69. Different

Anastasia...

"You are finally awake," a familiar voice joked as I sat up from the comfy bed.

Two familiar figures stood in front of me with worried faces while the other stood beside me. I turned to face the man, only to find Danté smiling at me.

Giovanni and Saint looked worried. I looked around to realize that I was in what seemed to be a hospital room. The smell of disinfectants and medicine was strong.

" Where am I?" I asked groggily.

" The Medical Centre, still in the house though," Saint answered.

" Why do you guys have a medical center in your house?" I asked, confused, wandering my eyes to search for a jug of water.

" Well, we are the Mafia and some of our soldiers come back without an arm or even a leg, so we can't exactly take them to a hospital while we are trying to avoid questions," Saint answered, as if it was an obvious question and I rolled my eyes at him.