The Stolen Mafia Princess

A Rat

{Angelo’s POV}

My body was shaking, and it was then that I realized that I was crying. I wiped my eyes, and nodded, looking back at the floor. It was a panic attack, I still felt the lingering pain, and fear in my gut. I hadn’t had one in years, not since our bambina went missing, that night was hard for all of us. Losing our sister, it’s something that I cannot, and will not accept. She has to be okay, she just has to be.

Carter’s hand on my shoulder felt like a crushing weight pushing me to the ground as I felt that familiar tightening in my chest again. “Let’s get out outside, and get some fresh air Angelo..” Carter said, wrapping his arm around me and leading me out the main door. The cold air hit me, and suddenly the breath that had escaped me until now, flooded back in.

I took in a deep breath, and let it out slowly. “She’s gonna be okay Angelo, she’s tough, she’ll pull through!” Damon said, his voice soft, almost soothing.

I nodded, running my fingers through my hair and finally looking at my hands. They were covered in blood, her blood. “She lost so much blood.. he shot her in the chest.. she was bleeding so much!” A whimper left my throat, as I choked back a sob. “I can’t.. we can’t.. we can’t lose our sister again! It nearly destroyed our family the first time.. if she dies, I will kill every Petrov I see!” I could feel my lip quivering, and tears beginning to fill my eyes. “I can’t lose her, she’s our family’s pride and joy, she is our world.. my world.. I’m so afraid that I’ll never get to hear her call me her Angel again..” I began to cry, as I dropped to my knees onto the ground.

Damon sat down beside me, and pulled me under his arm. “We all really care for Margo.. she’ll pull through, and we’ll all take down the Petrov’s, I swear that to you. The families are beginning to come out of the woodwork, even the smaller ones are talking about going to war with the Petrov family.” He said, his eyes also beginning to tear up. “We’ll take them down, for Margo!” He said, pulling out a flash of whiskey and taking a swig before handing it to me.

I took a long swig before handing it over to Carter, he also took a drink, then handed it back to Damon. “We’ll get through this, Margo will pull through, and everything will go back to normal!” Carter added, his voice also sounding a little choked up. He paused for a long minute, “Wait.. how did Alexi get out? You guys lock the cells from the outside, and the keys always stay with one of you..”

My heart dropped, the only people in the house were the housekeepers, us, and Viktor. I’ve known all of them, all my life, I couldn’t think that any of them would betray us, betray her. Viktor is related to the Petrov’s, but he dedicated his life to finding Margo. Then.. realization dawned on me, it had to be one of the housekeepers.. and they’re there alone with him now! I jumped to my feet and ran for the car, and noticed that it was gone. I turned slowly looking back to Damon and Carter. “The driver.. get us back to the house, now!” I yelled, running towards Carter’s car. We all got in, and took off, making it to the house in record time. Then, I could see our driver, the one who had been with us since I was a kid, loading Alexi into the back of our car. I leapt from the car, and ran barreling towards him, pulling my gun and holding it steady.

His hands flew up, as he made eye contact with me. “Why? How could you? We trusted you, treated you like family!” I yelled, closing in on them. “You helped Alexi escape, planned on kidnapping our sister.. you helped them take her when she was a baby.. didn’t you?”

He sighed, before closing his eyes, then slowly opening them, shooting me a deadly glare. “I have spent years taking care of you lot, making sure to keep tabs on you all, and what you knew.. I was happy to assist the Petrov’s.. they’re my family after all. They needed someone to keep tabs on you all, to make sure I could hear your conversations, to keep in the loop of what you all knew, who you suspected, and help keep you all of their trail. It’s worked out, all of these years, it’s been perfect.. but you just had to get nosy, and figure things out.. It’s sad really, you were always my favorite, the strong, stoic type. The one who gets things done, and doesn’t kick up a fuss. Now of course.. you know too much..” he smirked, reaching for his pocket. I dropped to the ground and shot him, right between the eyes.

I knew that Alexi’s limbs were all broken, so I stood slowly and leaned into the car. “Poor Alexi.. things just aren’t going right for you, are they?” I grabbed him, pulling him from the car and dislocating his shoulder. I dragged him back into the house, and down the stairs, listening to his cries of agony as we bumped down every step. I tossed him back in his cell, and locked it, putting the key in my pocket. “I’m going to make sure, that every single hour that you’re alive is the most painful hour you’ve ever lived. This is my promise to you, for what you’ve done to my bambina. Just when you think that it can’t get any worse.. I will be here to remind you of just what you’ve done! Rest while you can Alexi, cause when I get back, I’m going to make you hurt!” I turned, stalking back out of the house, locking the door behind me, and getting back into the car. “Back to the hospital, I need to tell dad that I took care of the rat problem!”