SERAFINA POV:
It was now nighttime.
The bike skidded to a stop in the empty warehouse and I jumped off fixing my hair.
"They're here?" I asked him.
He nodded, "Thank you Wesley." I smiled taking his helmet off, "Now where is that pregnant girlfriend of yours?" I ruffled his hair.
"HERE!" She squealed coming in with the flames and four extra people.
Her body rammed into mine and I let out a grunt from the impact.
I laughed hugging her back, "Hey Cara, how you been doing?" I asked leaning back.
"I'm okay, I was just worried about you." She smiled sadly before letting go.
"Tell me about it, she was going nuts in the hotel room." Pepper playfully glared at her.
I smirked, "Ooo, you guys shared? Cara, Wesley, anything messy to report on those two?" I wriggled my eyebrows.
"No!" Aidan blurted making us laugh.
I turned to the other four, "Killian, where is your sister?" I asked looking around.
He shrugged, "In Italy. I told your dad I had a job to do and he promised to watch her until I'm back. He said if anyone hurt her they'd be dead in a minute. He's a very good man." He nodded happily.
"That he is." I smiled.
"Firefly, what the hell happened to your hand?" Dae narrowed his eyes at the cast.
I looked at it, "A very tragic story actually," I frowned, "I couldn't open a bag of fruit snacks so I pulled really hard and bam! I dislocated my wrist. I was upset, only because there were scissors next to me and I felt dumb." I pouted.
"Lie." Literally everyone said.
I gasped, "It is not a lie. I did dislocate it, I mean look at it." I moved it around showing the cast.
"Serafina." Aidan narrowed his eyes.
I groaned, "Lavender tell us what happened," Joshua said sternly, "Fruit snacks." I nodded, "Gorgeous I'll call your dad." Raphael threatened.
"Valentino." I sighed.
"Your brother did that?" Killian asked baffled.
I shrugged, "Doesn't matter. We aren't here for that." I leaned against the bike, "We are here to have some fun! I met with Petro's lawyer again before I came here and guess what!" I grinned, "He left me everything!" I clapped excitedly.
"Is that a good thing?" Wesley asked confused.
I nodded, "It's wonderful Wes! First off I'm selling all his houses except for one but who cares about that. Second I have access to all his accounts and businesses around the world!" I smiled widely, "But what I mean is I have the locations of all his warehouses and auction houses!" I did the jazz hands but no one smiled at it.
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The Mafia's Flame
Teen Fiction"WHAT DO YOU MEAN SHE IS GONE?" He shouted at the poor guard. The guard flinched and lowered his head, "She knocked me out as soon as we left. She killed the other 3 spies you had in the Italian guard. She went home." He cowered pathetically. Petr...