THE BOSSES THAT RULE ITALY

Chapter 9: Let Us Help You

Alessia's POV
I stood in all black as the priest prepay about my parents being in a better place. I along with others were crying. When they put my parents in the ground, I was crying. I couldn't stand when they counted how many feet they were in the ground.

When they reached half way I yelled. I yelled at the priest, the people, my parents. I didn't care because I was hurt. I felt hands around me trying to calm me down. It was Alonzo. Of course I resisted. I wanted to be dead along with them.

I woke up gasping for air. I looked around not noticing where I am. I see a women in the room with me. She was in a scrubs and was drawing my blood.

I didn't care that I ran out the room. But I did however care that a group of men came in a surrounded the door. Amongst them was some man. He grabbed my arms trying to calm me down.

Well that's not working sir.

It was about five minutes and I was still not calling down. Francesca came busting in the room.

"Hunter let go of her now." She yelled.

He did as she said. When he did that I immediately calmed down. She told everyone except for the nurse to leave the room.

"It's okay. After yesterday, we found you unconscious and we took you to our house. This is the nurse and she's just doing a check up to make sure everything is fine."

"Yeah ok. Sorry for lashing out earlier." I said apologizing to the nurse.

"It's fine. If I went through what you did and woke up in a new environment with men surrounding you."

I let the nurse do here thing before given clothes to change in. Francesca said that I could use her bathroom and wash my hair if I wanted too.

I got out the shower with soaking wet hair and was wearing black jeans and a white Nike hoodie. I was then escorted to an office and told to go inside.

I walk in and saw Francesca and Romero along with two other men and another girl. The one that sat down at the desk cleared his throat before ushering to me.

"This is Giovanni" he said point to the man at the desk.

"The two on the couch are Mateo and Elena and you already know me and Francesca. We had a meeting about you and we decided it's best for you to stay here." He gave me a worried look.

"Why is that? Why is it you all feel it is best for me to live here with you?" I asked.

"Well after what happened last night-"
He started.

"I'm sorry. What happened last night was that I was being held in chains being tortured. That does not mean I can not handle or protect myself. No offense but I don't need men at my beck and call for anything."

Desk man chuckled which made me glare in his direction.

"Did I say something funny?" I said confused.

"You said you didn't need men at your beck and call when you clearly need us. If we didn't show up you would have been dead."

"Did it ever occur to you that I didn't need saving. Maybe I wanted to be dead. I'm an assassin so I could have found a way to save myself. Yet I didn't. I've lived without a male figure in my life for 2 years. I'll be fine on my own."

"Yes because that's worked so well for you yesterday." He countered.

I glared at him. This man didn't even know me yet he was quick to judge.

"Look I was opposed to having you here. It was my siblings who wanted you to stay. But obviously someone wants you dead so you can either take our help or leave it."

With no hesitation I said, "I'll leave it."

I walked out the door and asked someone where the front door is. I swear this house was like the White House.

When I was headed towards the gate another man stopped me. What is with all the men around here. I told him I was leaving and he said where.

I rolled my eyes and said I'm going somewhere that does not concern him and he called head of security. Whoever that was. He made me wait.

A couple moments later, the same man that sat behind his desk was here. He looked at me. I never really saw it before but he had nice dark grey eyes.

"Lei dovrebbe partire" (she's supposed to be leaving.) he spoke to Mr. Head of Security.

"Allora lasciala andare. Non tratteniamo or persone contro i loro desideri, specialmente quando non vogliono essere qui." (Then let her leave. We don't hold people against their wishes especially when they don't want to be here.)

I didn't like how they talked like I didn't exist.

"Sì, ed è quello che ho detto al signor qui. Ha ancora insistito per chiamarti." (Yes and that's what I told mister here. He still insisted on calling you.) I said leaning back putting my arms out behind me.

They looked at me as if they had seen a ghost.

"Non ha destinazione." (She has no destination.)

"Allora lasciala camminare per le strade. In ogni caso non è un mio problema." (Then let her walk on the streets. Either way it's not my problem.)

The security guard gave him a nod before opening the gate for me. I got up at started walking. A very faint cell phone rang. It went silent as I was about 2 inches from the gate.

Just as I was bout to turn and walk up the street I heard someone call me.

"Avery. My sister wants to talk with you before your departure." Giovanni yelled.

I got flashbacks to being in Brazil.

"Avery. Avery can you here me." My commander said.

"Yep." I said on the ground after just getting out of a active bombed building alive.

"Are you ok Agent?" Some yelled.

"I mean other from the fact of this all possibly failing and me ending up dead I'm peachy." I said in a heightened peppy voice.

"Oh thank god. She's fine." I heard Andrea say with a sigh of relief.

I smiled and went back to base.

"Avery." He yelled again snapping me out of my flashback.

I looked up in acknowledgement.

"Francesca wants to see you." He repeated.

I walked back into the house and was told to wait in the living room. I looked around admiring the decor in the room. I saw a crest and decided to walk towards it to see it more clearly.

"In famiglia c'ê onore, amore e proteggere non uno ma tutti" I whispered out loud.

"In family there is honor, love, and to protect not one but all" Francesca said walking next to me.

"It was the crest my family earned when protecting the people of this country long ago. My grandfather though even if you were the lowest you could always protect and be protected. It's our code and I personally live by it which is why I'm asking you to let us help you." She begged.

It's lot that I didn't want to be protected or whatever. It would be nice because I wouldn't have to constantly look over my shoulder. I refused because the questions and possibilities that are bad out weigh any reason.

"Please let me do this for you." She begged again.

I took a deep breath.

"Fine. But only because I can't let someone break their code because of a decision."

I mean I could but this way I could be on the inside and find out any information that I needed to without having a target in my back per se.