*Frederico P.O.V*
It's been a year since dad died and I took over the mafia. A year of restless nights. Constant reminders of him and Alessia. She's been gone 12 years. She was snatched by her own mother when she was four we never found her but we never stopped searching.
Elizabeth our mother died 10 years ago, Alessia's mother too. We held on to the hope Alessia was alive but the odds don't seem to be in our favor but I will never stop searching. Ever.
I head downstairs were Dante is only now returning from his "night out".
'What we're you doing all night?' I ask sternly.
'Busy' he grumbles and returns upstairs to his room.
I worry for him. His Health. He would never admit it but Alessia's disappearance affected him.
My phone starts ringing, I internally groan knowing it's probably another report on lost shipments.
'Hello' I say my voice emotionless.
'Uh - Hi, I have your daughter here. According to the DNA test' The woman on the other end stutters. My heart skips a beat like every time this happens.
'What's her name?' I say in a stern tone.
'Alessia Matthews, but her biological last name should be Amato'
Oh my lord...
'Are you sure?' I croaked allowing unusual emotion into my voice.
'Yes, the DNA test was a 99.99% match' She assures me , 'Are you willing to take her and I will put you has her legal guardian? If not we will be putting her into the foster care system'
'Where is she?' I ask excitement taking over. The police officer explains that she is in Seattle a 6 hour flight from where we are in New York. I assure her we are on our way and make my way to announce the news we had prayed for for 12 years.
*Luca's P.O.V*
A family meeting was called and we all sit in the living room, waiting for Frederico. It's probably about the Russian's interfering with the shipments again, such pests! Frederico appears and his face is wet with tears... why is he crying? He never cries. Ever!
My mind is racing. The possibilities are endless in our field of work but something enough to make Frederico cry has to be something HUGE. 'I know where she is' He stutters. He never stutters. He just stuttered.
'Who?!' Dante rages equally confused
'Alessia. She's in Seattle'
The emotion thick in his voice. We all stop breathing. Oh my god. My twin. He found my twin. I feel the tears of joy flit down my cheeks before I even realize I'm crying. My brothers Matteo, Vincenzo, Gianni have the same reaction as me, Dante stands up and slams the front door on his way out but no one takes too much notice of him.
'Let's go get our girl' Gianni says and we follow him out to the jet.
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Missing Mafia Princess
General FictionAlessia was taken from her family when she was 4 by her mother who should have been protecting her. Alessia's perfect life with her 6 brothers and father were stolen from her and replaced with abuse. They had been searching for 12 years for their ba...
