Carina pov
“You’ve got to stop getting in trouble”, Rosetta said, making me nod absentmindedly and stare at the window. Apparently, the foster family I used to live with passed away. Well, except their son Blaze. He was like me, he was adopted by a Mafia family. The last I saw him, he was sent to Juvie and after that we never really kept in touch.
Anyway, back to the story. So my dad and brothers, whom I just found out exist, are taking me in and letting me live with them.
“How long till we’re there? I don’t want to keep you away from your job for too long”, I asked. Rossetta is an FBI agent.
“You aren’t and I can't miss seeing you reunite with your family”. I lean my head on the window as I feel sleep over taking over my body, leaving me to dwell on my terrible past.
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Third Person's pov
Nicholas stood with his back facing the streets of New York, he couldn't describe what he's feeling. Hell, this the first time he's feeling anything in a while. His daughter is back and, more importantly, alive. We thought she was gone. How will his sons react? What is she like?
A knock rang through the office causing Nikolai to move towards the door to let them in. His four sons entered the room and sat down waiting for their father to tell them the news.
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