chapter 2

Marco's pov

I was helping Alessandro with a problem. Some of his shipment went missing when suddenly my phone rang. Without looking at the caller ID, I said.

"Marco De Luca speaking"

"Hi, yes, this is Elena Ramirez from social services. We have a young girl here whose foster parents just die..."

Cutting her off. "And I care why?"

"You see her dna matched yours he name is Isabella Rose. We were wondering if you would like to take her in?" The phone was on speaker at this stage so my two eldest heard what was said.

"And how do I know you're not lying? Cause if this is some sick joke, I will kill you." My voice not wavering as we have all went through the grief of our second youngest but the only girl born in the centuries.

"I can send you the dna match and a picture of her if you like." She sounds scared.

A ding came through on my laptop, and me, Alessandro and Vincenzo piled around the device. After opening the file, we found a copy of the dna test and a picture. And the girl is, in fact, la mia piccola. I can not believe it. I stared at the screen in shock.

(my little one)

"Sir, are you still there?" The social worker questioned.

"Ya..em I'll take her in. Where is she?" Knowing this is my little girl. I'll travel the world to go get her and bring her home. But that leaves questions, will she remember us? who took her? What was her life like?

With the questions in mind, the social worker told me she's in Spain. I said goodbye before I hung up, not waiting for any more small talk.

With these questions, I called the boys telling them there was a family meeting in half an hour till then. I told Alessandro to call the pilot to get the jet ready to go to Spain.

30 minutes later, I walk into the living room with a smile on my face. I look to see my two oldest sons trying to hide the smiles on their faces, too.

"Holy shit is dad smiling?"

"What's going on?"

"Language"

That is all I hear as I walk in. "Boys," my voice erupts around the walls

"I have good news your sorella is coming home."

(Sister)

"What are you on about, dad? Isn't she dead?"

"Holy shit,"

"Are you serious?"

"Don't interrupt me. Yes, I'm serious. I got a call from Spain, and when I asked for proof, I got sent a picture. She looks just like Luca, and I also got sent the dna results, which are positive."

"Can we see?"

"Ya, show us." I showed them the picture of my little girl, and their sorella and shock were on their faces. Luca, her younger twin, was trying not to cry. His older twin was coming home.

(Sister)

"Me and Alessandro will be flying to Spain to get her. Can you all get her room ready?"

"Aww, can I come it is my twin, after all?" Luca questioned hopefully.

"Sorry bud, how about you come with the driver to pick us up after we return?" I said, sitting down next to him and talking sweetly to him, knowing that this is going to hit him hard. He only spent two years with her before she got kidnapped by the fucking Russians and he doesnt remember her all we had was some baby pictures to show him. We all thought she was dead as a Russian burned the body of a beaten girl that looked around 5 the same age as our princess ten years ago. We done dna tests, and they all came back positive.

We got into the car and drove 20 minutes to the airport where the jet was waiting. I hope la mia principessa has had a good life, but I dont think she will have had in the hands of the Russians.

(My princess)

After a long and stressful 2 hours we arrived in Madrid. We called a driver to pick us up and waited 20 minutes. In the 20 minutes we were waiting, I called the social worker to see which station she was waiting for us.

Isabella's pov

After she came in and told me my father was taking me in I asked could I go pack my stuff as it would take him a while to get here but she kept saying no so I got pissed off and yelled at her. Then a cop came in here, and I might or might not have assaulted him, so now I'm sitting here with my hands behind my back.

"Come on my arms and ass is numb at least let me out for a walk I'm fucking bored in here." I said banging my head on the table.

"No can do, sweetheart. You assaulted a gaurd, so sit there and wait." The cop sitting across me said, annoyed as I keep repeating the question over and over again.

I groaned and put my head down the lack of sleep catching up with me.

"This is ur fault," my subconscious said. Uhhhh, why did she have to appear now of all times.

Two hours later, the door opened, but I ignored it as I was thinking. I heard a deep, strong voice. "Take my daughter out of those handcuffs right now."

"Great first impression," I said to myself. Reluctantly, I lifted my head up. "No need, I said emotionless," picking the lock on the cuffs I threw them at the gaurd behind me, to say they looked shocked, was an understatement.

Looking at the two men at the door, I knew straight away who they were. The younger looking dude was Alessandro De Luca, the current Don of the Italian mafia, and beside him was Matteo De Luca. I am rightfully fucked now.

"Hello principessa I am your father Matteo and this is your oldest brother Alessandro." My father introduced them both.

"Well I'm Isabella but I guess you both know that," they were shocked at the ton of my voice but that's what they get for abandoning me at a young age.

I stand up "can we get out of here?" Both of the bios nodded and we walked out of the station.

"You can follow me if you like I have to get some stuff from my house." They nodded and that's all I needed to get into my car and start the drive to my penthouse.

Matteo's pov

Walking into the run down station I asked for Elena Ramirez at the front desk. We met her and walked to an office but taking a look around I didn't spot Isabella anywhere.

It took half an hour to sign the papers so I was Isabella's legal guardian. To be honest if I was smart about it I could have got them sent to me earlier and signed them on the plane but it's too late now.

She finally led me out of the office and walked to what looked like an interrogation room. The first thing my eyes landed on was a girl with her hands behind her back in handcuffs and her head laying on the table.

"Take the handcuffs off my daughter now." The gaurd behind her looked like he shit himself while she remained still.

After her looking like she was debating something she replied "no need" Which not going to lie confused me but then in the blick of an eye the gaurd behind her had the handcuffs and she stood up.

"Hello principessa I am your father Matteo and this is your oldest brother Alessandro." I said keeping a neutral look when inside I was jumping for joy.

"Well I'm Isabella but I guess you know that," she said with no emotion in her voice which scared me.

"Can we get out of here?" She asked sounding bored while sending a glare to the gaurd. Next thing I know I get the smell of piss looking down I see the guard had pissed himself. Me and Alessandro both nodded also wanting to get out of here.

Walking out side she told us to follow her as she needed some stuff but what I wasn't expecting was her to get into a grey McLaren F1 LM. There's only 6 how is she driving one. Wait she's 16 she shouldn't be driving anyway.

We pulled up into a nice building but was shocked when she drove into a underground parking place that had many rare and unique cars parked in here.

"Follow me," Isabella said from behind us honestly scaring me as I didn't hear her approach.

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