She is the one by Asheslove (book recommendations for young adults txt) 📕

I left my work and craned my neck at him sliding my hands in back pocket with a perplexed face and raised brows when saw him doing work in kitchen and I don't know why it made me smile internally.

'You know how to cook?' I asked surprised hearing him.

'Duh! or who do you think cook for me before you came in my life' He said and started frying the lardons as I chuckled looking at him.

So the mafia king known and feared by whole Italy and underworld also cooks, that's funny.

'You have maids for that, I mean it's them who used to cook before I started' I asked.

'The maids are only for doing house chores, earlier I was alone so I don't need maids to cook for me, I cook for myself but after I brought you here I asked them because I couldn't stay at home for whole day' he replied.

Hearing this I scoffed at him.

Saying the man who starved me for a whole fucking week.

'What was that?' He asked with a cocked eyebrow when saw me.

'Nothing, just thinking you and your maids both stopped when I started cooking what? Because you found a maid in me' I said mockingly squinting my eyes

'I never said you are a maid Elena' Nicolas replied in a curt voice with a frown and look of disappointment on his face hearing my words.

'I never asked you to cook, Its you who started doing it yourself because you like it so I never mind it. You used to hate me and I need a way to communicate with you. It's strange I found it in your cooking that's why when you started to cook I told maids to stop' he said in a serious tone.

'Hello...' I waved at him. 

'I actually hate cooking, I never cooked for even myself, I started to cook because I have to pass my time and had nothing to do here whole day not because I liked cooking' I told him in a Duh tone.

'That's good, atleast you learn something, next time you won't hesitate to cook for yourself' he smirked saying in the same duh tone like I said copying me and I rolling my eyes went back to work.

'Two more helping hands' Sophia said rubbing his palms coming in kitchen and I smiled at her.

Nicolas gave vegetables to Peter and Michael to chop who played with knives hitting the dartboard present in living room and did everything but to chop vegetables so finally when I felt sorry for the pitiful vegetables I took from them and chopped on my own.

I made pancakes and sandwich of Michael and Peter while Nicolas prepare omelet and tosts and Sophia prepared an Italian dish named bruschetta.

Once the breakfast was prepared boys already took their seats on the dinner table. When I and Sophia done setting dining they started serving themselves. 

Michael took a big bite from Peter's sandwich when Peter stole one of his pancakes so Nicolas gave one of his sandwich to Michael. Leonardo cut half of his omelet and placed it in Nicolas plate. Sophia was putting butter on Edward's tosts while Edward place two of his eggs from his plate on Sophia's plate leaving two behind for himself.

I looked at all of them far from the kitchen and see how much like a family these represent instead of group of most fearful Italian criminals who inflict fear in everyone who crosses them and didn't think once before snapping their necks or shooting bullets in their heads. These all look like their own family of normal people not the mafian boss or gangsters who sleep with a gun on their side like pillow.

'Elena, what are you doing their, come on' 'here' Michael said patting the seat next to him and with a fake smile on my face I made my way towards them taking my seat.

Once the brekfast started so their mix English italian talks. I keep my head down serving myself and Nicolas took my left hand in his. When I looked at him for what he seems busy talking with Leo playing with my fingers. 

First their talks were funny as they were laughing and teasing each other but soon the air become tense as their conversation turn in serious and grave discussion as I ate my brekfast silently not knowing what the fuck they were talking in Italian instead of English words. 

Once their italian died and conversation completely turn in English my ears automatically rise and become attentive taking in everything they were talking about.

'Any news.' Nicolas asked Peter.

'A lot' Peter replied.

'Americans have lost their shit since we kidnapped their boss. They were hunting down everywhere trying to find him' 

'And since Wilson is in our captivity Dimitri is the one trying to get advantage of this'. Peter finished.

'Why not, afterall he setup all the trap with Wilson of Elena's kidnapping for that' Leo said indicating towards me.

'Actually there's one more important information from James' Peter said once again.

'What?' Everybody asked in unison.

'Newyork police force is also trying to find Elena and her family from last three months, and they are not too far to reach us'.

As I heard Peter talking about police panic and fear started rising in me.

'Its not a big issue, it will be taken care' Nicolas said brushing the topic like it's nothing and I eased a little.

'But how the hell police came this far' Leo asked in serious tone.

'Well this time it is a serious issue Nicolas' Michael said this time.

'It's David Warner who's leading them. Don't forget who Elena's father is, David is also her father's friend so he's taking the case seriously. We can guess or knows about the rest so when he got this chance after all these years of find us he's not letting this chance slide from his hands to reach us'. 

As Peter finished I panicked more and choked on my food. Michael quickly handed me the glass of water and Nicolas pat my back before rubbing circles. Once I gulped the whole glass of water down to my throat, they engaged back in their talk and I saw Edward looking at me from his sharp evil eyes with pure malice in them.