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Song ~ Je te laisserai des mots~ Patrick
Watson

❝𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮

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❝𝐒𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐢𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞, 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐝𝐦𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐭'𝐬 𝐤𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮.❞

Giovanni and I rushed to the airport, our minds racing with potential scenarios and enemies

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Giovanni and I rushed to the airport, our minds racing with potential scenarios and enemies. The drive to the airport felt like it took forever, every second an eternity. We boarded the first flight back to Italy, leaving the glitz and glamour of Madrid behind.

As soon as we landed, we dashed straight to our Uncle Lorenzo and Aunt Carmela's house, which is just across from ours.

Where the rest of our family had gathered. The house was buzzing with worry and tension. The moment we stepped through the door, we were bombarded with questions from our relatives, but we had no answers to give them.

"Where's Aurora?" Antonio demanded, his eyes red from crying.

"We haven't found her yet sadly," I told Antonio, trying to keep my voice steady, but the tremor gave me away.

"I have people reviewing our security cameras that face onto your property," Uncle Lorenzo states.

Giovanni nods, his jaw tight, "Good. We need to know who did this and why as soon as possible."

"While you have your men reviewing the cameras I want to go up to your office and start planning." I say my voice laced in business tone.

These men maybe my family but they're also run other branches of the Italian Mafia and trained assassins. And when it comes to family we all have to stick together. A forget a roles as business partners. No one messes with are family and lives to see another day.

"Anyone above twenty to Lorenzo's office NOW," Grandpa Marco yells. Marco is our father's father.

Giovanni, Stefano, Matteo, all uncles, cousins above twenty, granparents, all our mafia men and I head up to Lorenzo's office.

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⏰ Last updated: Jun 09 ⏰

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