Acaia

          My father remained quiet for a moment before a breathless laugh escaped his body. I rolled my eyes, slumping back into my chair as I pulled out out a cigarette, lighting it.

          Somewhere between his laughter and now he realised that I was being serious. I took a long inhale before looking back over to his confused face. "Why? We are the most powerful mafia, Acaia. We don't need anyone else."

          I scoffed, carelessly ashing my cigarette onto his table. "See that's the problem, dad. We do. No matter how powerful we are at some point there will be a war and we will have no-one. The only mafia we have an alliance with is the English mafia. And I don't know if you've realised but over the past three months I have almost encountered death several times because for some reason the Amercian's are trying to kill me and the heir to the Spanish mafia. Each day the Colombian's are moving higher and higher up in the mafia world and they are coming for us. So yes dad, we do need an alliance." I stared into my father's wide eyes as I blew my hair out of my face, taking a much need puff off of my cigarette.

          He paused for a moment as his nose twitched in thought. That was something me and all my siblings shared with our father, the weird nose twitch we get when thinking about something. "Okay, arrange a meeting with me and him."

          "Where?" I asked. "Our house." A wave of relaxation came over me as I hummed in response. If he was inviting Ronan to our house, it meant that the odds of an alliance being made were high. I left without another word, not sparing him a glance.

          Me and my dad had a weird relationship. I would never forgive him for giving up on finding my mothers killer and he knows that. But sometimes, we get along and when we do, we make a good team.

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          As I got back into my car, I reached into my inner pocket of my leather jacket, pulling out Ronan's business card. I dialed the number, placing the phone to my ear.

         "Hello, this is Alonso Offices how can I help you?" A sweet voice spoke through the phone. "I'd like to speak to Mr Alonso, please."

          "Okay, bare with me I will put you through to
him now." I heard a small beep as all fell silent. Though it was only silent for a few moments. "Hello, how can I help you?" He spoke.

          "My father said he would like to have a meeting with you. Tomorrow, 1pm. I will send you the address." I hung up the phone, not bothering saying goodbye. I sent him our home address before driving away.

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          I pulled up to the gate, scanning my thumbprint on the machine to let me in so Gloria didn't have to. At first, when you pull in through the gate, it was like nobody lived there. You had to go up a hill and then eventually, you would find another gate. I did my thumb print again and pulled through the gates, parking beside the water fountain. At the moment, I still lived with my dad, Vanessa — my fathers new wife — , Matvei and my new born half sister, Inessa.

          Ilias moved out a few years ago at 23 to live with his girlfriend, Avery. She was now his soon-to-be wife and they had a one year old baby together named Azaliah. Leo moved out not long after him at 21. He had recently got a girlfriend, I wasn't sure of her name, I think it was Ava or Layla, something like that. But the odds of them staying together where unlikely — he doesn't settle, ever. Nikolai moved out two months ago at 20.

           So it just left me and Matvei. I was to move out the day after my 20th birthday and Matvei claimed the moment he turned 18 — which was two days after I turned 20 — he would move far far away from our father.

           Though by far, he meant a 30 minute drive. All of our siblings lived within at least a 20 miles from the house as they still worked for our father and it wasn't safe for any of us to live any further.

          All of my siblings live in the city, but me, i'm going to live in the countryside. There's a small village not to far from where I am living now. On the outskirts, there's a big lot of land. I brought it and now my house is currently being built on it. I also plan to have stables built so I can continue my horse riding.

           I got out of my car, entering the house. Although I complained often about still living at home, I wouldn't deny that it was a beautiful house. My eyes widened at all of the bags scatted in the room. There was atleast 100 designer branded rooms here. My father must have given Vanessa his black card again.

          But it wasn't like the money she spends affects him, he makes more than enough money. I stepped over the bags before making my way towards my room. As I entered, I felt my body relax.

          I dragged myself into the my on suite, immediately turning on the shower. Whilst I waited for it to warm up, I hurried over to my chest if draws, pulling out a pair of black fluffy pyjama bottoms, a black hoodie and fresh underwear.

          My eyes scanned over to the framed picture that was collecting dust. I picked it up, wiping the dust off of it. A small smile ghosted over my lips as I stared at it.

          It was my thirteenth birthday picture. I was stood in the middle in my pretty pink ballgown, a bright smile on my face. I also wore a small crown.

          To my right was Nikolai, he was 14 at the time and he was going through his spikey hair face. He had an overly dramatic smile plastered over his face.

          Leo was on my left, though he was only a year or two older than me in this picture, he looked a lot older and he was very tall. His hair was pretty much the same now, his curls were always my favourite thing about him.

          Matvei was 11 at the time and he was very short at the time. Matvei didn't have a growth spurt until he was almost 14, but when he did grow, he got very tall. He was almost taller than me. He stood in front of Leo, who had his hands placed on his brothers shoulders.

          Ilias stood beside my mother and father, the 17 year old at the time being almost as tall as our father. My eyes flickered between my mother and father. A purely happy smile on both of their faces. My mother wore a red ballgown and a crown much bigger than mine. When I become the heir, thag will be my crown. I looked the most like our mother out of all of our siblings and I definitely got her height.

           But, we all did really. Ilias and Leo were 6'1, Nikolai was 6'0, Matvei was 5'11 but liked to think he was 6'0, and I was on the brink of being 5'8.

          I placed the picture back down, taking a deep breath before going back to the bathroom, blocking out all the sad thoughts about my past.

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