Mafia's Little Regina

Chapter 39

^^^^ Emiliano's boxing bag ^^^^

Emiliano's POV:

3 and a half months. 3 and a half months ago my baby sister was gone. It was all Victoria and Orabella's fault. Both of them were the last people to see Esmerelda. Esmerelda risked her life to save them and look at where it has gotten us. Esmerelda kidnapped by our sworn enemies. The Irish second in command started his own little gang, took our information, kidnapped our princess, nearly killed my older sister Orabella and nearly killed my sister-in-law Victoria. Burkley was the biggest motherf*cker on this planet. When I get my hands on him, I will skin him raw and rip out his jugular. Our whole family broke. It was worse than the time she ran away for three days. We all have lost hope that she is alive. We all think she is dead but nobody wants to say it. As if she is dead it is completely our fall. I don't believe that like the rest of my family. She is a fighter. She is alive somewhere out there. My heart feels heavy from pain but not heavy enough for it to be grief. Orabella and Victoria were saved by Kayden. Apparently, he is also enemies with the Irish thus, my enemy's enemy is my best friend. One of the first rules you learn while in the mafia world. Lorenzo has become a total workaholic. He is neglecting his wife. He is furious with Victoria knowing she could have stopped all of this madness. Mama has stopped doing her daily running session with Victoria and does it by herself instead, that is how disappointed she is with her daughter-in-law. We have been searching for her for what seems like decades. Burkley decided to go MIA on us making it more difficult. I must say Burkley does have some tricks up his sleeve but sooner or later he is going to slip. Slip so bad that he and his gang will be demolished by the Italian and Sicilian mafia with the snap of a finger. Esmerelda was supposed to live her young life. On April 9th she was kidnapped. The last day of spring break. She was meant to finish her 8th grade and go to school on April 10th. I was with her buying stuff for her. I was so mean to her. I always stare at the matching outfit she bought herself and me. When she comes back I will wear it with her. I won't take her for granted. Who am I kidding though? I am simply lying to myself. Of course, I know I will be mean to her just like how I was with her. When she disappeared for 3 days she said these exact same words. I just can't forget the fact that a little bit of f*cking pain that is in my bambina's heart is caused by my dumb f*cking a*s. I pull my hair in frustration. I go downstairs. I need to head out. Head out to the boxing gym. I need a release. When I arrived at the gym I kept my hood on with my black hoodie. I got some black tape to wrap my hand. After I wrapped them I went to my usual private boxing room. There, I hung my favorite heavy 30 kg boxing bag. I immediately gravitated towards it. I made my first punch enjoying the familiar tingles that spread throughout my body every time I hit something. Violence was like fuel to me. Fighting was my passion. I imagined it as if the boxing bag was a Burkley. The one and only Burkley b*stard who had kidnapped my baby sister. The one who I would beat until dead. The one I would send to hell. Forget f*cking hell. He doesn't deserve hell. He is an abomination to the devil himself. I loathe him. People who take advantage of kids and girls. I continued punching the bag. Uppercut, Roundhouse kick, Jab, Cross, Jab, Hook, Roundhouse kick, Uppercut. I continued fighting until my blood boiled from tiredness and sweat. I fought until the boxing bag ripped. Until all its beads fell to the f*cking ground. One more punch was all it took. I hit as hard as my body was willing to. The boxing bag was punctured with a hole as the mesmerizing beads dripped from it. The noise of the beads flowing was harmony to my f*cking ears. I imagined as if the falling beads were Burkley blood. Burkley's blood pouring out of his disgusting f*cking body. When I find Burkley I am going to kill him. I was going to save my princess and make her the queen of this world.

Esmerelda- Antoinette's POV:

My wounds were bleeding profusely. I somehow managed to drive the Subaru. I had been driving for about 1 hour. It was around evening time, maybe 4 o'clock looking at the sun. I was back in Roe. Luckily Burkley's base was only 50 kilometers away from Rome making it easier for me to get back. Driving in Rome city, I had to be careful. I didn't want a criminal record on my ID. Imagine 'drove a car at the age of 13.' That sounds illegal and bad. Some people might laugh at me thinking I am worried about driving penalty points even if I work in the Mafia. Now the biggest question I had did I go back. Do I go back to my family? Do I go back to the same people who swore on their life that they would protect me but failed miserably? The same people who hid the fact that they were in the Mafia. Or should I go to my trusted friends? The ones who hadn't given up on me yet. It was either Sylvester. Alexander or Ryder-Blake. I couldn't go to Kayden. He was allied with the Italians which means he could easily tattle tale on me. I couldn't go to the hospital. If I went to a hospital they would inform my guardians who were currently the ex-don of the Italian Mafia, my father Alberto, and the don of the Italian Mafia, Lorenzo. I was in a tough situation. I thought escaping was the miserable part but now I am starting to think that the 'Return' is scarier. I decided to call my most trusted member. Sylvester. I was about to reach in my pocket to grab a phone but remembered. I was in one of the Irish's disgusting t-shirts and didn't have my phone. I was driving and saw a phone booth. I checked to see if anybody was there. If somebody saw me in my current state they would send me to the hospital and that is not where I want to be right now. When the coast was clear I parked the car by putting the gear on the 'P' symbol. I limped to the phone booth. I had memorized all the phone numbers that were on my phone because I was the biggest control freak. It has come in handy to me today. I thank my brain for its smartness. The phone begins to ring until I hear another person pick up on the other side.

"Hello." A deep low voice speaks. It had been so long since I heard Sylvester's voice that I missed it.

"Sylvester, It's me," I say. I could hear the shock in his voice.

"Don, where are you? You have been gone for 3 and a half months." He says. I roll my eyes with the little energy I have about the fact that Sylvester called me 'Don.'

"Not Don. It's Esme. I will explain everything later. I was wondering if you were coincidentally in Rome." I asked, hoping his answer was positive.

"Yes. I am. I came to Rome. I found a lead on where you might have been." Sylvester said. I sigh.

"Have you been taking care of the mafias and businesses while I was gone?" I am frustrated by the fact he was looking for me instead of handling the more important business.

"Yes. I found my first lead today. I found Burkley's hideout, I was heading there just now." Sylvester said.

"Oh, where is your location right now?" I ask.

"Oh, I'm on East street in front of the Gelato and More shop." He informed me. I was on East Street as well. I looked around for the Gelato and More store and spotted it immediately because of its prominent green and pink lights.

"I am at the phone booth about 20 meters to your 3 o'clock," I say. I hear silence on the other side of the phone, informing me that he is trying to spot me.

"Yeah, I see you. I'll pick you up." He says and hangs up the phone. I put the phone away and saw an Audi pick up speed and u-turn to where I was. It stopped in front of me and out came Sylvester. He came up to me and engulfed me in a big hug. I winced in pain. He took a better look at me and his eyes widened.

"What happened to you, my sweet little angel." He said grazing his thumb on my wrists. I winced loudly but he continued to check my wounds.

"We need to take you to a hospital now. Come on." He said. I nod my head side to side.

"No, if I go to the hospital they will inform Lorenzo. Take me to the Mafia base and fix me up." I say.

Author's Note:

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