07 | I'll Find You

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Val, my baby sister

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Val, my baby sister. My best friend. I'm staring at the photos of her on Gio's laptop, she is absolutely beautiful. I don't even notice the single tear that managed to escape my eye. Luciano is right, she does look happy.

All I can think about is getting her back. We've missed out on too much already, I mean she would be fucking 17 years old now, 12 years we missed out on. I am so angry at our mother for taking her, we could have kept her safe, I would have kept her safe. Even though I was only a year older than her, I still would have done anything I could.

We use to play together all the time, she was always smiling and laughing. It warms my heart thinking about all those happy memories.

I'll find you, Princess

"What did Diavola mean when she said Val, loves and misses us? Does that mean she knows about us and doesn't want to be with us?" Vince chokes out.

I whip my head in his direction, I frown thinking he's right, she knows about us. I'm sure mother would have told her stories, so why hasn't she come looking for us? Does she not want to be with us? Is she hiding from someone? What is she hiding?

I can't stop the questions floating in my head, I need to go to the gym and release some of my frustration and anger. I make a quick exit from my father's office and head to the gym. I stop at the door seeing some of our most trusted guards working out, not hesitating I turn on my heel and leave.

I can go to the club, see if there are any fights tonight. That will help me... For now.

D I A V O L A

"Okay, we finally have everything falling into place Nate

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"Okay, we finally have everything falling into place Nate. My family has agreed to lay off Viktor. I will be giving Luis Pierre a call shortly. I need him to contact Vadim for me, and I know Luis knows where Vadim is hiding." I huff out, slumping down in my office chair.

"Who is Vadim again? Why do we need him?" Nate questions, his eyes glued to his laptop too busy watching screaming squirrels on YouTube.

Imbecile, I swear.

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