Her Mafia Prince ✔️

Chapter 41 - Happy Tears

~ Matteo's POV ~

None of us said a word for the whole flight to Naples. The three of us just sat in pure silence.

The third one was Carlotta - she came with us without asking.

I don't know why Adrian and Carlotta weren't speaking but I knew exactly why they weren't speaking to me. I know I screwed up by not telling them, but I just didn't.

I guess I don't really have much of an excuse. I didn't want them to feel what I felt, I didn't want to talk about it, I didn't want to think about it. When Alex first told me, I felt this crazy feeling inside me when I realised there was still something left of my sister - that she wasn't totally dead.

But then I didn't find anything and the pain after that was worse than when she died.

I didn't want Adrian or Carlotta to go through that but I especially didn't want my parents to experience it - to think they had another grandchild and then find out it wasn't true.

So I kept it to myself.

Before we left I called Alex and told him to meet us in Naples but since he was in America, he wouldn't be here until tomorrow.

Once we landed in Naples it was way past midnight but it didn't matter. As soon as we got in the car we drove straight to the orphanage where she was living which was an hour away from the airport.

"Do you think she'll look like Mia?" I glanced over at Carlotta as she spoke, breaking the silence between us for the first time. When I didn't reply, Adrian responded to her.

"Probably."

Once again it fell silent between us before Carlotta spoke again.

"Do you think she'll be happy?"

"Of course she will be. She's spent her whole life thinking she doesn't have a family." When I said this, Carlotta looked over at me and the anger once again returned to her eyes.

"That's your fault."

"Shut up Carlotta, it's not his fault. He's just a freaking idiot." As much as I wanted to argue with Adrian, I just stayed quiet, mostly because it was true.

Not the part about me being an idiot although that is kind of true. But the fact she spent her whole life alone was my fault. I should have kept trying, even if I couldn't find anything, I should have kept looking. I might have found her eventually if I had just kept looking.

Finally after the rest of the awkward drive to the orphanage we finally arrived and the three of us made our way inside to the front desk. Since there was no one there Adrian, being the impatient son of a bitch that he is, started shouting until a disheveled woman came running out from a back room.

"Sir please quieten down, the children-"

"You weren't here, what else was I supposed to do? Pitch up a tent and wait for you to turn up one day?"

Oh wow.

"Adrian shut up." I narrowed my eyes at my brother before I turned to look at the older woman who was just watching us with wide eyes. "I'm sorry about my brother. We're actually here to take one of your children, her name is Viola."

"You want to take her?" She seemed so shocked by this.

"He meant adopt, we want to adopt her." This time Carlotta spoke, pushing past Adrian and I as she gave me a glare.

What's wrong with using the word take? It's not like I meant we were going to kidnap her or something, she should have known I meant adopt.