After Their Story Began

Chapter 36

*A/N Anything in italics is Italian*

Adriana's POV

I haven't been feeling the Christmas spirit at all today. The artifacts keep giving me shit for it.

"JJ fix your face before we make you start your second survival exercise early."

"Leave her alone. She's allowed to be upset after the shit you pulled." Dad defended me

"I didn't donate your gifts. I just left them in the townhouse. When you go back home they'll be under the tree. I didn't have to heart to hurt my JJ." Great gramps caved

"Really?" I smiled

"Yes, so stop moping around. You're a Volkov not a bitch."

I sat on his lap and hugged him

"Am I going to know the details of my exercise?"

"It's going to snow for a few days. Your job is to survive again. That's all."

"Can we watch again?" Xander asked

"Of course. It'll do you three good to watch."

"There's no blizzard right?"

"I wouldn't never leave my granddaughter to fend for herself during a Russian Blizzard." Gramps got offended

"Are you sure? You're quite the sadist."

"Daddy what's a sadist?" I asked

"Someone who gets their rocks off hurting others."

"Don't say it like that! It sounds disgusting. A sadist is someone who enjoys inflicting pain on others. It doesn't have to be sexual." Gramps glared at Xander

"So you are a sadist?"

"Xander don't poke the bear."

"Will I get to take my guns?" I asked

"We don't want to give too much away." Great uncle Vladelin chuckled

"So does AJ get a birthday?"

"You two will be sharing one this year. I always found it stupid that you two couldn't enjoy your party together." Gramps announced

"But I hate his stupid friends! All I wanted this year was a cake all to myself and an allowance to go thrifting with Frosted Flakes so why do I have to spend the day with his annoying ass friends?"

"You'll get your own cake and Flounder will be there as well. Aleksandr has the morning planned for you two but at night you'll both have happy birthday sung to you. On the day of we'll still be in Russia so you two will share the celebration." He clarified

Later that night

My body feels cold and my wrists and ankles hurt

I open my eyes that feel heavy and find myself being dragged through the snow in my fucking pajamas. My hands are bound together with rope and so are my feet. They're currently dragging me by my feet and despite the half foot of snow, I can still feel every single rock and stick on my back.

"I can't believe we were given this opportunity." I hear a woman speak in Italian

"Those stupid Russians allowed us to walk through their front door and kidnap their only heir for a stupid training exercise." A man responds

"The best part is that when she doesn't come back they won't be able to blame house Lombardi."

"This might boost us to Don Vincenzo's inner circle when he takes over this year."