"What's going on here?" I asked, making my way towards my family who all gathered in a circle. Antonio was in the middle and he was holding a paper.

Blake was still in the hospital. His condition wasn't good at all. And it has been two days since he was admitted. Marissa returned to her home after being convinced by my mother.

"It's Lea." My mother choked out, tears in her eyes making me furrow my brows. Why would she send a letter to my house?

"She left." Those two words made my heart skip a beat. She left.

What?

"What do you mean?" I snatched the letter from Antonio and began reading it.

'Hello everybody! It's Lea, here. I'm just writing to inform you all that I'm leaving for good. I won't see any of you anytime soon, or maybe ever again. You guys have been my family; a family that I've been craving to have for the past four years. Thank you all for making me remember how it felt like go have a family again. Also, don't try to look for me- I don't want to be found. I want to be alone, for...as long as I can be. Tell Blake to get well soon, from me. I'm sure he'll be alright though, that boy is a fighter. I love you all, bye! Take care :)'.

It was all my fault. When I saw Blake lying on the ground with a bullet though him, I felt my world break. I couldn't bear to lose another sibling. I didn't know what to do...I was going crazy. My head was spinning and I felt like killing myself. I hated that feeling.

I needed someone to blame, and my dumb self blamed Lea for it all. I said harsh and hurtful words to her and I instantly regretted every single words I told her after that.

I was so fucking angry at myself. I liked Lea, fuck this. I love her. I fucking love her and I hurt her. I don't deserve her. I'm an asshole. There, I said it.

My family were heartbroken. It was amazing how they grew close to that one women over such a short period of time. They loved her, even my father did. My parents barely knew her yet they liked her.

My dad, a man who rarely like anyone except his family and close friends, grew a liking towards that one girl.

She came in our lives, made a place for herself in our hearts then left.

All because of me.

And trust me when I tell you; Nobody was hating me more than I was hating myself.

"She wrote this letter yesterday. So she couldn't have gone far, right? I don't want her to leave." Arabella mumbled making everyone nod their heads in agreement. Nobody wanted her to go.

Even though we all knew she was just temporarily working for us, we let ourselves grew attached especially me.

"Enzo" Arabella called my name, which made me advert my gaze to him. "What?"

"Can you tell Sean to…maybe let her join the Italian Mafia? I know he won't mind…and I know Lea would want the same thing and most importantly I know you won't mind." Arabella said, with a smirk.

If only it was that easy.

I sighed and rubbed my forehead, exhausted. Blake's condition wasn't getting any better. Apparently, the bullet hit a vital organ which made his condition critical. My whole family including me and Alessio were worried.

As for Lea, nobody in the Italian Mafia knew who she really was except those who were with us when we went to Vladimir's house to rescue Blake. Dominic, Dante, Antonio, Marissa, Sean and Alessio—both already knew and of course, Blake.

Antonio as well as Dante and Dominic shot me an apologetic look. why? Why were they giving me that face? I only raised my brows at them questioningly.

Before either of them could reply, Paulo, Arabella's husband spoke, "Well? Why aren't you replying?"

The fact that Paul was my sister's husband affected me deeply. I wanted nothing more than to seperate that man's head from his body. Paul was a nice man; very kind and all that— but he doesn't like me very much because of what I do and also…because I used to bully them when we were in college.

I was the 'bad boy' or however people call it- those kids who misbehave all the time, those who doesn't give a damn about anything, those who bully others; but I did study and all.

Paulo was the nerd. He had his head buried in books all the time. He caught Arabella's attention, unfortunately. They started hanging out and here are we; two happily married people with two happy kids and a very unhappy brother- which would be me.

"I can't do that. She wants to be alone. She clearly said that in the letter in case you haven't noticed, get your eyes fixed, brother-in-law." I mocked making him groan in annoyance. "See how your brother is talking to me? Even after years—He still hasn't gotten over the fact that I topped him everytime." He smirked at the end.

"You still hasn't gotten over the fact that I'm better than you in every thing. I mean, just look at you..." I scoffed. Arabella smacked me on the back of my head before scolding me. "What the hell, Enzo? This is my fucking husband!"

"Seriously, sister? Thanks for being supportive." I said sarcastically making Antonio chuckle.

"Guys!" Dante groaned in annoyance. "We need to see what Alessio is doing to Vladimir. We seriously cannot leave Vladimir alone with Alessio for that long."

Dante was right. Alessio had been torturing the hell out of Vladimir for the past two hours.

Even though Alessio had been lying to me all this time, I didn't actually mind because first, It was for his own safety and second, he didn't know his sister was alive until a few months ago and It was Lea who told him not to say anything.

We then went to the basement where we were keeping Vladimir. We could hear his screams and cries as we approached where he was.

Alessio was definitely giving him a hard time.

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