LORENZO POV( the eldest brother)
It's been 15 years. 15 Years since my whole life has been destroyed. 15 Years since my parents died. 15 Years since my sorella was stolen from me and my brothers. 15 Years since I had to be the head of the house because I am the oldest.
I was just 8 years old when I couldn't show my weak side because I had to be strong for my brothers. It's been 15 years since I didn't have one day I didn't think about my baby sister. I looked for her everywhere and just because I didn't found her yet that doesn't mean that I will ever stop. I will not stop until I will have her in my arms, safe.
My brothers hurt just as much as I do. Now that our parents died the only thing that can bring our old self back is by brining our sorella back home. We all found different occupations so we can focus on something else other than our destroyed souls.
Doesn't matter if we burden our self with mafia problems and papers or is by fighting till we see red or if we go and race till the only thing that we feel is the adrenaline that runs trough our veins. Nothing matters beside not thinking about what hurt us the most. But that doesn't mean that we want to forget about our baby sister, we would NEVER want that. We all cherish all the memories that we have with her all the time.
Since dad died and he was the Don of the Italian Mafia and I am the eldest brother I became the Don, the person who bringed our dads downfall to extreme success. Matteo became the mother of the group. Always taking care of all of us. Marco chose to focus on helping me with the mafia, taking care of the rest of our family and basketball. For him playing is a way to let all the emotions outside of court. Antonio, Luca, Niccolo, Domenico and Stefano and Sante that are twins, focused on partying, racing and fighting. They all get into trouble at school and even though I am getting mad at them I can't judge them because after all they're part of the DeVille's.
I'm sitting in my office doing some stupid ass papers with Matteo and Marcus, when I got a call from an unknown number. Me and my brothers look at each other confused.
"Hello" I say in my usual cold tone.
"Hello, this is Alexa William from Social Services in Boston. Is this Lorenzo DeVille?"
"Yes, this is he. What is this about?" I asked confused.
"HI Mr. DeVille, I'm calling because in our database you are listed as Nikova's brother, Is that correct?"
"Yes, yes that's my sister what's going on?!" I say anxiously.
I see my brothers looking at me, with wide eyes and tears forming.
"Well her mother and stepfather have passed away a couple of hours ago and she needs a guardian. I was hoping you would be able to take her in. If not, she will be placed in the foster care system."
oh my god.
she's alive.
she's coming home.
oh my sorella.
my baby sister is okay.
"Mr. DeVille are you still there?" Mrs. William asks.
"YES! I'm here! I take her! When can I see her? Is she safe? Is she okay?"
"We just got one of our officers to go bring her. We will send you the adoption paperwork to the email we have in our file. I will update you when we have more information's about her state. Here I see you live in New York City, is that correct?"
"Yes, that is correct, please send me the information's as soon as you get them." I say felling the tears prick my eyes.
"Absolutely! I will call you back as soon as we get more information's about Nikova. See you in a few hours."
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Nikova
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