𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈

-𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐗𝐗𝐗𝐈-

"So you're saying. That the three of you have to leave, again?"

"It seems so, we didn't get to finish our business because someone had a breakdown with alcohol."

Nicolas subtily looked at Adriana, who stuck out her tongue at him, making the guy smirk.

"You've only been back for barely a day!"

"Well business doesn't wait, darling."

"... Do you want to come with us?"

Elias offered, making Isaac and Nicolas turn to look at him.

"Can we take her!?"

"You're not fucking with us, right?"

They both seemed to be more than down with the idea, leaving Adriana between a rock and a hard place.

"Were would we be going then? Los Angeles? New York? Washington?"

"I was thinking more... European."

Isaac hinted, making Aria exited.

"You mean... Like Italy?!"

Her heart started beating faster with happiness. She grew up in Italy, on the island of Sicily with her grandfather, while mom and dad were hell knows where. Thinking of going back there after so many years... It would be amazing. Even to be closer to there, to her hometown would be enough.

"Right on the target, darling! Italy it is!"

After the news, Adriana could barely contain herself, she darted up to her room and started to pack. Elias said they were leaving in three hours, leaving very little time for her to get ready. The girl picked out a pair of ripped black denim shorts and an oversized graphic white t-shirt that she stole from Nicolas to wear, tucking the front of the top to give it some variety. In the meantime, she called her aunt Wren.

"What's up?"

"I'm going to Italy!"

"You are doing what now!?"

"My boy- I mean roomates! They're taking me to Italy because they, uh, have a free ticket!"

"The hell?! I wanna go too! I miss nonno too!"

"That's also why I called! Do you have nonno's phone or someone's around him? Mother made me cut all contact and I can't reach him."

"Yeah, I have some connections, I'll text you when I get something, you have fun now!"

"I will! Thanks auntie!"

"Don't call me auntie! I'm not that old. Bye!"

They ended the call, and Adriana, together with her bag, went down.

"You ready?"

The three men were waiting, all looking extra beautiful for the journey. Elias took the bag out of Adrianas hands, carrying it for her to the car. After hopping in, they headed for the airport.

"So, where exactly in Italy are we residing?"

Adriana asked, fiddling with Nicolas hands. They were bigger than hers, so she had fun tracing the lines on it.

"Sicily. We have a mansion there, and some... Friends."

Isaac was the first to reply, giving Aria head rubs. Her neck almost snapped when she turned to him.

"Sicily? For real? I'm from there!"

Isaac seemed to shine after hearing that.

"We all are, too!"

The two talked about their childhood and didn't even notice the car stop. The four of them hopped out of the car, and there in front of Adriana stood a private jet.

"Wait. You have a private jet?"

Elias started going up the stairs, turning to give Aria a hand. She took it, still processing just how powerful and rich are they. After picking their seats, the plane pilot came out to talk with Elias for a little, before finally going back and starting up the plane.

As Aria was about to put on her headphones, Isaac came and sat down next to her.

"Hey, just so you know, Elias is kinda scared of heights, but he will never admit it. Keep an eye on him, alright?"

Adriana nodded, and the guy went back to his seat. Arias eyes darted to Eli, who was shuffling around with his hands anxiously. The girl stood up and made her way to Elias, taking a seat next to him. She took his hand and brought it up to her lips, placing a light kiss.

"You'll be alright, Eli, relax."

She assured the anxious man and placed her head on his shoulder, easing his stress. Looking around, she spotted Nicolas sleeping with an eye mask, and Isaac, who was sipping a glass of champagne and looking through the window. Together with the sound of the planes engine and the sweet scent that came from Elias, she drifted to the dream land, exited to finally see the streets she grew up on once more.