Chapter 33

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Zeniyah

We landed in Italy around 7 am and drove to an estate almost as big as the one in New York. We got settled in our rooms and slept until after noon. I woke up and brushed heading downstairs, I found Tony, Sandro, Giovanni, and a bunch of other men sitting in the living room talking. I turn walking back upstairs and changing into long pants and a hoodie since there were a bunch of random men here. 

When I get back downstairs again the living room goes silent as I walk in, 

"Chi è la ragazza," one of the guys say [Translation: Who's the girl]. 

Giovanni pulls out a gun suddenly putting it to the guys head, 

"Chiudi quella cazzo di bocca e fai quello per cui sei pagato," Giovanni says slowly and menacingly [Translation: You shut the fuck up and do what you're paid to do]

My eyes widen at what's going on in front of me. I slowly walk into the kitchen leaving the men to talk. There's not much in the cabinets apart from some stale pasta. I decide to just stand in the kitchen until they're done, I left my phone upstairs but I don't want a repeat of what just happened. 

After about 25 minutes the guys wrap up and head out. 

"Niyah," I hear Tony call from the room

"Yeah," I answer

"You can come now," he says laughing. I walk into the room and sit beside Sandro; as far from Giovanni as possible, he sighs looking at me, 

"I'm sorry you had to see that," he says 

"Was the gun necessary, what'd he even say?" I ask confused

"He asked who you were but I have to be serious Niyah, people are already taking me as a joke, thinking I faked my death to run to America, I think Theo getting kidnapped was a setup," he says frowning causing his worry lines to deepen.

"So what happens now?" I ask worried

"Well...we have to kill Marco and Theo," Giovanni says and my jaw drops

"YOUR OWN COUSIN," I yell out

"Niyah you have to understand if we don't kill him, he'll kill all of us," Sandro says carefully while placing a hand on my shoulder

"If you'd kill your own blood you'd kill anyone, you'd kill even me," I say in a state of shock

"If it's ever necessary," Giovanni says and the room goes silent. 

"I hope fucking remember that," I say glaring at him

"Alex is flying in," Sandro says to break the silence, and my head snaps in his direction. 

"What? Why? Isn't it unsafe for her?" I say 

"Alex is a trained assassin, love, it's you we should be worried about," Sandro says.

"I can take care of myself," I said 

"Zeniyah a little punch and kick isn't going to do anything with these people," Giovanni says

"SPEAK ONE MORE TIME BOY, pleaseee say my name again," I yell pissed at him

"I'm just saying there's not much you can do to protect yourself with these people," he mumbles again and I lose it 

"Give me your gun Tony," I say looking at him

"Niyah it's no-," he begins to say 

"GIVE.ME.YOUR.GUN," I say gritting out slowly while glaring at Giovanni. He slowly pulls it out and places it in my hand. I feel the heavy, cold metal press against my palm and it all comes rushing back. 

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