[This is the second book of the "Mrs. Mafia" trilogy]
It's been two years since Napoleon DiStefano was born and it's all been absolutely amazing for Apollo and Arabella DiStefano. The family has been the happiest since they lost a vital member, peop...
"A lonely man always attends a party with expensive alcohol."
A chuckle left my mouth "You only came because they're the big bosses."
Santino took a sip of his flute "I have a big big business proposal that might interest you and take you on a ride back to your old days as the son of the capo."
I leaned on the bar "As long as it benefits me, count me in."
•Arabella DiStefano•
Thank God my hair is in a ponytail at the nape of my neck because Artemis likes to pull on it "You look so beautiful, piccola," she's wearing white tights, the cutest white linen dress, and little ruby studs. "Where is your uncle Mariano?" my baby-talking made her smile. "Where is that motherfucker?" I poked her belly and she giggled.
"Andrea just texted me, he just came in," my husband informed.
My gaze moved up to find Mariano walking in, he was not wearing his tux and his hair was all messed up "What the fuck?"
"He looks like he–"
"Just had wild sex," I pulled up the skirt of my dress to not trip on it and followed the man in question. "Where have you been?" we were walking up the marble winder stairs.
"With Serafina and Viola," he rapidly informed.
My right eyebrow arched "Liar liar, slutty dress on fire."
Mariano stopped at the big landing and turned around to look at me "Fine," he let out a deep sigh as his face turned red. "I was with someone."
A big smile curved my lips "Who?" Sometimes you have to play dumb.
"You don't know her, she's a new friend."
"Is she coming tonight?"
"No," he turned around. "I'll be down in fifteen!" the man rushed up the remaining steps.
"Pussy," I shrugged turning around to go back to Apollo, who was now talking to Ilya. On the way to them, I grabbed a flute of champagne from one of the servers "What are you guys talking about?"
Ilya shrugged "Love."
"Love," I took a sip of my drink. "Can you tell me some rare Italian girl names?"
Ilya rolled his eyes before chugging down his rum "You really wanna know her name?"
"Please!" my heart was thumping against my chest; he is FINALLY GOING TO SAY IT!
"Fine," Ily yanked the flute out of my hand and threw it back like it was water. "Her name is–"
"Arabella!" Aurore exclaimed behind me.
ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME?!
"Yes?" I tried to seem composed once I faced her but I'm sure my right eye was twitching.
"Interpol is here," the girl in front of me breathed out.
My jaw clenched "What do they want?"
"They're asking for a meeting with you," she informed.
"Bring them to the wine cellar, use the service door and make sure no one sees you. Got it?"
Aurore nodded before rushing away.
I turned around to find a confused Apollo standing beside an even more confused Ilya "Why are we letting them into our party?" hubby asked.
"If they had something they would've stormed in," I pecked Apollo's lips. "I'll be right back." My feet rushed me out of the ballroom, into the hallway and down the curved stairs under the main staircase which leads to the wine cellar. After a few minutes of waiting, Aurore appeared with two guys; one of them is the man who showed me the pictures of a scorched body when I thought my husband was dead. "Agent Dalton," a smile played on my lips "is this some sort of Christmas present?"
The man seemed frustrated as if someone had forced him to come here "I'll go straight to the point," he handed me a manila envelope. "Three weeks ago this anonymous tip arrived at HQ."
I opened the envelope and pulled out the thick bunch of photographs "What am I looking at?" the pictures were of little persons with bags on their heads, little hands tied as men with guns pushed them into a big container.
"Child-trafficking ring; this group collects kids from the streets that no one will report missing and sells them."
"To who?" I glanced at Agent Dalton.
"One of his aliases is Ricardo Venilla," the other agent informed. "He has brothels with minors all around the world."
My jaw clenched "Why are you here?"
"Because we need your help finding him," Agent Dalton cleared his throat.
A smirk curved my lips as I handed the envelope to Aurore "Get this to our team, make it our top priority."
"Yes, Athena," Aurore grabbed the envelope and rushed away.
"Athena?" Dalton's right eyebrow arched.
"Just a little nickname," I shrugged, lacing my hands in front of my body. "Anyway gentlemen," I walked past them "stay to enjoy the party if you want."
"How will we know if you have information, Mrs. DiStefano?"
The smirk on my lips deepened as I calmly walked up the steps "My Code name is Athena."
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Little baby Artemis DiStefano
THE END. Close the curtain. Bitch I'm sobbing. THANK YOU ALL SM FOR BEING PART OF THE SECOND JOURNEY OF MY BABIES APOLLO AND ARABELLA! I HOPE YOU ENJOYED READING IT AS MUCH AS I ENJOYED WRITING IT! LOVE YOU FOREVER! YOU CAN SKIP THE FUN FACTS CHAPTER TO FIND OUT WHICH STORY IS NEXT! OR READ IT TO GET THE ANSWERS TO SOME QUESTIONS YOU GUYS ASKED!