𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈

-𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐗𝐋𝐕-

The foot steps were heard again, but this time, Adriana wasn't going to play anymore. She had untied herself and broke the wooden chair she was tied to, taking one of it's legs as a weapon. Aria heard gunshots and yells, so hiding behind the stairs was her best bet. She didn't know what was happening outside or who exactly was coming to get her.

...Three. There's three of them.

The door brutally banged open, and the three men came down, frantically looking for Adriana. In a spur of moment, Aria swung and hit one of the bigger guys back. It seemed as if he didn't even flinch, but the chair leg was broken in two. The three guys turned, making Adrina gasp in delight.

"Oh my- Elias I am so sorry, are you okay? Did that hurt?"

The three men stood still, their eyes checking Adriana for any minor injuries. The busted lip from the slap earlier definitely made their blood boil. Meanwhile, Aria was checking up on Elias that got bunked on the back with a chair pretty bad.

"I'm sorry, Eli, I didn't mean to I thought-"

Without letting her finish, Elias wrapped his arms around her, bringing her in for a hug. The two other joined.

"Adriana... You're okay, thank Santa Maria."

Is he... Crying?

Adriana couldn't see any of their faces, as her face was straight in Elias boobs- I mean chest. She gently rubbed his back, easing the guys sniffles. Of course, she also gave some attention to the other two. Finally, they seemed to have calmed down.

"You guys... This isn't my first time, I'm fine. Are you three okay?"

"Adriana this isn't the time to worry about us. You got fucking kidnapped!"

Nicolas gently shook her, inspecting the girls face deeper for injuries. His eyes fell on the light bruise on her cheek, where one of the guys slapped her. Isaac and Elias also noticed, and suddenly the tension in the room rose to a noticeable level. Adriana knew well why they were staring and laughed.

"I'm really fine. This is nothin-"

"Who did it." Isaac didn't even let her finish.

"...Isaac. I said I'm fine."

"Who. Did. It."

He didn't yell at her, but that fact made it just more chilling. Aria sighted, understanding there was no easy way out of this.

"One of the guys who got me. I was making fun out of him and he couldn't take it. What a wimp..."

The room quieted down. None of then knew what to say next.

"...Let's get out of here."

Nicolas started walking up the stairs with Elias and Isaac, but Adriana didn't follow.

"Come on, darling."

"Don't call me that."

The men froze, feeling a sense of chill down their backs. Never in their life did they feel dread like that.

"...What's wrong? Did we take too long?" Adriana didn't answer to Isaac, giving them the silent treatment. Now they started to panic. Nicolas hurried down and cupped her cheek, looking at the girl with apologetic eyes. "Please, Adriana, tell us what's wrong so we can apologise."

Not being able to take it anymore, she brushed past him and the others, standing at the top of the staircase.

"I won't make it easy for you. Obviously you don't know what you did wrong, so go through everything you could've done and apologise for every. Single. Thing."

She lifted up and loaded the pistol, that the girl managed to snag away from Nicolas while walking past him.

"Let's give you a hint. Hello, I am Adriana Bianchi Marino. Granddaughter of Luciano Bianchi and part of the Bianchi mafia family. Nice to fucking meet you."

With that she headed out, leaving her three boyfriends to scurry after her. It seemed to have clicked what they did wrong, and while the three followed Aria through the house, they finally got to see the granddaughter of one of the biggest mafia families in the world in action.