A mother for my son
I smile a little at the audacity of this girl, and before she disappears into the darkness, I shout after her, "I am the son of the Mafia Queen..."
As soon as I enter the room, I see Bellini pacing back and forth, his fists clenched. To my surprise, I see Flavio with a few bruises but otherwise unharmed. When they see me, they both sigh in relief.
"Thank God you're okay, Alexandre!" Bellini approaches and hugs me, but I notice he's trembling a little. "Let me take a look at that wound." The adrenaline from traveling with that girl had made me completely forget about my arm.
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