Lost and Found

II

Author's Note: There will be some Italian spoken in this chapter along with quite a few of the chapter ahead, so really quickly, any Italian spoken, the English translation will be written at the end of the chapter under the line. If you have any feedback, please let me know! Love you all - RylieKi

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Antonio's POV

"Sì signore," (1) the man said over the phone. "L'abbiamo travata. Si trova a Santa Monica, California, negli Stati Uniti. Crediamo che sia stata tenuta come figlia, e non come prigioniera." (2)

"Grazie Mille!" (3) I exclaimed with a giant smile on my lips. I ended the call, put the cell phone in my left breast pocket of my suit coat, and walked briskly over to Giovanni's office. As soon as I reached the doorknob, I turned it with such enthusiasm, I think I almost made Giovanni pull his revolver out on me. "Sir, we found her. She lives in Santa Monica, California."

"Really?!" Giovanni exclaimed with joy. "I can't believe this is happening." His face suddenly became serious. "Sit down, amico mio. We must figure out a plan in order to get her over here without causing too much suspicion to the person who has kidnapped her."(4) I nodded my head thinking of a way that we could do this. And then I was captured by the best idea, and I grinned evilly.

"Il mio più caro amico," I replied sickly sweet, knowing that I was going to need to spend a lot of time trying to convince him on this idea. (5) "What about we send in my son, Domenico, and have him bring her to Italy?"

"Oh God no." He replied sternly. "He would be asking every girl there if they would meet him back at his hotel room."

"Okay, not going to lie, he definitely is one with the ladies. But I can guarantee you that he will not this time. I am giving him a mission. One that if he does not complete correctly, he will no longer inherit the Re Di Sangue Nero." He sat and thought about it for a few seconds before finally coming to an agreement.

"Fine, but I want my daughter here in no more than two weeks, okay?"

"Deal."

— 1 Week Later —

Alessandra's POV

I was currently sitting on my bed scrolling through netflix when Bailey came bolting through my bedroom door, and straight for my walkin closet. She was mumbling to herself, and I couldn't understand what she was saying. She eventually came out and looked at me shocked.

"Why don't you have your clothes on?" she asked. I looked down at the black nike shorts, and red tank top I was wearing.

"Uhh, because... I wanted to be naked?" I replied, which sounded more like a question that a statement.

"No you idiot. It's the third Friday of the month." she said to me as if I was stupid, and clearly I was. I brought the palm of my hand to my forehead in a dramatic face palm. Ever since Bailey and I turned 18, on the third Friday of every month, we decided that we would go clubbing with one of our other friends, Stephanie. Just this time I forgot.

"Crap." I mumbled.

"Hop in the shower woman, and start getting ready. Stephanie will be here in like 5 minutes get ready with us. Ryan will be here in an hour and a half to pick us up. Hurry woman." she ordered, shooing me off of my bed as if I was some cat she didn't want there. I hopped in the shower and took a world record breaking shower, while still cleaning everything. This night, I feel will be one to remember.

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(1) Yes, Sir

(2) We have found her. She is located in Santa Monica, California, in the United States. We believe she has been kept as a daughter, and not as a prisoner.

(3) Thank you very much

(4) my friend

(5) my dearest friend