The Mafia nanny [✓complete]

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Sydney's POV

I sat on the couch, I'm the epitome of bored.

Which doesn't help because my head keeps going back to what happened between myself and Andrew in his kitchen.

I would sell all my organs to feel it all over again.

But again, why did he stop?

Did I do something wrong?

Well technically yes

Whatever I don't even like Antonio.

I found a charger for my phone in the living room so I charged my phone.

I long pressed the on button to switch it on.

I saw the hundreds of calls from both Ricardo and Leah.

I texted Leah that I was okay and that my phone had gone down.

But what should I say to my brother?

Something like:

Um, hey Ricardo.
Antonio took me into a room.

Almost abused of my beautiful body (he harassed me already).

Then the second man in command of the Italian mafia, one of the Spanish mafia's frenemies, came and helped me.

He calls me Dea by the way.

I went into his car, I'm currently in his house.

We also made out in his kitchen

Ps. love your sister Syd

Like what am I supposed to say?

I decided to call him.

It didn't take long, he answered straight away.

"Where the fuck are you, are you okay?" he sounded worried and he had all the right in the world to be.

"Yeah, I'm okay, to as...where I am..." my voice drifted off.

I can't tell him I'm in his enemy's house.

"I'll send you my location," I said.

"Thank god" he mumbled.

"Why didn't you answer my calls?" he asked.

"My phone died, I got a charger now" I explained. I kind of felt bad for lying to my brother. But I need to.

"Bye, I'll see you later" I ended the call before he could say anything.

I stood up and took my bag.

But I stopped.

I can't just leave. I don't know where his room is either.

I saw some paper so I took a pen out of my bag and wrote:

To: Andrew

Thanks for helping me today.

I bit the inside of my mouth. Should I recall what happened?

If you wanna talk here's my number below.

****-***-****

From: Dee or Dia or whatever that thingymajig you call me

I had nothing else on my mind so I shrugged and left it on the table.

I walked towards the door.

Luca's POV

Leah's idea was one of the worst things I could've imagined.

Well, it was great ideas but not for me.