The Mafia's Babies by Kaycee Romano (howl and other poems txt) 📗

Janet had told River that the room opposite the kids' was Mateo's younger sister's. And these four were the rooms in that side of the mansion, so she didn't want to negotiate with Mateo on her taking his sister's room, because she knew that Mateo would readily agree but she didn't know how the sister would take it. So she would have to keep the twins with her until they were familiar with the place.

River tucked them in, kissing their foreheads before making her way back downstairs. She still had to talk to Mateo about why she didn't want to tell the kids yet.

She knew that he must be excited and impatient to be finally and officially introduced to their babies as their father but she didn't want that to happen until both of their children were comfortable around him or at least not afraid of him.

She just hoped he would understand where she was coming from.

She descended the stairs and looked around for him.

"Umm, did you see Mateo?" She asked one of the men near the front door.

"He and Adam are in the office."

River nodded and decided to wait and not disturb them in the middle of work.

She turned on her heels, her back to the front door when the sound of bullet rung through her ears. She ducked, feeling the bullet whizz past her. She quickly rolled and hid behind the couch.

More bullets were fired, breaking vases and glasses around, some hitting the couch.

'Now how do I get to the kids before they come here?'

Mateo and Adam ran out, their eyes darting between her and the front door. The men there were missing. Probably out looking for the shooter or who knows? They could be the shooters. If that's the case, Mateo and River were going to have a long discussion.

"Gimme a gun!" River yelled. Mateo and Adam took cover behind couches and tossed her a gun.

"I will get to the kids."

"No I will." Adam said and ran up the stairs before she could protest.

River took a deep breath and peeked at the front door, straining her eyes to figure out where the shooter could be and then she saw a sudden moment. She scanned the room to see if the laser on the gun was on and soon she found the red dot.

'Alright, let's see.' She pulled out her phone and turned on the camera, holding it against where she saw the moment and she saw a dull white light.

"Nobody is shooting." Mateo breathed.

"Let's change that." River said and gestured to the phone.

"You got one shot." She whispered, nodding at his 1911 TRP. It was a long range handgun and she wasn't confident about her aim anymore.

He nodded, taking a deep breath before jumping to his feet and shooting his shot.

There was the sound of metal hitting the ground, a rustle and then someone swearing.

"Damn it Mateo, where did you learn to do that?"

"Alessia?" Mateo lowered his gun and hurried over to her as River emerged from behind the couch.

"Yeah big bro, your one and only sister."

Oh damn.

"Are you hurt?" River asked as she fast walked towards her.

She shook her head. "Though my baby is dead." She pointed at her now broken gun and then smiled at her, reaching her hand out. "Hey, I am Alessia."

"River Johnson." River smiled, taking her hand.

"Oh why you little.." Adam glared at the girl as he joined the,. Before he continued, he turned to me and said, "They slept through the shootout. The room is soundproof.

Then he continued with his rant, " I knew it would be you-"

"Yeah right."

"Alessia, it's not funny." Mateo glared at her. "I could have shot you."

"I am bulletproof brother." She tapped on her skin tight shirt and it sure looked like it had a bulletproof vest underneath.

"And what if the kids were around?"

"I made sure they were in their soundproof room."

"And what if the bullet had hit one of us?"

"I don't think I am that bad of a shooter. Enough with the pleasantries." She laughed and turned to River. "Let's catch up, sister-in-law!"

River scrunched up her face and groaned, to which she burst out laughing.