Why, the Italian Mafia!?!?

Chapter 2

*Bang* *Bang*

*Bang* *Bang*

"Go the fuck away" Sophia yells her Spanish accent coming out a little bit when she is irritated.

*Bang* *Bang*

"Uhhh" Taylor groans, hearing a thump meaning she fell out of bed on to the floor.

*Bang* *Bang*

"I'm comin, don't get your panties in a twist" she says, walking to the door.

I heard the slide of the lock being unlocked, then the click from the door being open.

As soon as I heard the gasp escape her, I threw my covers off and ran to their room stopping as soon as I saw the 3 big guys standing there.

"Who the hell are you?" Sophia demanded from her position on the bed, studying them I noticed they all had a cold look in their eyes, they big and I could tell they had weapons from the holster on one of the guys hip.

" Where is the bag?" the one in front demanded, his eyes scanning us then looking back and forth between.

" Bag?" Sophia squeaked obviously seeing what I'm seeing.

"Yes, the bag you took from the airport" the one on the right of the guys in front replies to her.

Racking my brain for any idea on this bag, I remember picking up the bag from our room, walking to a place to hide, then after that nothing but the pub.

Looking at the girls wide eyed, who wore the same expression. We're screwed definitely screwed.

" Um, we hid it somewhere" I say quietly, looking down at the floor,

"where?" the guys in the front replied.

" you see, we don't remember we went to a pub after and came home drunk and can't remember" Sophia slowly, and cautiously to make sure they don't go crazy.

" you don't remember" the guy in the front replied again slowly, as the thought registered his head when we nodded.

"Call the boss" he tells one of the guys, we watched wide eyed as he called his boss speaking fluently in Italian, which I can't do.

After the guy finishes the conversation on the phone and whispered into the front guys ear who slowly looks up at us.

'Oh, carp were dead, we are dead' I thought over and over in my head.

" Go get cleaned up and dressed" he says, raising an eyebrow when we didn't move, taking a step towards us with a glare we hurried to our bags and the bathrooms.

30 minutes later we are ready walking back to where we were earlier.

"Lets go" he demands again and we walk out of the hotel to a black Suv waiting out front, getting in they drove to where ever we were going.

45 minutes later we pull up to a gate with security outside, these security me just as big as the guys with us.

Opening the gate we drove through, and our eyes set on one of the biggest mansion I've ever seen, it's shaped into a W with plants and small trees outside.

Driving up the driveway and parking they pulled us out and dragged us inside the house.

It was big and beautiful, it was amazing. While we were walking I was looking at everything.

Scolding my self about paying attention to the problem not the gorgeous mansion.

Walking up to a door one of the guys knock on the door hearing a 'come in' they pushed open the doors that lead into a big office with a group of people inside.

The guys pushed inside and closed the door behind them then pushed us to the chairs in front of the group of people.

"Damon be nice there is no need for you to be being rude" a older lady scolded the guy who was the leader of the group that came to us.

"Sorry ma'am" he said apologizing,

"Mother leave him alone, he is only doing what I asked" the man behind the desk said staring at us.

He was HOT!

The man behind the desk stood up and holy shit! He is tall like 6'7 and was massive with muscles, and had a sunkissed tan.

" My name is Antonio romanvo" he said standing in front of his desk staring at us with a cold stare, making me I don't know about the other girls swallow the lump in my throat.

"You hid something important to me and you can't remember where you put it because you got drunk" he says, " do to your actions you will stay here until it is found" he finishes turning around and sitting back behind his desk again.

"What?!?! What about our clothes and we are here to have a vacation not be locked up like a prisoner" Sophia says loudly, her face red with anger.

Antonio snaps his head to look up at her, his eyes narrowing.

Sophia was opening up her mouth to say more, but before she could do that I hurriedly slapped my hand to her mouth to stop her from saying anything else.

She kept trying to get my hand off, but couldn't I kept a firm hold, realising she won't win she slumped down in her seat.

Taking my hand away from her mouth slowly to make sure she doesn't do anything, I wipe my hand on her arm from her saliva with a disgusted look while some of the people in here chuckled at my actions.

"Can I call my sister?" I ask Antonio looking at him, seeing the girls head snap towards me, they were shaking their heads furiously.

As soon as he nodded, I pulled out my phone and dialed her phone, hearing a angry voice answer, "Where the hell have you been? And why haven't you called" my sister Jessica yells through the phone.