Proloque
After a busy year in which Bianey and her husbands and fratelli Livio, Matteo and Silvan, worked hard because their papa’s and mama’s left for America to visit the family from the side of mama Grace and in which Bianey had to prove that she is capable of leading the famiglia as heir to La Ricci mafia, it is now the turn of the lovers to celebrate their holiday.
They are really ready for it after the intense event in the warehouse of their new business relations, the motorcycle club Anime nere. (Devoted to La Mafia).
Bianey and Sean, her friend from Antwerp, who is also going to America, Bianey's girlfriend, have made an impressive impression there, Sienna is joining them too.
And now they are on their way to America where they are going to build a new business relationship again, this time with a champagne farmer, before they are going to enjoy their well deserved time off. But where Bianey goes, enough drama is attracted and they don't really get to celebrate their holiday.
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“Oddio, that child stole my wallet, merda!“, Bianey screamed furiously at Sienna and without waiting for an answer she ran after the girl who caught her bag. Sienna tried to follow her, but it was very crowded on the high street and instead she tried to run in the direction of Bianey while trying to avoid the crowd. Her eyes followed her and the girl, who shot past the large number of shoppers as fast as light, Bianey on her heels. Until she suddenly lost her. She did see the girl, who looked back where Bianey was and probably because she didn’t see her she slowed down her pace.
“Merda, MERDA, this is not good, oh heavens this is not good.” Sienna reached into her pocket for her cell phone and called Sean, who had sat down in a bar with Bianey’s fratelli, while she and Bianey strolled around the market and through the shopping street.
Not Bianey’s favorite activity, but in another country they both found it interesting. She was so sorry. She was still looking, or trying to look over the people as she waited impatiently for Sean to answer. “Sean, please come. Bianey is lost. We are in the center where we were just now.”
“I’ll locate your mobile. Stay where you are. We’re coming.”
Sienna’s gaze remained focused on the spot where Bianey had suddenly disappeared, while she had stood on a low wall around a clearing so that she could see more and the men could find her faster. In the meantime, she told Sean what had happened and noticed that the girl had stopped not far from the spot.
