Dangerous Love

09||Trauma

Xavier Romano

The next morning I woke up and took a shower. It is finally the weekend, today the only thing I can focus on is torturing this guy who is in the cell.

"Who was upstairs with you last night?" Elena asks me as soon as I walk into the kitchen.

I roll my eyes at her and grab some coffee before asking, "Who was that guy you came in with last night?"

Elena rolls her eyes at me before taking a bite of her waffle, "You know I asked the question first asshole."

I pick up my cup from the counter and take a sip of my coffee, "Shouldn't you be answering mine?"

"I have no business telling you." She says pulling out her phone, "When is this charity event happening? I need to get a new dress."

I let out a sigh and ran a hand over my face, "Next week."

Elena's eyes widen as if she saw a ghost, quickly she gets up and grabs her waffle, "I need to go get this dress!"

I furrowed my brows before shaking my head, I sat down at the island and pulled out my phone.

"Xavier!" Audrey exclaims as she walks into the kitchen with Brandon quickly following right behind her, "Guess what?"

"What?"

"I am finally hitting my first trimester!" She cheered as she clapped her hands.

I furrowed my brows in confusion, the fuck she meant by the first trimester?

"Uh, sweetheart I think you meant to say second trimester." Brandon tries to correct her, she turns around quickly at him making him back away a little.

"Would you stop criticizing me in everything I do! You're like my mother!" She cries before walking out of the kitchen.

Brandon looks up at me with a very concerned look on his face.

I put my hands up and say, "That's your problem."

He runs a hand over his face before sighing, "Why do the hormones have to be so bad, I was just trying to help."

I shrugged my shoulders, "Hey, you're lucky. But I'm lucky I don't have to deal with that ever."

Brandon rolls his eyes before exiting the kitchen, my sister's hormones have gone up the roof since she hit her second trimester. This is the tenth time she has told everyone that she's in her second trimester.

After I got done dealing with what I had to do, I was walking into the house, I made my way towards the living room where my mother and father, Valentina, Carlos, and Elena were sitting down.

"Oh hey, Xavier." Carlos greets me while looking down at her phone.

I give him a wave before sitting down next to my mom, "Is everyone ready for the charity ball?"

My mother thinks for a moment and then looks at my dad, "Are you ready?"

My father looks at me and shrugs his shoulders, "When is it?"

"Next week, I would like to prepare as soon as possible." I said as I got up.

"Good job." My father says as he pats my shoulder before walking away.

One thing about my father is that he wants to be proud of us, he's a pretty good dad, but not the best to be more precise, he pushed us to our limits when it came to the Mafia. That was what he all cared about was the Mafia.

When I was twelve years old, I went on my first mission. I guess you can call it that, but it was the worst experience ever. I was supposed to watch this man named Thomas Colombo, he was one of the Mafia's most feared men.