Dilara

Chapter 75:

We all had to wake up early so we could get on our jet to Italy, even though our flight is at 3:45pm. We're going to land in Rome and take a private cruise to Milan, apparently that's our treat from Vittoria.

'I'm going to miss you so much,' Mimi says squeezing me tighter.

'Don't worry I'll be back soon,' I say.

'Alessandro going to drop me off and then he'll meet you guys at the airport,' she explains, letting go of me.

'Don't miss me too much,' I laugh.

'You better come back with all your limbs and unscathed,' she snaps, looking at me sternly.

'You know I can't make any promises,' I reply.

'Let's get going!' Terzo yells from the drivers window, hitting the side of the door.

I give Mimi another quick hug and get into the car.

Terzo's driving, Lorenzo is next to him. Zoya and Amira are sitting at the back with me.

Alora and Xuan are coming in a car with Vittoria and like Mimi said Alessandro is meeting us there.

Two more security cars follow us there, just for precaution.

When we get to the airport we get to skip the security checks and we go straight to the private jet.

They load in our luggages and we get to go inside.

The interior is beautiful. I've travelled in first class before, but never in my own jet.

Each seat has a table next to it and a leg rest, the seats are cream and there's a TV for everyone. It also comes with complimentary eye masks, neck pillows and blankets.

I sit next to the window and make myself comfortable. This is a fifteen hour flight and I've downloaded enough movies on Netflix to get me through it.

Amira comes and sits next to me.

'If you let me watch movies with you, I'll share my snacks.' She says smirking.

She puts down a bag on the table and opens it up. The contents is filled up sweets, chocolates, cookies and chips.

'Deal,' I say laughing.

She sits in the seat next to mine and I connect my phone to the TV.

Alessandro goes and sits next Xuan, Terzo, and Alora.

Vittoria has disappeared somewhere.

'Ladies and Gentlemen, this is your captain speaking.' A male voice comes from the speakers. 'I want you all to buckle your seatbelts, get comfortable and enjoy your flight because we are about to take off.'

I put on my seatbelt and so does everyone else.

Zoya puts on her eye mask and prepares to sleep for the rest of the flight. Lorenzo joins her.

I guess they're used to this kind of lifestyle.

'What do you want to watch first?' I ask.

'How about jigsaw?' She asks.

'Lets do it, but I have to warn you it's quite gruesome .' I reply.

'I've seen worse.' She says.

I put on jigsaw and she throws me a packet of sour cream and Onion chips.

'Could I get you anything ladies?' A hostess asks. 'Some wine maybe?'

'No thank you,' Amira says.

'Is there any way I could get an iced coffee?' I ask.

'Of course ma'am,' she replies.

'Thank you,'

'I'm trying to stop drinking,' I say turning back to Amira.

'You're doing amazingly well,' she replies.

The movie starts and there's already people screaming. Five people are trapped in a room with buckets in their heads and their necks are chained.

The chain starts pulling them towards a wall full of saws and they have to find a way to get out.

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*FOUR HOURS INTO THE FLIGHT*

Amira and I have finished the jigsaw movie and are near the end of the first Tinkerbell movie. I thought we should watch it, it lets me remember some good memories.

A thought has been creeping through my mind during the whole flight and I think it's because I've been spending so much time with Amira, we've gotten even closer than before.

'Amira how did you get involved in the mafia?' I ask.

She looks at me surprised and pauses the movie.

'Sorry, if you don't want to tell me that's fine.' I quickly add.

'Don't worry it's fine, but it's quite a long story.' She replies.

'I have time,' I reply smiling.

'When I was ten my mum died from cancer,' she starts.

'I'm so sorry,' I say.

She smiles softly at me.

'My dad couldn't pay all the hospital bills by himself and we got into debt.' She continues. 'My dad was a good Muslim before my mother's death, but when she passed it's like he had no hope in Allah, astaghfrullah.' She quickly adds the last bit.

'He started taking loans out, and the debt increased. When I was fourteen I tried getting a job to help him pay it off,' she explains. 'I would give him anything I earned, but he would spend it on gambling, hoping to get money to help pay off the debt.'

'It didn't work?' I ask.

She shakes her head.

'One day four of these big men came to my house, and told my dad that his debt would be forgiven if he sold me to them as a servant,' she says. 'I ran away, and that's when I bumped into Vittoria, she saved me by letting me into her mafia.'

'What happened to your father after that?' I ask.

'I didn't speak to him again, but I found out that he died two years ago,' Amira says, wiping her eyes.

'I'm so sorry,' I say hugging her.

'May Allah forgive his sins, he was a very kind and loving father.' She says.

'I'm sure he was,' I reply.

I look out of my window and see that it's dark. I check the time and see that it's nearly eight o'clock in the evening.

I feel something hit the back of my head, I turn around and get popcorn pelted to my face.

I glare at Terzo who's laughing so much that he's struggling to breathe.

'What are you assholes doing?' Amira asks.

'We wanna see how much popcorn we can get to balance on Dilara's head,' Terzo says.

Alessandro snickers.

'I swear to go I'm going to kill you both.' I snap.

'I'm your best friend's boyfriend, you won't kill me,' Alessandro laughs.

'Yeah and I'm the unborn child's uncle,' Terzo adds.

'Believe me, she'll be able to forgive me.' I say, turning back around.

'I'm going to have a nap and if you wake me up I'll throw you off this plane.' I snaps

*AUTHORS NOTE*
This flight is so long, buts it's going to be so much fun! I hope you're all enjoying the story.
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