Alessia's POV
Alessio told me about the traitor once we were on our plane. There was less hassle than I anticipated, but that is expected when they know about our business.
I still don't know how I feel about them knowing our business, but I didn't bother overthinking it.
I took out my phone and called Andre.
"Yeah?", he asked after picking up the call.
"Wow, no, I missed you or anything. I'm disappointed, Andre", I exclaimed, joking.
"Well, I promised not to lie to you, didn't I?", He joked back, voice cheering up.
"I'm hurt, Andre", I replied, exaggeratedly gasping in mock offence.
"Why did you call anyway?", he asked. He must be sorting out some paperwork. I could hear the fluttering of papers in the background.
"A Russian was caught sneaking around one of our hotels in Spain", I informed, my voice getting serious.
"Sneaking around?", he questioned, tone hardening.
"He was searching for any information related to Ale and me. That's all my men were able to get out of him", I told him.
"Where are u?", He asked, concern clearly shown in his voice.
"Both of us are heading to Spain", I informed.
"I'll reach there as fast as I can", He said.
"Fine, I'll see you there", I bid.
"Stay Safe, Alessia", He replied.
I keep the phone down to see Alessio furiously texting someone with a frown on his face.
"What happened?", I asked.
He looked up with a grave look on his face.
"The Russians were also researching about Elijah."
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Reunited
General FictionAlessia Valentina Esposito-Ricci, a badass seventeen year old who, with her twin brother Alessio Valentino Esposito-Ricci, had gone through literal hell after being kidnapped by the Russian Mafia at the tender age of 4 for eight whole years until th...
