𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬

Chapter.27

Marcella's POV:

I don't know what has possessed me in these past 2 days, but this devil inside me wants to wake up but for some reason is not, my brothers haven't spoken to me much.

Percy- ew I hate that name anyways, he is in the hospital because my dear brothers beat the shit out of him without me knowing. I guess they want to torturer him as well, which IT'S COMPLETELY FINE by me. And about Marcello and Layla, well, I don't know what happened to them, I tried to contact Layla many times, but failed, and Marcello broke his goddamn phone in frustration so I can't really talk to him anymore unless he is around the house.

"Have you called Layla or something in these past 2 days?" Sara asked Dante, who is rubbing his face with his palm, "I tried a million times, but no response, " he replied, "Did you check her house?" Sofia asked softly "I did, and her mom said she went shopping, so I just left and came back home." he responded not interested in anything, "Did she call you- okay you know what stop with these questions I'm already tired, lets-" Someone suddenly barged in our house cutting Dante off, we all turned around to see who is it and of course it was the one and only Marcello looking totally in a mess.

He was breathing heavily like he just ran all the way here from his house. "hey hey sit down relax" I dragged him to the sofa and made him sat down, "Here take it" Amara handed him a glass of water, and he gulped the whole glass of water in few seconds.

"Dante, they took her," he finally spoke, "who, took who?" Dante asked in confusion, "L-Layla, Percy's brother Ivan kidnapped Layla, and they are at their warehouse, and Percy is not in the hospital. He was kidnapped as well. He is with his brother now," he explained, "hey hey, hey, stop!" Ares and Ace stopped Dante, who attempted to run outside, "WHAT STOP!? I LOST MY SISTER ONES BECAUSE YOU MOTHER FUCKERS DIDN'T LET ME GO AFTER HER, IT TOOK US GODDAMN ONE MONTH, ONE AND A FUCKING MONTH TO FIND HER. NOW LAYLA IS GONE TOO AND I'M NOT DOING THE SAME MISTAKE I DID BEFORE, NOW MOVE!" he shouts on top of his lungs at Ace and Ares who were blocking the door.

"Why? Why her? what did she even do to them!!?" The next person to break the listen yelled in frustration was me. it's all because of me, they trapped her so I can go and save her so they can take me back to hostage again. "Dante is right we need to go after her now before they do the same thing they did to me" I said while getting my gun and my car key, "No you are not going, Percy will be there as well-" I cut him Grey off.

"Enough!!, I'm done sitting in my room crying all day and all night being weak and not fighting back, I'm done staying away from you guys, I'm done hurting you guys, I don't care anymore that he rapped me," thats a lie, but I need to go and save my friend right now before it's to late. "I- whatever happened to me is the past now, no one can change the reality, I need to move on, I'm going to become the Italian hier in less than 2 months. I can't just sit around being a coward. Let's go now get Layla back fast and.... kill Percy, and his whole goddamn fucking family" I walked outside the house and get inside my car "Stay near me okay" Marcello pulled his car next to me, I nodded and followed him.

All my brothers got in the SUV except for Ace. He was taking his BMW M4 to dropping off Sofia, Amara, and Sara in our safe house for just in case. "Does your mom know?" I asked Marcello in the red light rolling the window down, "Yes, and don't worry, your mom is with my mom, " he replied.

We finally reached the back side of Percy's safe houses, I leave my car and loaded my gun, "Stay right beside me no matter what." Marcello command, "Yes, sir." I salute making him chuckle, a car pulled over in front of us, it was Ace, "what took you so long?" Dante whined "Bro I had to drop them off. Now shut up, and let's go inside." Ace walked in front of us, and Jason suddenly slapped the back of Dante's head.
I mentally face palmed, these people are not serious at all, and can we talk about Marcello, how is he so calm about it... maybe I should ask him, "Marcello," I called him, "Yes, my love." He responded.