𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐃𝐞𝐯𝐢𝐥𝐬 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝑫𝒂𝒓𝒍𝒊𝒏𝒈

-𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐗𝐋𝐕𝐈-

Adriana walked past the bodies, not paying them much mind. Other guys that came running at her were quickly taken care of. She was fuming, and taking out her wrath at the thugs that tried to stop her, before going for her boyfriends, and they knew it. All she could hear from behind her were 'Sorry', 'We planned to tell you' and other bullshit like that.

With ease, she got out of the house to see her grandpa and the whole mafia waiting for her. Putting on a happy smile, she hugged her grandfather, feeling the eyes of all the men on her. She was still in her gown, looking amazing even in her disheveled form.

"Il mio flore, I was so worried! But look at you, taking care of everything and even bringing down the Perez family to their knees, I'm proud of you!"

"Thank you, nonno. Can you lend me a car? I'll be going back to the place I am staying at to change and I will visit you when I can, bene?"

"Si, il mio flore, si. Be careful now."

He said and handed her the keys to one of the cars.

"Grazie, nonno. Take care."

Giving her grandfather a kiss, Adriana headed for the car, with her boyfriends running after her.

"Tesoro can we at least talk about this?!"

"Adriana, baby, please!"

"Darling, come on!"

The other gangsters stood baffled at the sight of not one, but three of the most dangerous men in the world run after a girl.

"We will talk when I feel like it, la mieli!"

Blowing a kiss and flipping them off, Adriana pressed down on the gas and sped off, leaving them all in dust. Elias, Nicolas and Isaac were left standing there, breathing heavily. Luciano walked up to them and patted Eli on the shoulder.

"She likes food and soft things. You will need to get on her good side to get her to listen. Ah... Il mio flore is hard to please, just like her nonna..."

The old man seemed to have flowers behind him, remembering the love of his life. Adriana was named after her grandma, Andrea, so it meant a lot to him to keep his granddaughter safe. With a yell to his men, everyone quickly got back into the cars and left, leaving the grandfather and the three boyfriends.

"Arrivederci, Perez. Good luck!"

With words of encouragement the grandpa got into a car and drove off, giving Elias, Nicolas and Isaac a moment of silence for thinking.

"...We're doomed."

"No fucking shit, Isaac."

"I have a plan."

Elias already thought of a solution, and wad heading for his car, Isaac and Nicolas went to theirs and the three sped off to their lovely, sweet, and very angry Adriana.

The house was quiet. It was always quiet, but this yike the atmosphere seemed dangerous, and it was damn well known why. Elias led the way for Isaac and Nicolas as they were approaching the lions den.

"Are you sure about this?"

Nicolas whispered to Elias, who seemed determined to get his love back and earn her trust, again.

The door didn't creak, it opened smoothly, the three stood in a cartoon like style, looking inside the room. They saw Adriana, now in comfortable clothes, with her headphones on and reading a book in her bed. Deciding it was now or never, the three guys walked in, seemingly unnoticed. They thought they were safe, until a knife whooshed past Isaacs face by an inch missing it and stuck to the wall.

To say Isaac was a little scared would be true. A little scared and quite a lot horny. He looked back and then at Adriana.

"Whoa- where, where did you get that from?" He failed to hide his stutter.

"The kitchen."

Adriana calmly answered, as if throwing knives at people was an everyday thing. She took off her headphones and placed her book gently to the side, turning to the three guys at the edge of her bed.

"Kneel."