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Three years later

Bella pov

Everything was going well until I got a call from an unknown number. I picked up.

"Hello?"

"We are coming for you?" First I smiled thinking it was my siblings but then I realized that they were super busy right now.

"Who is this?" I asked. The person on the other side laughed, I soon became confused. At this point, I am once again the Queen of the Mafia. This all seemed a little too familiar. I began to shake.

"You know who this is and we are halfway to your house, get ready." They hung up the phone. I rushed out of my room, running down to tell everyone to get ready.

"Bella wa-" Daphne started but was interrupted by me.

"We have to gear up, they are coming," I said firmly. Everyone was staring at me.

"Why?" Jesus asked.

I quickly turned towards him while pulling my gun out and aiming it at him.

"Now."

They all raced up to their rooms and got ready. Soon they all came back down with guns, knives, swords, and even grenades. I smiled before racing downstairs and grabbing my weapons. We all have o idea who is coming but when we heard our gate to our house open we all split up. I went out to the backyard to get a better view. Once I peeked around to the side of the house, I saw someone I never expected to see, ever again.

Edwardo pov

We entered the gate to their house. The house was huge but not that cute.

"Do we get out King?" Emanuel asked me. I smirked. I turned around and kissed his lips before nodding. We all got out but had our guns at the ready. I looked around towards the front of the house but saw someone peeking out towards me inside the house. I raised my gun and fired. The person fell down to the floor. I laughed while smiling. This is way to easy.

Bella pov

I looked away for a second and heard a gunshot and a scream but the scream sounded familiar. I ran inside. Here's the thing if the person is in the Mafia they know that once you shoot on the other team, that's it, you're in. I decked my head while crawling towards the person, they looked too familiar.

Too...familiar.

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