Infinity

Chapter 21 - Plane

We're on our way to the airport to travel to New York and I have to share a jet with my siblings and the Salvatore siblings. Can this trip get any worse?

Man I miss New York, my mom used to bring us here every year when my dad was busy with mafia business, he said that he didn't want his kids to see the real him, which was understandable, dad gets really angry. New York was like a second home.

When we arrived at the airport, our private jets were ready for us to board. These 8 hours better go quick. The jet is luxurious, there are cream coloured seats and a huge coach towards the back of the plane, and a bar. Yay.

"Isabella be careful!" I shout at her as she jumps on to the coach.

We all sit down and the bartender gives us our drinks.
"Aurora, are you excited for your wedding?" Sebastian laughs and slouches down next to Aurora.

"Shut up. Asshole." She mutters. I can see the discomfort on her face.

"Really Sebastian?" I throw a pillow at him.

After two hours of talking and laughing I look down to Isabella. "Bella, you want to sleep?" I ask as she's trying to snuggle up next to me. "Ok, come on." I pick her up and take her into the bedroom at the back of the plane away from the noise.

When I open the door I see Vincenzo sitting on one of the beds (there's two single beds in the room) with a laptop on his lap. Paying no attention to him I get into the bed with Isabella on my lap, this girl needs to learn how to fall asleep without me.

I quietly sing a lullaby to her and stroke her hair, a lullaby my mom sang to me and Aurora every single night.

I can see Vincenzo staring at me from the corner of my eyes. But I sing to her anyway.

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I have to admit I'm getting distracted. And by who? The fucking she devil herself Jasmine De Leon.

I decided to sit in the bedroom to give myself space to think. These Russians really aren't backing down. What do they want that is so important that they're killing everything in their way to get to us. There's always a motive.

Jasmine walks into the bedroom holding Isabella in her arms. She sees me then rolls her eyes. She gets into the bed next to mine, making sure Isabella is comfortable. Then she starts singing softly to Isabella. Damn it, she has the voice of an angel. After a few minutes Isabella doses off to sleep.

"You have a beautiful voice, amore."
Let me just be nice. For once.

"Is this what you do before you kill your victims. Kiss up to them and then end them?" I don't understand. I just said she had a nice voice. "You know if you want to kill me, Salvatore, you might as well do it now." Oh it would be my pleasure.

"What do you want me to do to push you off the plane? Because I would gladly do it, amore." I know she hates the nicknames, but I like seeing her pissed off.

"Then do it." She challenges me.

"That would be too easy."

"Why do you want to put on a show?" She jokes. "We both know you're not capable of doing that." She smirks.

"I'm capable of a lot of things. Mostly things only you can imagine."

"What's that supposed to mean."

"Use your brain... cagna(bitch)." Ok, now she's pissed.

"You're making a big fucking mistake Salvatore." She chuckles.

After a while I close my laptop and place it back into my bag. I get and stretch my arms, then I notice that Jasmine has fallen asleep with Isabella still in her arms. Her hair is scattered across her forehead. I take a picture and send it to Elena.

I take a blanket and put it over them. I push the hair that was scattered on Jasmine's face, and gently place it behind her ear. I look at her for a while.

If only we didn't hate each other so much.