After the wild journey with her biological brothers, Sofia gets snatched once again from her brothers and after 6 years of torment and pain, she's back craving revenge. With the help of someone, Sofia believes she can't trust she manages to escape b...
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Sofia De Ricci:
"NO NOTE, CAR GONE, YOU COULD HAVE DIED." Pietro's yells speaking with a British accent echo through the house as I close the door behind me. Antonio then storms out of the kitchen, "He's been watching too much Harry Potter again."
"Clearly," I say taking my heels off. My feet were so painful. Note to self don't go for walks in 4-inch heels.
"But on a serious note, where the fuck did you go?"
"I went for a walk calm down." Suddenly a herd of elephants came charging down the stairs.
"Seriously for 6 hours and in heels?" Antonio questions folding his arms across his chest and flexing his muscles. Pietro's standing next to him looks severely bored. When Lorenzo suddenly shoves him out of the way.
"What the hell." Pietro shouts but is cut off by Lorenzo yelling, "WHAT THE FUCK SOFIA!" For fuck sake.
"What?" I question beginning to walk around him but he grabs my arm.
"No, you don't get to just walk away." I snatch my arm back.
"Lorenzo seriously I went for a god damm walk let me live my life a bit. I've been locked in a cell for 6 fucking years. I didn't escape being trapped in another one!" He sighs but rather than firing another comeback I suddenly feel his arms wrap tightly around my torso.
"I'm sorry. I am. I just don't want to lose you again." I feel several tears fall onto my shoulder and I drop my blazer wrapping my hands around Lorenzo. Never in my life did I ever think I'd see Lorenzo cry.
He softly sobbed and I could hear the other's footsteps carefully shuffling away.
"I'm sorry, I don't mean to make you feel like this." I slowly melted feeling awful.
"It's ok, I'm not going anywhere. I'm right here." I soothed trying to calm him down.
Suddenly the sounds of guards footstep who were patrolling the corridors came into view. I dragged Lorenzo into his office as I don't think Lorenzo needs those types of rumours spreading through the Underworld that the Italian Don is weak or something like that.
He flops onto the couch the the right of his office facing away from the back garden. He shakes off his jacket and rubs his hand over his face covering it.
"I'm sorry Sofia I didn't mean for you to see that."
"You don't have to apologise," I say grabbing two glasses from the cabinet and pouring two shots of brandy.
I pass the glass to Lorenzo who quickly takes the shot. I raise my eyebrows as he lowers the glass onto the coffee table.
"Want to talk about it?"
"About what?" He says picking at his fingers. I've never seen him so stressed out.
"What happened to you guys after I left? I've seen you all change and somethings not right." He sighs getting up picking up my empty glass and pouring him and myself another drink.
"I didn't imagine the day I'd be drinking with my youngest sister but here we are." He hands me another shot which I quickly take down and he sits back down next to me. I give him an expected look and he rolls his eyes before speaking, "A few months after we got the coffin with who we thought was you everything just went shit. Pietro stopped eating, and Benjamino started taking drugs to the point he ended up in hospital three times. Antonio became overly obsessed with alcohol and sex, and Alessandro was depressed for months. Matteo just shut all his emotions off he still does but not as badly, I got overly obsessed with work to the point where I hadn't seen my siblings for over months straight." I lowered my head feeling the guilt building up in my stomach. I felt awful.
This was all my fault.
"I'm sorry Lorenzo. I shouldn't have left, I was just scared. I didn't realise this would be the result. "
"You don't have to be sorry. I understand." He says pulling me onto his chest. He gently rubbed his fingers through his hair. Rather than feeling my body tense, I let it melt into his embrace. It's been years since I felt like that.
"Sofia, please can you tell me what they did to you." I now felt like I owed him that one now that he'd open up not just about him but all my brothers. Hearing that Pietro had food problems now makes my suspicions clear, something is wrong and he just needs a bit of support.
"If I told you everything we'd be here for years."
"I'd listen to you until I die."
"Fine," I grumble sitting up.
"They'd make me kill people innocents over and over again. Boskov started making me do it 3 years of being in that place. I refused to do it at first but just led me to more beatings. I couldn't take it anymore so I fired the gun I killed those kids." I tried to contain my sobs but my tears quickly rushed from my face. I hated it when I got emotional like this, it made me weak and I refused to be weak again.
"Boskov didn't just beat me he did all kinds of sick shit to me." I could see the sadness in Lorenzo's eyes started to be replaced with fur. He's just as pissed as I am.
"The one I remember the most was the auction. He hung me from the ceiling and shocked me over and over again, while disgusting fuckers sat and watching bidding on me." Lorenzo didn't interrupt he looked almost as if he was holding his breath.
"I think you can guess what the guy with the highest bid got." Lorenzo sprung from his chair and his rage released into the back wall. He slammed his fit in the wall producing a massive dent. I didn't flinch my face just fell into the same emotionless expression I always wore.
"I'm gonna kill that fucker!" His yell echoed through the office.
"No, I'm gonna do that." I let a cruel smile form on my face as he turned to face me.
"Come on I'm going to bed that enough for one night."
"I've got work to do I'll see you tomorrow." He says sitting down and opening his laptop. Just before his fingers could touch the keyboard I slammed the laptop close.
"Seriously Lorenzo, It's almost 11 just get some rest." He raises his brows at me wondering if I'm joking or not.
"Do I look like I'm joking?" He just let out a loud chuckle before rising from his seat.
"Ok, mum." He sarcastically spoke while he scoffs exiting the office and stumbling up the stairs.
"You know you look exactly like her." He commented. For the first time in 6 years, a true genuine smile covers my face. I wish I knew them, I wish they hadn't died before I even got the chance to remember them.
"What were they like."
"Dad always acted stupid. Trying to turn everything into a joke. Especially considering he was a Mafia Don at the time most people thought he was the worst boss but he destroyed anyone who thought of him that way. Mum on the other hand always made sure we were happy and tried to hide the darker sides of the Mafia from us. She was like our protector." A small smile formed on Lorenzo's lips making me feel even more worse. He never had to experience the feeling of abandonment by our parents, I'm slightly jealous as I never got that feeling.
I stop outside Pietro's room and Lorenzo turns to face me. "That's Pietro's room?"
"Yeah, I just need to do one last thing before I go to bed."
A/N:
I'm sorry I had to do that first bit, that was all I was thinking while writing the last chapter. Anyway hoped you enjoyed!
