n's

amnit! Ple

ted through the walls of the halfway stalked warehouse as Brun

ed glass while I listen to his screams, my righ

eft in the glass and pour it in my mout

ards trashing poor Mario. Now that I

es his hand forward and collects my empty glass before I bend over to stare at Mario's bloody

ruises from heavy punches all over his arms which w

around his groin and a pair of multicolored soc

feet are deep in his blood

loody as Mario himself. " Bruno, you could have focused on his f

from Mario's chest causing another out

to Mario who is now panting. " If only y

aliva. He starts shaking his head and I draw closer to his face. " Fo

kes his head. " I swear, I'

last time. " That's disappointing. " My hand clenches the gun ins

him. It's Diego. " He coughs. He k

the name. " What did you just

is mouth to talk but only releases a gurgling sound f

uth as he coughs and I'm fo

urn to Bruno. " Get this fucker to tell you more. I'm getting late for a breakfast meeting with papa! " I pull a

*

see that Lucia and my papa are the only

had been a little trouble forcing her out of bed to get

t always emitted a soft breathing over my neck. Her thin lips were so soft and supple. She lower

ce with the contract she was supposed to help

ace my dad

ing his favorite black ros

hurried to attend t

me a stern s

everyone

with the black cross dangling befo

t of the Family aren't here since it was papa's

ave met. " I

ically before casting a stare ove

eed to

stash? I already

! " He throws a nod at Lucia. " I see you h

s jarred to see her staring directly at papa

his glass. " A full replica too, I see. " He faces

n Lucia who has hers on the table. She was

t fucking her! " He rises up and I don't watch him as he heads for the door. " I do

room, I lifted myself up the c

until I near her

to myself and she hung her head away from my eyes while

I draw her towards the elev

ill in the middle of the room. " You can't do this to me! "

nough to figure

a step near her and she moves back. " You are a

ck of her legs hit the bed frame and she

but I can tell that she

Jane! " She

ze her jaw, lifting her s

w vulnerable she actually is. All I would rather think of is how muc

er traces down her jawline before letting go of

to do. I am going to