Perfectly wrong / Ace De Luca

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A/n: the journey there is quite rushed simply because I just want them to meet already 😁

Finding out they were a part of the mafia was a big deal, although I'm basically trained enough to join them that's still a big piece of information to just have slapped in front of you. I guess that gets rid of my worries about not fitting in, we all like killing people....great.

I like the fact I have 4 brothers, here in Canada it's just me and my mum, well, WAS me and my mum, now I'm going to have a lot more company. I really hope they're not protective of me, I need my hook ups, that's a nightly process for me and I'm not willing to give it up.

I'm not going to pack anything for the journey, I still have that £100,500 and you'd be stupid if you don't think I'm going to get a private jet there, and then go on a massive shopping spree as soon as I land. I quickly scanned over the last of the information and wrote down his address, folded it up and tucked it in my pocket.

I grabbed a little rucksack and put; My phone, the money, the file, a gun, 2 knives and bandages cause I'm prepared to beat a bitch up. Hopefully Antonio is done by now, even if he isn't I won't be saying goodbye, he's a twat.

I got a message saying the cab was outside, I picked up my bag and raced out the door. Sadly I'll have to leave my car here, I saved up for 2 years to get this thing, and I only got it 4 months ago! The window of the cab rolled down, revealing a VERY attractive man. Might as well have a little play before I leave.

"Hello miss, where did you need to go again?"

"Just to the airport please handsome" I winked at him. He started blushing, damn this is too easy! I climbed into the back and but my bag next to me.

"What's your name sir?"

"My name is Damon"

"Well Damon, where are you from?"

"I moved from Italy not long ago"

"Oh really? That's where I'm going, my father and brothers live there"

"Maybe I know them, what are their names?"

"Dante, Lorenzo, Adriano, Fabiano and Emilio Vitiello"

I noticed his eyes widen, were they that scary? I get that they're in the mafia but surely not EVERYBODY knows of them.

"What's wrong? You look terrified" I stated

"Umm, nothings wrong, but we'll be there in 5 minutes, I'll put the radio on"

So much for playing around a little.

That 5 minutes passed in a flash, I was now climbing out the cab and walking towards the entrance. I got my ticket and made my way to my private jet, oh how great being rich is. I greeted my pilot and he led me to the luggage area, I put my bag down and sat in one of the big seats. I might as well fall asleep, there's nothing else to do.

******

"Miss, sorry to wake you but we're here"

I jerked up, looking into the eyes of the pilot. This man should be more careful, he's lucky I didn't punch him.

"Jesus Christ you scared me" I said with a sigh

"I'm sorry, but I need to prepare for my next flight"

I nodded and collected my things, I was now only an hour away from meeting my family, and it felt good. I trudged down the jets stairs and took in the sight of Italy. It was dark, but I could see houses in the distance, and saying it looked beautiful is a major understatement. I've only ever been in Canada, mum never let me leave, so having this whole new setting felt incredible.