𝐈𝐒𝐀𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐋𝐀 𝐑𝐎𝐌𝐀𝐍𝐎 - Isabella has always felt empty, lost. She has been abused her whole life by her mother, Cara and her stepfather, Jack. Cara ran away when Isabella was just 4 years old, never telling any of the Romanos.But when Cara d...
We have just got to London, Alessandro got some sleep on the plane like I told him to which is good. I get how exhausting being a mafia boss and dealing with all the shipments can be. He has also helped with the search for Isabella over the years. She was his little angelo.
When we go down the steps of the plane, I feel a cold breeze on my face. The cars are already here to pick us up. We have 3 black Range Rovers to take us to the police station. Me and Alessandro will be in the car which drives in the middle, one car will be in front and one will be behind for safety.
(the car/cars)
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One of our men grabs our bags and puts them in the back of the car and then we are driving down the roads to our principessa.
10 minutes. 10 minutes until I get my tesoro back. My bambina is going to come home. She is coming back to me. With me. My darling girl.
The whole car ride is silent. But when I see the London police station getting closer, we are approaching it. All my thoughts go completely to my daughter. She is actually there. Waiting for me. Waiting to come home.
Me and Alessandro get out of the car immediately when it stops, keeping our cold demeanour on our faces as we stride up to the doors of the police station.
When we walk in, we immediately go straight to the front desk.
"I need to see Nicola Smith." I say in a cold and demanding voice. She is the girl who I talked to on the phone. She is the one who told me about Isabella.
"I- yes of course." The man who was typing on the computer trembles and has a terrified expression. Yeah, you better be scared bitch.
He stands up and goes through a door leading to a corridor in the back, it must be some office rooms I guess.
A couple minutes of waiting later, he comes back out with a short woman, she has long ginger hair with blue eyes from what I can see, she is wearing a beige cardigan with a white shirt underneath and some light mom jeans.
"You must be Lorenzo Romano?" She approaches us both and put her hand out to shake. I take it, I'm not going to leave her hanging. I can be a gentleman sometimes.
"Yes I am. This is my son, Alessandro." I tell her with my cold tone.
"Yes hello. I'm Nicola." She smiles sweetly and shakes Alessandro's hand aswell. She has some fear behind her smile but she's sweet and good at hiding it.
"Where's my sister?" Alessandro basically demands answers. This boy needs some fucking manners honestly.
"She is in an office room. Last I checked she was just on her phone. But I stopped her, it seemed dangerous. Her phone is really catches and she could have cut her hand so she is just reading right now. I think it's best if you fill out the paper before you see her. It's just easier that way." She explains.
"Yes okay. Where should I go to complete the paperwork?" I ask
Then she waves her hand for us to follow her, we pass some office looking rooms and then she takes us into one with her name on the door, there is a clipboard which must be the paperwork I need to fill in.
"If you could please fill in these forms and I will go get Isabella to get her things sorted out." She says in her same tone as she has always had and she walks out and goes into a different office room.
"She gets on my nerves." Alessandro scoffs.
"Don't be fucking rude Alessandro. She's just doing her job."
This boy for fucks sake.
I start to fill in the paperwork, signing my signature where is needed until I complete the paperwork. That's it. Isabella is a Romano again. My baby girl is back. She's coming home.
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This is another short chapter but I'm starting the next one straight away so that should be out soon as well.
