Mother Fucker.
The guy put his coat on the back of the chair before sitting down with three manila envelopes. He opened one of the envelopes and then examined it. I sighed and looked around the room shaking my head. this is such a waste of my time.
"Hello children," The guy said in a chirpy tone. "I work with CPS for the Mafia" the exclaimed. don't those two things cancel each other out? As if he was reading my mind he continued with "I work with The mafia as a CPS worker. The Mafia has its own CPS" That makes more sense.
"As a CPS worker, my main job Is to help children like yourselves. Now with that being said we can't put you all in normal homes we have to put you in a Mafia home or homes protected by the Mafia." the mentioned letting a little sigh at the end due to the lack of breath.
"So are you going to explain why the hell you drugged us and then kidnapped us?" I asked in a prissy tone. "Were you going to come with us if we had asked nicely?" he mocked I rolled my eyes.
"So each of these folders is your folder they hold everything about you." he opened the other ones up. it had a little picture of us and was being held by a paper clip on the right-hand side
"If I'm not mistaken we have Lorenzo Rossi, Elara Stone, And Giovanni Bernardi with us right now?" he pointed to each of us. I and Giovanni stayed quiet while Lorenzo nodded.
"Okay then, Lorenzo and Giovanni are fifteen while Elara is fourteen," he asked again looking at Lorenzo. Lorenzo nodded he added a checkmark by our names and looked at us again "You all work for the Russian Mafia correct?" Lorenzo nodded "Can either of you speak Russian Fluently or not?" he questioned looking at me and Gio.
"We can all speak it" Enzo mumbled making me grone "это ерунда" (This is bullshit) I said with an attitude making Lorenzo look at me and Giovanni smirk.
he wrote something down then put the pen down "When we put y'all in foster homes we want to consider everything y'all want.
do y'all want to be split up or do y'all want to be together?" the man asked "We want to be together" I blurted out the man looked at Giovanni and Lorenzo. they both gave him a nod and he wrote something down.
the man snapped his fingers and three bodyguards came in and untied us once they untied us Lorenzo and Giovanni helped me up since my leg was hurt and my arm wasn't any better.
the bodyguards watched us very closely to make sure we didn't plan anything against them. One bodyguard was watching us very close, a little too close you would think his eyeballs were going to pop out.
I looked at him and casually flipped him off. this made him groan and roll his eyes. The CPS worker saw I was having a hard time walking so he came in front of me to check on me "Hey are you okay do you need help?" I kicked him in the stomach and yelled "Get the fuck away from me"
This caused the bodyguard I flip off to put a gun to my head and look at the man for further instructions. The man got off of the ground and dusted himself off "It's fine. Guns down." the man scoffed and put his gun down. I wrapped my hand around Giovanni and Lorenzo's neck. we walked out of the room we were in and instead walked into what seemed like an office room.
"You kids stay in here I'll be in my office," he said then walked into his office.
it had a room inside the room on the outside there were four chairs. he told us to sit in one of the four chairs. they sat me down then sat themselves down next to us. "эти врачи отстой" (These doctors suck) I groaned putting my hand on Giovannis. Lorenzo saw this. "я не понимаю ни одной твоей руки? Ух ты" (I don't get one of your hands? Wow) I rolled my eyes and looked at the bandages on my arm. "я едва могу пошевелить рукой, Лоренцо" (I can barely move my arm Lorenzo) Lorenzo scoffed and looked to the side trying to act angry. but I could see his smile.
about twenty minutes later a man in a black suit walked in with a child that looked about our age. he stopped and stared for a moment. my eyes not leaving his. "Come son" The son broke eye contact with me and walked into the office closing the door behind him. The CPS worker walked the the window and put the shutters down.
my eyes stayed on the door where he previously was. He had Jet black hair and icy blue eyes Gio nudged me on the shoulder "You know him or something?" I looked at him and shook my head "No? Why? Should I?" I asked more of a question
"No reason," Gio mumbled picking up a magazine and flipping through it I rolled my eyes and looked at the clock 3:43.
twenty minutes went by before the same two people walked out again The older man stopped and looked at us. "Let's go" he motioned towards us. we got up and I hooked back on to the boys.
"When we get back to my home I'll get you three real medical attention" I groaned walking in front of us with his son. I walked past the office and saw the guy limp in his chair with a bloody nose. I looked at Gio with wide eyes he looked back at me with the same eyes.
"Where did that other guy go?" Lorenzo asked quietly "Umm... I don't know" Lorenzo let it go and we kept walking until we got to an elevator
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Shadow Of The Assassins
Romance*Not Edited* "Sometimes it feels like I'm hanging by broken string" _-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_-_- A deadly trio of assassins find themselves in the unlikely care of the Italian Mafia after a botched mission lands them in...
