking we could go to fight today." Selena said, gathering our attention.
"Oh! We should! And we could bring Belly since she's really good! I am too, but I could never be as good as her!" He smiled.
"Sure, you guys can go." Matias said, sipping his coffee, not even looking up from his phone. "Arabella and Jordan, if my daughter doesn't come back in one piece, you're dead." He took out a gun, aiming at us, without looking up from his phone again.
"Hey I wasn't the one suggesting we should go!" I complained.
"Fine, Jordan if none of them come back happy, you're dead." He glared.
"Sir, yes sir." He saluted.
Selena giggled, "First stop, the huge penthouse you guys own!"
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