The Long Lost Mafia Princess

Book 2 chapter 74

Our plates are placed in front of us while we're facing each other.

Soon we start eating while talking.

Roman and I laughs and joke during breakfast well more like lunch. 

When we're done eating, we start to clean everything up.

Only when we are finished with cleaning everything up, do we walk to the living room.

But our happy mood immediately dies when we see Killian and Xander pretty beat up in the living room.

My eyes widen and I quickly rush up to him, trying to hide my still small limp.

"What happened?!" I ask worried as I crouch down before them, placing my hands on one of both their cheeks.

Killian's arm is wrapped inside a cast, broken but a hoodie from Xander covers it.

Xander too had a hoodie on but one from Killian, with him it also hides his probably bruised body.

Killian's eyes are red and a little swollen from crying while Xander just looks worried for Killian but pissed at I don't know who or what.

Xander decides to answer as his arm is wrapped around Killian, holding him tight against him.

Protecting him, loving him.

"Those men who attacked you, came for us after prom" Xander says.

Anger consumes me hearing what he says.

They attacked Killian and Xander.

And that at prom. 

At prom!!

It was supposed to be their night, a night full of love for each other, where they can forget about life for a few hours and those assholes took that away from them.

"Are they here?" I ask him, referring to the basement.

"Yeah" Killian says, still shaken up.

"They just came after you?" I ask worried, "like did they want to take you guys or..k-kill you?" I ask barely getting the words out.

I don't want them to die.

Killian shrugs his shoulders while Xander answers, "I don't know, we were just dancing when we went outside and suddenly they all just came out of nowhere. We were fighting for a while as more men came. Eventually our bodyguards helped us take them all down at once" Xander says.

"I'm so sorry that happened" I say sincere while reaching out and giving them a big hug.

My head is resting in between theirs, my arms wrapped around them as they wrap theirs around me.

After a few minutes we pull away and Xander decides to go to his room with Killian, to process everything.

Roman gives them both a small hug too, telling them to just call out for him if he can help with something just like with me.

When they are walking upstairs, the anger inside me only rises.

I quickly march out of the living room and run to the basement as adrenaline fills me.

I run down to the cells, "where are they?" I ask commanding to the first guards I see.

He quickly understands what I'm referring to and tells me that my family is in the interrogating room with them.

I thank him quickly and start to run to the torture room.

Opening the door, I immediately lunge forward to the first guy I see who isn't part of my family.

I keep punching that mother fucker for hurting my family until I'm being dragged off of him.

I struggle against the hold until I recognize who it is.

"Val, my love, stop" Roman says gently in my ear.

"He hurt them!" I scream as Roman wraps his arms around me from behind.

"I know, but we're not going to get any answer to why they did that if you kill them my love. I promise you can hurt them or kill them after, okay" Roman tells me in such a calm voice that I can't help it but nod my head.

"Good girl" Roman mutters in my ear so quietly that I'm the only one who hears it.

But that doesn't stop the blush from coming across my face as heat pools between my legs.

Roman releases me and I walk back up to the now almost dead guy.

I grip the man by his collar and drag his head a little off the floor.

"Why did you hurt them!?" I demand an answer while I have my fist ready at my side for if he wouldn't want to answer.

He sees the fist and gulps nervously.

"Answer me!" I say harshly.

"I-...it was just a mission" he stutters a little.

I shake my head annoyed and bang his head against the ground before dragging him back up again.

"Why?" I asks in a sickening sweet voice.

"Our b-boss wanted us to kill them, I don't know why- please don't kill me" the men cries.

"That's a better answer-" I say before taking my knife out of my waistband of my pants and slitting his throat.

There are like 40 other men in here to ask question to.

Now they know not to mess with me.

I stand back up and look down at the now I think dead man.

To be sure he actually is dead, I kick his body a little and when he doesn't move I know for sure he's dead.

I walk up to the next guy, the bloody knife still in my hand as blood drops down the floor from it.

The man tries to move away from me but I quickly catch up to him by standing on his hand, breaking some bones in the process but at least he can't get away now.

"Who'd you work for?" I ask once more in that commanding voice while twirling the knife in my hand as some druppels of blood hit this man in the face.

The man suddenly literally starts crying as he wets his pants.

What the fuck.

I don't even try to console him or try to make him feel better because he hurt my family and you just can't do that unless you want to die.

This man chose his own fate.

"Switzerland's ma-mafia" he cries out.

I nod my head, "Mhm" I hum trying to suppress the fact that I'm starting to see red from anger.

Another man in the room suddenly stands up and says, "war is coming!" Before he's shot in the head by multiple people from my family.

He falls to the ground, dead.