Chapter 40

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Ace's POV

My chest bares an unimaginable pain. I sit in the gun range at the back contemplating whether to shoot the dummies or myself.

Of course anyone can take the easy way out and I have more than enough reasons too.

However, I have even more reasons not to. Allegra, Ashley and Amelia. They need me.

Picking up my gun I aim at the targets hitting each one with precision. I don't even hear when my sister walks in and calls my name.

Hearing my name being shouted one last time in a loud voice I turn around quickly pointing the gun at her in shock before lowering it.

"Sorry" I mumble and she walks up to me pulling me down to her height for a hug.

"I can't even begin to imagine what you are going through right now" her voice is soft and we pull apart. Confusion fills my face and she notices it.

"I lost Roman yes, but we weren't in love. Not in a romantic way. We never were so I can't imagine what you are going through having lost Octavia." She wipes another tear with her thumb smearing it on my cheek.

I stay quiet, holding in the rest from her.

"Ace, I'm your twin sister. I know when you're holding back. I can practically feel your pain. It's me...... Just let everything out this once. Cry it out so it doesn't destroy you." As soon as she says this I break down fully into her arms falling to my knees in the process.

She holds me tightly and I hold on to her seeking more of the comfort she provides. After 20 minutes I feel numb. I would cry some more but I literally have no tears left.

Most of the weight feels as if it left my chest but the weight in my heart is heavier than before. And soon enough I felt it crack, shatter and fall apart.

We hugged until we heard the door open and close. Looking up we both freeze seeing our father, Marina and Valentina standing there.

After composing myself we both listen to what he has to say. He wants us both to continue living with them or he will have no choice to make the Spanish mafia heir Valentina instead of me. Being a mafia king doesn't mean shit to me if my queen is gone.

Looking towards Valentina she nods her head. An encouragement that I don't have to lead. I don't have to take on that responsibility. I just had to make sure she was ok with living that life.

"Where is uncle Vince?" She finally asks. Marina smiles and pulls Valentina closer.

"He's dead. So is Roman and Octavia" my sister breaks the news knowing that I can no longer even speak.

My dad pulled me in and hugged me for the first time since I was 10. The feeling feels foreign but it comforts me.

Marina frowns and Valentina is hurting from the news. I can see it across her features.

I'm hurting too. He was my brother.

We talk about everything and about thirty minutes later we all solemnly say our goodbyes.

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Mr. Rossi's POV

Ace's father came over around thirty minutes ago and so did some Italian mafia men. It was told to me that Allegra will take place as Don and that was in Leo's will.

The Russians agreed that Amelia will take Romans place when she is older so they can keep the peace with us since we have other mafias on our side and Alicio decided that he will take over the American mafia since his sister can't do both.

In two days we will have achieved our 3 year journey's goal. World domination. We will own the world, but what does it matter if we lost everyone who was important along the way.

I had made a plan. Ace, Allegra, Gregory, Alicia and I will collect the bodies of our friends.

So that's what we did. We got their bodies and had a proper funeral burying them next to each other. Vince then Roman then Octavia then Leo. Allison was buried by herself at a location only her family knew.

Ashley had given Allegra the ring and she didn't break down. She smiled. She was happy knowing that they would have had a good future. She was happy knowing that she experienced love.

Real love.

She was happy knowing that she told him she loved him before he took his last breath.

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I know y'all punching air right now. But in my defense it hurts knowing they died.

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