The Missing Mafia Princess

Chapter 3

The car ride was okay because all they talked about was how much they missed me and how they were never leaving my side.

The car stopped and Alessandro hopped out and held his hand out for me to grab and I grabbed it.

We walked to the door, and I used the key to unlock the door. Once the door was unlocked, we walked inside and my eyes immediately went to the basement.

"You okay, Tesoro?" Sandro asked.

(Tesoro- Sweetheart)

"Yeah, my room is this way." I said walking up the stairs and he followed.

We reached my room and I grabbed my bags from the closet and started packing. I filled a large bag with clothes and I started packing my necessities in a small bag.

"Done." I said as I walked out of the bathroom.

"That was fast, are you sure you got everything?" Sandro asked confused.

"Oh, I'm very sure. I barely have anything just clothes." I said coldly.

"Alright, let's go home, Tesoro." Sandro said making me nod. Sandro grabbed the large bag while I grabbed my small sized bag. Sandro walked out of my room and I followed behind him.

We walked down the stairs, and he looked around and then looked at me with a pitiful face. "Don't look at me like that." I spoke coldly.

"I'm sorry, Tesoro." He said looking at me with a blank expression. We walked out of the house and I closed the door behind us. Once we reached the car, Sandro opened the trunk and placed my bags in the trunk.

I hopped into the backseat and Alessandro sat in his seat. Alessio drove away and as he drove I watched the house disappear behind us. I laid my head on the window and watched the trees and buildings disappear behind us.

I closed my eyes and relaxed my body, a few minutes later I felt the car come to a stop making me lift my head off the window to see a beautiful mansion.

We all got out of the car, Alessandro and Emiliano grabbed my bags out of the car while Alessio and I walked inside.

I stepped through the door and looked around, it was gorgeous. "Sons!" Alessio yelled and then we heard footsteps and running.

More of my brothers came into view, and my eyes immediately went to the one that looked just like me. "Introduce yourselves," Alessio instructed, and I watched with interest as his brothers complied.

"I'm Matteo, I'm twenty-five years old," Matteo began, and I couldn't help but notice how much he looked like me.

"I'm Dante, I'm twenty-three years old." The next to speak was Dante, and I was surprised to see that he also resembled me quite closely.

"I'm Giovanni, I'm nineteen years old," Giovanni said next, and then the dirty blonde hair boy beside him spoke up.

"I'm Domenico, I'm eighteen years old." Domenico said.

"I'm Luca, your twin brother. I'm sixteen." Luca spoke last.

"I'm Yaszy." I spoke making them smile.