Aurora

Chapter 13 - French Mafia

Putting my plate in the dishwasher, I head back to my room to get ready and double check that I have everything. Placing my outfit on the bed I head for the bathroom. Turning on the shower I strip down. Opening the door I walk into the shower and let the water fall on my back. Many things could happen while we're in France, my family could find out that I run a mafia or that I somehow know the French Mafia. I don't know who else will be there, but the other day I overheard father on the phone with what sounded like te Russian Mafia leader Ivan Volkov.

Here's the jiffy I know many mafia families and think of multiple as family. Mother was friends with quite a few of their wives and thankfully when something happened someone was always there for us if we needed it. The French, Russian, English, and American mafias were our main go toos. Each family helped us in a way that we could never repay and for that I will always be thankful. I swore that whenever they needed I'd be there to help in anyway I possibly could.

Turning off the water I dry off before putting on my robe. Taking out my blowdryer I start on my hair, curling it to look beachy. Deciding on barely any makeup I put on only a little before walking out and putting on my outfit. Walking over to the mirror I stare at my reflection and silently compliment myself. Not even gonna lie these pants make my ass look really good.

Putting the rest of my tech in a bag, I grab my suitcases and roll them down the stairs. Just kidding I saw Angelo coming out of his room and kindly asked him to take them down for me. Okay I may have threatened to hide all of the candy but that's beside the point. Walking down the steps before he can say anything else, I hear him grunt behind me and mutter some colorful words under his breath.

Standing at the bottom I watch him struggle, smiling to myself, "Took you long enough, we probably could have flown around the world and back and you'd still be trying to bring those down."

Glaring at me, "Maybe if you didn't pack so much shit then this would be a lot easier. Its like you're packing for an entire year." Walking behind me he mumbles, " I'm making dad put a damn elevator in this house. "

Laughing I walk into the living room where a few others are waiting, while Angelo places our bags near the front door. Sitting down next to Blake I pull out my phone and answer emails while waiting for the rest. Moments later Father, Mateo, and Alexander walk through the doorway.

"Does everyone have all that they need?" Father asks while looking around, everyone says a quick yes, "Alright then lets go, the jets ready and we need to get there as soon as possible." He ushers us out of the house and to the car.

Climbing in we start off to the airport, pulling out my phone I scroll through random apps until we reach. The driver opens the door and we all get out, thanking him we start towards the jet. Climbing up the steps I walk to one of the tables more towards the back so it will be harder for anyone to see my computer. Sitting down I pull out my computer and open my emails.

"I'm going to take a nap, wake me when we get there." Alessio dosen't even wait for someone to answer before he walks past me, into the room at the back.

Everyone else either sits down on one of the couches or at a table. Father, Alexander, and Mateo all sit down at tables to do work while Blake, Marco, and Angelo all sit down on the couches. I take that bake Angelo is laying down on a couch with a blanket covering him. I'm guessing he's going back to sleep. To be fair it was before eight in the morning.

Switching between answering emails and designing new outfits, the captain comes on the overhead speaker announcing we will be landing in a few minutes and we need to put on our seatbelts. Alessio walks out of the room stilll half asleep. He basically falls into the chair and buckles himself, Angelo slowly sits up and awkardly buckles his seatbelt into place.

Landing, I put my things back into my bag before unbuckling at following the rest out of the jet. They all sood at the bottom of the stairs and watched me come down. Once I stepped on to the ground the all flocked around me like they were my security, before opening the car door for me and letting me get in first before the all got in.

Once we were all settled in the driver looked back at my dad, "Allons-y," the driver nodded pulling away from the jet. (Let's go)

We drove for about twenty minutes, everyone either looking at the gorgeous scenery or on their phones before pulling up to a huge mansion. I knew it, something is going on if we're going to the French Mafias house, Louis is the leader with his wife Abella. Mother and I stayed here for a few months when bad people were looking for us.

The gate opens up, and we drive through pulling up infront of the house. Both Louis and Abella are standing out on the front steps, the driver opens the door and we all climg out. Father and Alexander are the first to reach them. They bro-hug Louis before hugging Abella, the rest of the boys do the same before it's my turn. Putting out my hand towards Luis I introdue myself, he looks at it before shaking my hand and only telling me his name.

I stick out my hand towards Abella but she pulls me into a hug saying loud enough for everyone to hear, "none of that honey, it's a pleasure to meet you," so only she and I can hear she whispers in my ear, "it's so wonderful to see you honey, we all have missed you so much." She pulls back and smiles at me.

Waving everyone in, we walk into their house, leading us into their living room we see their sons. They have three sons Nathan who is sixteen, Thomas who is fifteen, and Johnathan who is fourteen. Looking up from the TV, they stand up before walking over and bro-hugging each one of the boys before stopping at me. I will never understand why guys do that. One by one they extend their hands and introduce themselves, it sucks that we have to pretend not to know eachother but I know it's for the best.

"We have a room for each of you and your things will be delivered and put in there shortly, to make it easier it's set up how your rooms at your house are. Dinner should be ready soon, so I hope you guys are hungry." Abella smiles and motions towards the dining room.

Following them in we all sit down, shortly after maids bring in piles of food. Thanking them we begin to place some on our plates. Everyone is conversing around the table, and the doorbell goes off. Abella stands up to go answer the door. We hear her talking before the sound of multiple shoes can be heard. Turning in my chair to see who it is, I watch Abella walk in first before the other people do.

God must really not be on my side today, as I notice the one person in this world that I loathe more than anything walk through the doorway.

Thank you to everyone that is reading and voting on my story!! I'm glad y'all like it.

Also I'm sorry this took a little longer to write, unfortunateley one of our dogs passed away on Tuesday.

Hope you have a wonderful rest of the week. And be careful if you celebrate the Fourth of July with fireworks, trust me I've had my fairshare of injuries from them.