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SEVENTEEN
DIEGO
I felt the pain before I heard the sound of the gunshot. I knew what had happened but for a brief moment I was in denial. As i looked down to my stomach i kept on thinking to myselfThere was definitely no way Irene had shot me.Looking down I saw the blood stain gradually begin to grow on my blue shirt exactly where there was a new hole.In that moment my world was blurred with pain as the blood flowed from my stomach, staining my clothes and pooling beneath me. Each breath became a struggle, and it was a fight to maintain consciousness. His vision danced with darkness, the edges of my perception fading into an abyss.I could hear myself utter the words “fuck” as my knees buckled and i fell on them to the ground. The gun slipped out of Irene’s hands as she stood rooted to the spot for a brief moment in shock, looking at her I knew she had not meant to shoot me. I allowed myself to smile at her to at least provide a littlBab terkait
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DIEGOThe sun hitting my eye made me squint as I woke up, instinctively I attempted to get up to close the blinds but the sharp pain that preceded my quick reaction sent me rolling to the ground. My guts felt like they were on fire, I then remembered of course they were on fire I had just been shot some hours ago. I must have passed out, I concluded as I picked myself off the floor to look around the room. I recognized the room of this safe house I had bought some years back. The safe houses had become a lot over the years due to my paranoia that I had forgotten how some of them even looked. Wait a minute this was not where we were when the shooting happened so how did we end up here?Looking down at my injury as I sat at the edge of the bed I realized this just confirmed my theory, it was not yet my time to die. Nick must have not realized I had woken up yet even after the loud bang, I finally gathered enough strength to walk ove
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Nick had just gotten out of the apartment when he realized he had forgotten his coat but then again he knew if he went back up there he might be interrupting something so he decided to brave it and just keep on walking, the cold was not that much anyway it was already close to summer.He stopped by the coffee shop down the street to at least grab a hot beverage to keep himself moderately warm inside. As he sat eating the croissants he thought about how wild the past couple of days had been. He definitely did not think he would be saving Diego Gustavo anytime this week, everything had happened so fast and now he was close to one of the biggest clandestine crime bosses in all of New york. Things were beginning to take a wild turn and it would just become wilder from here hopefully he could make it into the inner circle.Collecting the coffee he had ordered to go he paid the barista and walked out of the shop taking one gentle sip and taking in the toxic sme
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“Still no sign of him right?” Don Gustavo asked his bodyguard by his side. The tall built man shook his head without actually looking him in the eyes.Today was the D-day and Diego was still nowhere to be found. His father had expected him to make an entrance at least the day before so they could talk a bit and plan how they would go about telling their story to the other families so his exile could be lifted. Gustavo knew he had told Alejandro that he had not yet finalized on whether or not he would be accepting his son back but deep down in his heart he knew that was a lie. He was his son and he had dearly missed him all these years despite all that had happened.Diego had told him there was something important he had to say at the meeting that would significantly influence the decision of the family heads that were gathered. But here he was standing at the top of the hallway of his mansion throwing what his other son called a welcome back party for a s
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The meeting had been raging on for the past 10 mins with just business being discussed and nobody going straight to why they were all gathered here even though they all knew exactly what the meeting was for.With every passing minute Alejandro’s irritation grew, it was evident from the way his legs vibrated underneath the table and despite Mateo’s gentle “calm down” whispers in his ear it still didn’t seem to change anything. His anger just grew more as the heads brought up trivial matters to talk about such as allocation of territories and expansion plans. “Why do we keep on dancing around the fire?” Alejandro abruptly interrupted the man that was speaking. The man was about to object to his intrusion but Alejandro towered above him with the most menacing look an individual could give another person as if telling him.I will kill you if you say another word.The bald headed man meekly sat down as Alejandro continued to speak.
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The massive explosion shook the entire building to its core and sent Mateo falling down the stairs. People were running around in all directions trying to make their way to the exit for fear of the building coming down. Mateo got up from below the stairs and tried to get himself together, he shakily made his way back to the top of the staircase attempting to reach the room in order to confirm what his heart feared the most. He trudged forward pushing body after body away as they attempted to run in the opposite direction from which he was going as he made it to the secret room. No no it can’t be His mind kept on denying it but on getting there he froze in shock because it was exactly what he thought. There it was, the room in which he had just left engulfed in flames beyond what a normal human would be able to withstand. He saw something else through the fire as well as someone, a figure crawling out of the room's window, he was not entir
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DiegoMy eyes fluttered open, as I found myself lying on the narrow bed of the guest room in the Safe house. I could feel my chest throbbing with a sharp pain. It felt as if my heart was trying to tell me something but then again I couldn't tell exactly what it was. Something significant had occurred, but the details eluded me. I reached out for my phone one more time to attempt my dads line but once again it was unreachable. This was very unlike him, the other times i had called him he had picked up extremely quickly. Could it be possible that he was angry at me? Do I send him a message? These thoughts kept on going through my head but I knew sending a message was not the right thing to do. I had to be sure it was him I was talking to, there was no one else i could trust or rather there was no one else that trusted me. A sudden jolt shot through my body again, causing me to sit up abruptly. The movement caused Irene, who ha
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TWENTY FOUR Alejandro sat at the head of a long mahogany table in his lavish study. He was deep in thoughts as his gaze was completely fixed on the message he had meticulously crafted. It had been barely a day since the blast that had claimed his father but then again he knew that with an organization like this time was very much of the essence. He had to swiftly and strongly place his feet down and take control or else all he had done to be in this position would have been a waste. He stared at the multitude of screens before him, displaying the faces of his extended family and members of the organization, the branches that had scattered like fallen leaves in the aftermath of the devastating blast. They had lost over 20 people in that fire and barely 24 hours later there were already struggles for power and factions were being assembled to seize power. His power. He shook his head in disgust briefly as he looked up at his brother who sat in a chair across the room. Mateo had not go
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IRENEDespite sitting next to each other in the plane seat, we hardly spoke to each other the entire flight. With the headphones on, he had cut me off, and for some strange reason, it stung because I thought I had done something wrong that I was unaware of. This was not how I typically was, but ever since I met him, he appeared to have cast a spell on me making me really weak for him, which annoyed me so much that I did not know why I felt the want to be in his books. I even gave him a kiss.Every emotion I was experiencing at the time was really bizarre, but at the same time, a part of me felt comforted because, for the first time in a very long time, I felt that my life had purpose and that purpose could be discovered by looking into my past. He had assured me that everything I had been told would make sense once I was in a familiar setting, and I was eager to fill in the blanks in my mind. Ever since I met Diego, I kept having visions of past events, and that had to mean somethin
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