I-I killed him. I finally killed him, I killed my stepfather......
What will happen....
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A teen mother but has a secret, she is one of the most feared assassins in the world. Along side with her best friend Claudia.
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Here I sit in the living room with hair messy from bushing my hands through it, my tie hung loose from my neck, a few buttons loosened, my sleeves rolled up and a whiskey in my hand. Rethinking this whole situation over and over again. "Merda!"(shit!) I breathe out.
I look over as my sons come into the living room, they all sit on the couch from eldest to youngest. They all have different expressions on their faces but all are connected to concern.
"Ehi papà di cosa si tratta e perché ci hai chiamati tutti qui? Sembri scioccato e molto serio al telefono." (Hey Dad what is this about and why have you called us all here? You sound in shock and very serious on the phone.) asks my eldest son, Axel. I chug down the last of the whiskey.
"Sì papà che cosa è così importante che ti va così stressato per"(Yeah dad what so important that it got you so stressed out for) says my second eldest. I sigh and spoke."Ho ricevuto una chiamata dal LAPD oggi" (I got a call from the LAPD earlier today) "Strano... Cosa volevano?" (Weird.... What did they want?) says Axel and the others nod to what he said.
"Beh, ho pensato che fosse strano anche io, rispondo alla chiasmata. Mi parlavano di un bambino, cioè di mio figlio" (Well I thought it was weird too, I answered the call. They were telling me about a child, that is my child) I say and they all look for me to continue and give more context.
"L'ufficiale stava parlando di una figlia... Voi ragazzi avete una sorella." (The officer was talking about a daughter... You guys have a sister) I say the last part most as a whisper but they heard me, judging by their faces.
"ma... Come?" (but... How?) asks Antonio, the youngest asks.
All my boys look at me... Looks filled with different emotions. Axel looks anxious; Matteo looks... angry or disappointed... It's very mixed; Antonio looks excited but nervous about it.
"Non lo so, ragazzo mio. Il LAPD dice che si aspettano la mia presenza il lunedì," I run my fingers through my hair. (I don't know, my boy. The LAPD says they expect me to be present on Monday.)
"Fottuto inferno."(Fucking hell) Axel sighs and relaxes on the couch."Quindi andremo lunedì a Los Angeles e andremo a prendere questa sorella anonima e misteriosa?" Matteo scoffs. (So we are going Monday to LA and going to pick up this anonymous, mystery sister?) "Cambia il tuo tono di voce e ricorda con chi stai parlando. Lei è tua sorella, ci sono prove del DNA. Mi aspetto che la trattiate così e la rispettiate, che lo vogliate o no, smettete di essere immaturi e accettatela. Buono?" (Change your tone of voice and remember who you're talking to. She is your sister, there is DNA evidence. I expect you to treat her as so and respect her, whether you want it or not, stop being immature and accept it. Good?) I spat out with authority.
"Sì, signore"(yes sir) Matteo sighs softly.
", Oh mio Dio. Un altro fratello... Forse non sarà come queste teste di cazzo"(Oh my God. Another sibling .... Maybe it won't be like these dickhead) Antonio says causing me to laugh and his brother to look at him offended. Axel hits him behind his neck. "Oh amico, sto solo dicendo la verità."(Oh man, I'm just telling the truth) Antonio says with a smug and confidence. "Sistemati ora partiamo la mattina per Los Angeles," (Settled now we leave in the morning for Los Angeles)Vado al poligono di tiro. I announced and the boys nodded. "Vado al poligono di tiro," (I'm going to the shooting range) mutters Matteo. He leaves and his brothers then leave after, to prepare for tomorrow's flight to Los Angeles.
I'm Lucas Accardi, it's always been the kids and me ever since the loss of my beautiful bride Elise. It's been now 16 almost 17 years since then. I miss her every day and the boys as well. I retired and gave my business to my eldest Son, Axel. It was tough, 16 years without my wife but we made it through. She would have been so proud of her boys.
That son of bitch Spanish mafia took my beloved wife. We searched everywhere for her, only to find out she was dead, they shipped her body back to us. Ugh... I can still remember when I opened the crate... It hunts me still. I never cried but when I saw her there covered in blood, with all those marks and torture wounds. I just couldn't handle it anymore but I had to gather myself together, for the sake of my boys. They needed me more.
I sigh and run my hands through my hair. I get up from the couch the walk upstairs to my room. I discard my shirt and turn on the shower.
I decided to make a call to my PA, Jennifer."Yes Mr Accardi," she answered on the first ring, her British accent flowing to my ears. "Hey Jen, can I get the jet ready for Los Angeles for tomorrow?" I ask. "No of course sir, why even ask sir," she says. "I am being polite and respectful. Also, pack a bag you're coming with, and Jen drop the formalities." I tell her. "Well Lucas you are still my boss and if I may ask why are we going to Los Angeles?" I could feel her rolling eyes when she said my name. "Alright, Jen and I will explain tomorrow," I say while lightly laughing. "Good night Lucas," she said with a tone. "Good night Jen." I hang up and put my phone on my dresser.
I go back to the bathroom, removing the rest of my clothes. I step into the shower, and the feeling of the burning hot water relaxes me.
While showering I just ponder on my thoughts, this whole situation, a daughter?
I turn off the shower and step out. I dry myself and change into my boxers.
I climb into bed and go to sleep with the thought of how my daughter would look like.
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So yeah that is Lucas's pov. I hope all enjoyed Thank you guys for the support and love, and thank you for the 1.78k read on Eleonora You all are crazy.
