James gets a mission in Italy that could earn him that prestigious Black t-shirt; but can he resist the temptation of the beautiful Caira.
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James is in Venice, Italy, on a mission in which he has to fraternise with A Mafia don's children
FROM VENICE WITH LOVE.
CHAPTER 1: HUNGOVER
Hey James!
Hows ur mission? Missing u loads. Loads of news back here at camp. Zara totally chewed Lauren for starting a huge foodfight yesterday. Shakeel tried to hit on Gabriella and it completely backfired… hilarious …
Come home soon, luv u
KERRY
James groaned as he read the e-mail his girlfriend sent from campus. He was hundreds of miles away, in Venice, on a high-class mission that just might get him his Black cherub shirt! Just when things were sky high, Caira came along.
Caira
and her brother Lorenzo were the purpose of his mission. Become
friends with them; then take down their Mafia dad. But why did she
have to be so hot?
James didn't want to cheat on Kerry. The
reasonable part of him told James he would get his ass kicked if she
found out. But the tempted part told him it was for the sake of the
mission, and how would Kerry ever find out? He was the only cherub on
this mission; it was just him and Ewart. But if Ewart found out, he
definitely wouldn't be afraid to slip it to Kerry.
James stood up and stretched in his tiny, excuse for a bedroom. His head thumped crazily from the beer the night before. He and Ewart were being housed in a tiny apartment not far off the grand canal, three doors away from Don Cannavaro's house, where James had been till 3 o'clock the night before, messing around with Lorenzo and Caira, where he also got heavily drunk! They had been playing Lorenzo's Playstation 3, which had been shipped over from America.
"Hey. What time did you get in at?" questioned Ewart Asker, or for mission purposes A.K.A. Ewart Florenza.
" 'Bout three," muttered James sleepily.
" You look shattered, kid. Hey, shower and eat and then head over to Cannavaro's, you got invited for a swim at 12:00. They rang an hour ago. Did you hook up our cameras and listening devices yesterday, in the don's study?"
"Yea, dude. I'm so hungover; me, Lor and Caira got totally blocked last night! Stole like 12 of his dad's beers each! My head's cracking Ewart! Let us rest a while?"
"Tough shit, kid. Get showered."