"If you want peace, prepare for war"
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Adelina Valesco.
She has been raising herself since she was five years old, the age where she was taken away from her biological family - the Italian Mafia. She found the courage and determination to finally...
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My phone rings just as I am finishing giving out orders to my men on our next mission that is planned for tonight. So nodding for them to get everything ready as I answer the call, after checking the caller, Ivan. "почему ты не отвечаешь на мои звонки?" (why have you not been answering my calls?)
I roll my eyes as he continues to scold me, his fluent accent becoming more prominent as he becomes more frustrated. "успокойся, я просто был занят." (calm down, I have just been busy) Quietly sitting down on my desk chair whilst leaning back and closing my eyes as he speaks.
"Мне нужна услуга, это важно." (I need a favour, it is important) I hum softly to show him that I am definitely listening so he carries on, "Нам нужна ваша помощь, было нападение. Маму застрелили, но она выжила." (we need your assistance, there was an attack. Mama was shot, but she made it through)
I hear a loud bang and know that he had slammed his fist down as he usually does when he gets angry, his news makes my eyebrows furrow, who is stupid enough to attack the Russians?
"Конечно, я чертовски помогу тебе. тебе удалось кого-нибудь поймать?" (of course I will fucking help you. Did you manage to capture anyone?) I grab a pen off my desk and start to write some ideas on who could have attacked and why, as he replies "Были, у нас есть некоторая информация, и я хотел бы рассказать вам лично. Я буду там на следующей неделе, я скучал по тебе." (We did, we have some information that I would like to tell you in person. I will be there next week, I have missed you)
Placing my pen down with a smile, "Увидимся тогда. Я тоже скучал по тебе. Передай свою любовь маме и папе." (I will seen you then, I have missed you too. Send my love to mama and papa)
We say our goodbyes and I end the call, placing my phone on my desk before closing my eyes again, aiming for some silence, but I am not at all surprised when it is interrupted by my phone ringing again.
I glance at the screen and answer, greeting the caller "Fratello" he laughs softly before replying "I will never get tired of hearing that from you, gemello" (twin) he continues before I can comment "I was wondering if you are busy later? We would like you to come for dinner, I- we miss you."
I hum distractedly when thinking about it, which must worry him because he starts to ramble "You don't have to..it has just been a while and I really want to see you, I'm sorry about messaging you constantly, I was just worried that you would not want to see us again after the restaurant.." I interrupt him before he can carry on, "I'm busy until 7."
He stops suddenly before answering "That is fine, half 7 is fine, I will send you the address." I agree and end the call after saying our goodbyes. I reluctantly stand from my comfortable desk chair, putting my blazer on and securing my gun before exiting my office and start making my way towards the meeting room where I meet with everyone before leaving for a mission.
