Forced To Marry The Mafia

Sicily

I woke up to the sound of the birds chirping next to the window, I looked down to see Azalea cuddled up to me with her head on my chest. I brushed her hair out of her face, she looked so peaceful, she hadn't looked like that for a while.

She began to stir in her sleep, and with that, I took advantage and slowly took the arm she had around my waist off and slid out of bed, letting her find a comfortable position to sleep.

I took a shower and looked out of the window, The weather had gotten colder, and it was about to snow soon. I got out and did my skincare before doing my makeup in the bathroom. I finished doing my makeup and walked out to see Azalea still sleeping.

I got dressed in a pantsuit and as I was putting my heels on, Azalea had woken up. "What time is it?" She slowly got up rubbing her eyes. "It's 7:30." I put my heels on and walked into the closet to pick up one of my bags. Azalea's eyes shot open and she hurriedly ran out of the bed. "Why didn't you wake me up?!"  She rushed into the bathroom. I sighed and shook my head, walking to the closet trying to pick out a bag that matched my outfit.

I walked into the closet and picked a bag from the closet. I always had extra clothes in all my houses.

I walked out of the closet and picked up my phone from the bedside table to call Jennie.

"Hello? Are you asleep?" I heard her groaning on the other side of the phone. "No, I'm not. Did you get there safely?" She sounded tired. "Why do you sound so tired?" I walked into the kitchen to get a glass of water.

She sighed before speaking, "We're all here in the living room trying to work on the mission but there are no fucking leads." I took a glass from the cupboard. "Language, we discussed this."

 She groaned before speaking, "Sorry." I chuckled before rinsing the glass. "Why can't you find any leads? We know who is doing it and where they are selling it what else is there to find?"

"That's the problem, they aren't the ones stealing it, and the prices they are being sold at are unbelievable." I filled my glass with water and took a sip. "How much are they selling the good?" Jennie took a deep breath before speaking, "They are selling a gram for $15 and a kilo for $2000." I almost spat the water out. "What?! You have got to be kidding me that's only 7.692% of the original price!"

"Save me the math lesson El, I know. It's almost as if they are only stealing it to mock us." I placed the glass down, "You said you don't think they are the ones stealing the shipments?" "That's a lead Namjoon came up with." Jennie sighed through the phone.

"Elaborate on that that for me."

Namjoon spoke up, "Reviewing the footage, I realized that the hijackers were different, they seemed skilled, they were quicker and faster." I cut him off, "I'm sorry but can you please just tell me what made them stand out." 

 "They have scars, but not the regular kinds, it's like a symbol." My stomach dropped. Was it him? Was he behind all this? I took a deep breath before speaking, "I'll try and look into it."

Azalea walks into the living room and sees me in the kitchen. she walks up to me putting on a bracelet. "I'm ready, let's get going." "Are you going somewhere?" Jennie's voice popped up from the phone. "Yes I am, I have a meeting scheduled later on in the day, so I'm going to catch a flight and get there by noon."

I washed the glass and placed it on the counter. "Where are you going?" I walked out of the kitchen and picked up my bag, "Jennie, you know I can't tell you these things over the phone."
She sighed in annoyance, "I know." I walked out of the kitchen rummaging through my bag for my sunglasses. "Where are Chayoung and the kids?"