Chapter 24.

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ALESSIA POV:

Once I returned to the Romero Residence, my brothers (minus Dante who just stood in the corner watching) immediately started checking if I was ok.

After assuring them I was fine, I ran to my room and locked the door. I've managed to avoid them and conversations with them for the past 6 days.

I went back to school 5 days ago, now it is Thursday. The day I got back, Jaz and Damon bombarded me with questions wondering why I had missed so many days of school.

The only plausible lie I could come up with was that I was sick, they knew that really wasn't the answer but didn't push which I was grateful for.

Whenever I saw my brothers I just turned in the other direction, I didn't end up going to the lunch room and sat outside on a bench.

Today was Halloween, later today would be my time to sneak away once again and get the information from Santos.

Alessandro, Elijah and Matteo would be going to whatever mafia business they had. The rest of us would be stuck with our thoughts, lonely and-

"Alessia" Rose's voice comes from the other side of the door. He slowly pushed the door open and peeps his head in.

I look at him with an annoyed face "what?", it comes out ruder than it should be.

"right... umm well, I have come to the decision you need to go out of this house. We are going to a Halloween party"

"I have left this house" I reply.

"reasons other than school"

While he was right, I haven't left this house for reasons other than school. I couldn't go to a party, especially when I have to call Santos and get the information. "sorry Rosie, but-"

"no if's, no but's, no coconuts. You are going and ill drag you out of this house if I have to" He finally, says leaving my room. "You have an hour and a half to be ready" he then closes the door behind him.

"you've gotta be kidding me" I whisper to myself.

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It takes me a full hour and a half to get ready. First, ready for the party. Second, ready for getting away.

Getting ready for the party didn't take long, I only put on clothing I would actually where as ACE and I can claim I'm a "modern assassin". The weapons are real but I can also say they are fake, the only weapons hidden are the guns.

I walk down the stairs, my brothers waiting. Dante looked annoyed by me as always.

All of their costumes were questionable, so mine wasn't as out of place. "what are you guys even supposed to be?" I ask with a questioning look.

Before they could answer Dante looks at me "umm, what are you supposed to be?"

"Assassin" I shrug.

"Assassins don't look like that" Dante scoffs

If I could, I would pull out the gun and shoot him, cause why not? "how would you know that?" I ask a question that would get him to shut up. I mean he can't just say that they are all in the mafia.

We all stayed silent for the ride to the party. When we get there I assess where I need to go to get out of there without being seen.

I tell my brothers I'm going to look for better-looking people to hang out with and rush inside. All of us are underage, but the smell in here reminds me of a club.

As I run up the stairs I hear my name being called "Alessia!!" shouts Jaz over the blazing music. From the observations, I have made, and the pictures on the wall, this is Hadley's house. 

I'm surprised Jaz has been invited to this party, mainly due to the strained relationship with Hadley.

I pretend not to notice, the time for me to call Santos grows near and I can't have any more disruptions.

My speed quickens and I make it to a top balcony, the balcony had a view of the west side of the house where no one was. I push myself over the railing, sliding my hands down the bottom rail i hold it tight.

This was only the second story but it still was generally high. I throw my legs off and the only thing holding me was my hands gripping the railing.

I kept holding for a moment before letting go and landing on my feet. The landing hurt my feet for a moment but stopped hurting after a second.

As I left the property, I pulled out my phone and called Santos' number. After a few moments, he picked up.

"Meet me at this address" when he said that, a notification popped up. "I have some people I want you to meet as well"
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I get to the location Santos sent me, an abandoned warehouse on the edge of the city. The get off my bike I grabbed from my shed after leaving the party.

The building looked like it was about to collapse any moment but I entered anyway, "for the sake of the mafia" or whatever.

The middle of the building had a table, Santos sitting at the head and two other people wearing masks. I don't understand the purpose of having such a large table for only three, now four, people.

"Spadey! great to see you could make it" Santos cheers.

I put a hand up "don't, fucking call that or I will remove intestines, blend them into a smoothie and shove it down these two's throats." I point to the masked people.

He coughs "well let's continue" he gestures to a seat but I don't sit down. This night already sucks, I could be at a party right now, drinking my weight; but instead I'm at some stupid warehouse discussing mafia shit.

But I guess it's for the best and in my best interest, after all this information will help me protect my mafia and identity. This night already sucks and his has barely even started. 

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⏰ Last updated: Dec 22, 2022 ⏰

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