"Okay, before we start, I just want to make something clear." I say as I sit down on the counter in next to all my brothers. "You're not in a gang are you? Because if you are, I'm going to fr–"
"We're not in a gang Zina." Eleandro interrupts me. I let loose a relieved breath.
Okay, not in a gang. It can't be that bad then right?
No, what the fuck am I saying, a whole crowd of people just evaded our house, including the boy I thought had died, and 7 of them tried murdering my brothers.
It is that bad.
"Then why the fuck were you all almost murdered?" I ask with my brows up. I can't think of any different reason this just happened. There's literally no excuse for it.
Then, Eleandro rips the bandaid of.
"We're in the mafia Zina." He rushes, forcing the words to come out of his mouth.
The wat?
I blink slowly, looking at him with a stunned expression.
I've hear of the mafia all in Texas. They're people who are into illegal businesses and kill people. They're people who use women to bare children.
Have my brothers ever used a woman?
I blink again, not understanding what he's saying. If it's true what he's implying, that means that they killed people. A lot of people. And while I know I'm no Saint either, I did it to survive, while they have had enough money. Why did they kill so many? Because they were bored? For the adrenaline rush? Maybe they did have a good reason?
"What?" I get out, but it sounds more like a whisper than an actual word.
"We are in the Spanish mafia estrella." Javi says to me, and I turn to him.
"Yeah, I've gotten that far." I say, still too stunned to speak.
"Isn't it cool?!" Lucas asks me, and for the first time, I can't seem to find the energy in me to match his.
It stays silent, as my brothers look at me trying to process this information.
When no one says a thing, I decide to break the silence.
"Did you– did you ever use a woman?" I ask my biggest concern out loud.
I see all my brothers eyes widen.
"Hell no!" Diego yells.
"Of course not!" Adrian says at the same time.
"Why would you even think that?" Lucas asks after Adrian and Diego were over their surprise at my question.
"I've just heard that the mafia uses women to bare children." I say, shrugging my shoulders in nonchalance.
"Not us Zina– we're not that desperate." Javi says with a disgusted look on his face as he's probably thinking about the question.
I just nod, not knowing if I dare to ask the next question. After a moment of hesitation, I do anyway.
"Did you kill lots of people?" I ask not daring to make eye contact with any of my brothers.
I see them all glancing at eachother, before Adrian says:
"Well, we're in the mafia, it's just how things go." He shrugs, and Diego punches his shoulder, making known he isn't satisfied with that. Adrian is still rubbing his shoulder, as he adds something to his explanation to satisfy Diego. "If it makes you feel better, we never killed women or children?" He adds hesitant, looking at Diego for approval.
God dammit he's literally one of the oldest!
But the fact they never hurt women or children does make me feel better, and I can muster up a small smile before I think about my next question I'd have to ask.
"Those man from tonight– to what mafia do they belong to?" I ask, wanting to know the answer but also wanting to not know it at the same time.
"They're from the Mexican mafia." I nod in understanding, trying to not show the panick inside of me. "The man who was talking, the only one who was wearing a hood except of a mask?" Adrian asks me, and I nod as I hear his description of Luca. "He's the leader of them. No one knows his name, or what he looks like. We call him the 'La Serpiente Mexicana', like he announced himself he'd wanted to be called." Adrian finishes, and I swallow heavily.
Luca is the boss of the Mexican mafia.
When we get out of the garden of the Torres's, I see the jet waiting on us at the freed patch of land.
We all jump inside, and right when everyone is inside, the jet flies up into he sky.
The original plan for today was;
1.Capturing the mafia princess 2.killing her pathetic brothers, and 3. getting the hell out before their allies would come for us.
The whole plan already got fucked up the second I saw who the mafia princess was.
I couldn't just take her and kill her brothers. I couldn't. I know I swore to myself to never show any regret or remorse, but my body just wouldn't cooperate with my brain, which told me to just get it over with, feelings on zero.
But when I saw her– the girl is missed so much, and had now transformed into a real woman– I couldn't function correctly anymore.
And when I saw her murdering my men one after one, I didn't feel the rage I would normally feel, but I felt proud of her. Proud of the woman who'd just killed my men. And at that moment, I knew I couldn't go on with my plan.
That's why I took the first chance I had to run of, and dissappear into the middle of nowhere.
The only disadvantage I had, was that nature wasn't on my side this time when the wind blew of my hood, and the woman could clearly see my face.
Normally I would've wore a mask, but I already knew anyone who saw my face wouldn't get a chance to tell anyone.
But, once again, that's not what happened.
Although I'm extremely glad Zina is gone from that house in Texas, I don't like the idea of her living with those assholes either.
I never knew she was in any way related to them, and if I had known, I wouldn't have even started talking to Zina in the first place, because I genuinely despise her brothers.
But maybe my love for her would've been bigger than my hate for her brothers.
And if that's the case, I'm in a very dangerous situation.
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