Twisted Fates

Chapter 4

*ring ring*

I wake up from my nap and see a call from papá,

"Hey Serg, what's up?"

"Hey mija, how was today?"

"It was alright, what about you"

"It's boring here without you. Did you see your brothers?"

"Yeah, 3 out of 4, Gio showed up at the house earlier. " I say with a sigh

"How did it go?" he asks

"Honestly, it fucking hurt. I thought I could just ignore them, but it feels like every feeling I've been trying to bury for the last few years is coming back up."

"Mija I know this isn't easy for you, and I'm so sorry for even putting you in this position-"

"Papá, no. I'm fine I promise, I just though I could pretend like those years I spent with them didn't exist. It was a lot easier keeping my distance from them when we weren't in the same city" I say

"So is everything okay? Why did you call?" I ask changing the topic.

"Yeah, everything's fine here, there is something I have to talk to you about though" he says, his voice holding worry

"What is it?"

"We found Vasiliev" he says. Instantly my blood runs cold. The person who ruined my fucking life, that came after my mother.

"Where is he?"

"He's in LA, he's supposed to be at some club there tonight"

"I'll get it done. Just send me the address"

"Mija, I know that the timing could have been better but-"

"Serg I'll be fine I promise, plus like you said, it's now or never. I'm not letting him get away" I say and he sighs in response.

"Are you taking anyone with you?" He asks,

"Nah I think I'll do this one myself."

"You know we haven't done missions together in a while" he says distantly with an amusing tone

"Papá if this is you wanting to spend time together, then sure, but if you want to come because you're worried, don't. "

"Look I know you're more than capable of getting this done, but you're my daughter, and I'll always be worried. "

"Fine I'll call you when I'm on my way there."

"love you" he says

"love you too" and I hang up

I have about 2 hours until the mission so I begin getting ready.

~~ time skip~~

the dress 

It's a few hours later and I just pulled up to the club he's at. 

I ended up picking a small black slip dress with a side slit, and a diamond some diamond details, pairing it with some matching earrings.

"Are you in the cameras?" I ask Serg through the earpiece

"Yeah, just give me a second" he responds.

I take that as my queue and begin heading toward the entrance.

"Shit." I hear.

"What? What happened?" I ask.

"Giovanni Moretti is inside the club"

"Giovanni, as in my brother Giovanni?" I ask mainly to myself.

Fuck. If he's inside then the whole mission is compromised. He can't know who I am, or why I'm here.

"Can you add him to the call?" I tell Serg and he hums in response before a ringing is heard.

"Who the fuck is this?" Gio says into the call.

"Gio it's me." I say

"Neveah? Is everything okay" he asks surprised

"Look I need a favor" I say

"Yeah. Yeah of course what is it?"

"Just pretend like you don't know me for the next half hour, I promise I'll explain later" I say as I begin walking inside. Music is blaring through the speakers, the dim interior of the club making it hard to see.

"Neveah what are you- " he says before cutting himself off and making eye contact with me.

"Okay please explain what my underage, 17 year old sister is doing at a club wearing a fucking napkin."

"Look Gio I promise I'm not here for the reasons you think. Just trust me and let me do this. You owe me that much." I say hoping he lets this go and head toward the bar to get a drink.

There's only one chance. 

"Nev do you know who the people is this club are? The fucking Russians are here right now." he says and I can feel his eyes on my back, but thankfully he hasn't approached me.

"That's why I'm here fratello." (brother)

"You're here to kill them?" he asks baffled

"Not them. Him but yeah" I say, knowing he knows who I'm referring to.

"Neveah questo non è uno scherzo, il loro secondo in comando non è qualcuno che puoi semplicemente uccidere"

(Neveah this isn't a joke, their second in command isn't someone you can just kill)

"Then clearly you don't know me well enough, I think you're forgetting I'm not the same kid you grew up with"

"Nev I'm not just going to let you get hurt"

"Look man she knows what she's doing and I wouldn't be letting her if I knew she couldn't handle it. " Serg says into the call and I honestly forgot he was even there.

"Who the fuck is this?"

"The names jimmy" he says and I struggle holding in a small laugh

"Seriously? Of all the names in the world, you picked Jimmy? " I ask

"What? I though you didn't want him to know yet" he retaliates.

"Right. Because a middle aged man with a heavy Spanish accent would be named jimmy." I say sarcastically.

"You know what - you come up with a better name" is all he says back. 

Ladies and gets this is the don of the Spanish mafia for you.

"Neveah I'm not letting you do this" Gio says breaking up our litttle rant

"Gio, I did not ask for your permission. Either you let me do this, or I'm gone. And this time, I won't be back."

"Nev just- fuck fine but I'm staying on the call" he says and before Serg can even protest I agree, ready to get this over with.

I make my way over to the private VIP bar, where the Russians are at. Before ordering a drink making eye contact with their second in command, only to find him already looking at me.

Men are too fucking easy.

I see him standing up and walking my way and turn back to my drink.

"What's a pretty girl like you doing here by herself" he asks.

a/n 

okay honest opinion, how have the first few chapters been? I seriously have no clue what I'm doing with this story, I have a lot of ideas of where I want it to go and have the plot planned out, but can't seem to put it into writing.  

<3 mila