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Alosa
Seven years later

"Pops I'm leaving to go to the club. I've just heard from Matteo that we've found one of the guys who stole our shipments. " I say

"okay Alosa I should be there soon I just need to finish this shipment form"

"Okay just don't work to hard you come first and not the mafia I can take some of the weight for you we all can."
He just hums in response.

A lot has happened in seven years Giovanni is like a father figure to me he helped me heal so much.

as soon as we arrived in Italy and got to his house I realised he was very rich, I asked how and he told me about his mafia.

At first I was shocked but not scared because I knew that there was a mafia between me and dominico so the chances of him finding me were non existent.

I was a shell back then but Italy and pops brought me back to life.
I learned to fight and kill to keep myself safe.

I got so good at it I'm the best assassin in our mafia now.

~ ~ ~

Arriving at the club, Diavolo, I walk straight in, tonight I'm not singing I have to get information from someone about who's been stealing our shipments.

Sitting down at the bar I Order a martini and look for my target.

After scanning the area my eyes land on him a greasy looking man with glasses sitting in a booth with a woman next to him who's looking uncomfortable.

His eyes finally meet mine and he looks over my body, from my black dress to my wavy brown hair and my perfect face.

Some would say that I've become quite vain since I left England and some would be right.

I learned my worth and heard a lot of peoples opinions on my body I know Im beautiful.

Looking at him I smile and beg him over. He left the woman next to him and strolled over to me.

I go with the drunk act.

"Hiii" I say slurring my words

"Wow your drunk are you sure you should be drinking more"

"Hahah im fine I can Ha-handle a little alcohol" I say stuttering for the full effect.

"How about i get you some more then hm?" He looks at me and smirks.

I just move the whole process along.

"Actually how about we get out of here?" I say pouting.

"Even better" he says and we stumble out of the club.

Where the hell is Matteo?

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