Begin Again

8. It's Just A Bullet Graze

"You have a twin sister... and you never tried to set us up?" One of my higher up men snickered.

"I tell you my long-lost sister kidnapped my children and your immediate follow up question is why didn't I offer up my sister as a place to get your dick wet?"

Getting up from my chair I make my way over to him yelling," Tu bravo a niente scarafaggio, dammi una buona ragione per cui non dovrei ucciderti in questo momento"

(You good for nothing cockroach, give me one good reason why I shouldn't kill you right now).

"Fuck she's so sexy when she talks in Italian especially when she's threatening someone," Ace mutters to his brother with a groan.

Before I had time to do it, my dad who was sitting next to the worker took out his gun and shot him once in his arm, then chest, and ended his rampage with the final shot to his dick.

"Anyone else have any snarky comments to make or can we get back to the task of finding my princess?"

I swear the phrase she got from her father was made about me.

"Thank you, daddy,"

"You're welcome sugar plum" "For what bambina?" My father and Ace said at the same time.

"Oh shit" my father-in-law Angelo said while shaking his head.

Watching with a little smirk on her face, Francesca Martinai said "wait, Jackson."

But that fell on deaf ears, as my father shot my husband in the arm.

My father rarely shows emotions but one of the ways to get a reaction out of him is to remind him that one of the lovely names I call my husband is daddy.

"AHHHH Fuck why-" Ace started to say and was interrupted by my father

"Stop being so dramatic it's just a bullet graze," my father said. Sitting back down, my father put on his expressionless face as if nothing had just happened and gave me a nod to continue.

"As I was saying before I was interrupted, I thought my sister was dead. But Leo, just like his sisters, has a photographic memory, if he remembers seeing what he thought was me that's what he thought."

"I'm sorry, but how exactly do you confuse your sister for being dead? That seems like something you wouldn't get wrong," Alicia, one of my workers asked.

"Well my sperm donor stabbed my sister in her chest when she was 9. After she collapsed on the spot he then proceeded to grab a butcher knife and told me to watch as he 'cut her like a pork chop'.

At the mention of being stabbed the atmosphere of the room instantly went frigid. Our mafia is ruthless but we never harm children, only true monsters do.

And that's exactly what my sperm donor- is a monster.

"But once he said the pork chop comment, I passed out, after waking up my sperm donor fed me a BBQ sandwich and asked if I enjoyed eating my sister once I finished it"

Ignoring the face of disgust, and mouth gasps I finished the story with," so pardon me if I thought she was dead."

Walking back to my chair at the head of the table I continue, "I want my babies back in the manor before tomorrow night. Be thorough with your checks, exhaust every option. I swear to God if we don't bring my babies back everyone in this room will be wishing they were in hell instead of up here with me because I will paint the world red with all the blood I'll have on my hands."

My children are my lifelines, they are the reason everyday that I wake up and strive to be the best. I would do anything from them, nothing is too big or small for my babies.

And I won't give up until my 2 little women are back in my arms.

If only she knew how long she would be waiting for. 

Reese - ugh what can I say besides she's a legend, she's icon, and she is the moment. 

Also sperm bank daddy is crazy... I wonder if he'll pop up in the story again? ?