Todos os capítulos de THE CEO AND HIS LITTLE ANGEL : Capítulo 131 - Capítulo 138

It had been days since the accident, and every single night, I stayed awake crying and begging God to save my baby brother. I didn't know if he was hearing me or not; all I knew was that I needed him to answer me one way or another. I couldn't live with myself if he didn't make it. How could I ever hate my mother? Would she ever love me if she knew that I was the reason her husband was dead and her son was lying lifeless in a hospital bed, barely recognisable?We had found a place to stay, and it was mostly just me in the house. I had seen my mother approximately three times in the span of a week. She looked tired all the time; bags under her eyes meant that she was not getting any sleep. I knew it was absurd to notice, but she had gotten smaller.It was as if, finally, this was the one thing that had completely broken her. She looked lifeless. She looked like a marionette that was just being moved around with no sense of direction.She had barely spoken to me, and I didn't know how t

SCARFACE'S POV.How could I ever hate him? I knew it was supposed to hate him. I was the way I was because if he had taken away the chance of me growing up like a normal person, but I couldn't bring myself to hate him.He had never meant to hurt me the way he had. Everyone was mad at him, and not the person who deserved the hate.I knew he hated himself. Every time he looked at me, I'm sure he always wondered why he had done what he did. Am sure he thought that if he hadn't done what he did, then I would have had a normal life, but I never had a normal life.There was no universe where I was going to have a normal life. Kids didn't get touched by their parents; what kind of life would I have had then?He was never going to top touching us; he had to be stopped. I wasn't sad he was dead; I was sad that he was my father .I was so disgusted that my own dad got turned on by just looking at me. I was angry that he would look at a small boy and just think of ways he would use me.I hated

THIRD POV.He couldn't admit that sometimes he hated his brother . He couldn't admit that sometimes he blamed his brother for his shortcomings .He blamed Raul for everything that went wrong . He blamed him fir the time he trie fir the football team and couldn't make the cut .He was right to blame him thiught sometimes . No matter the good intentions his brother had fir the choices he made them those choices had still affected him in a bad way .His life had been ruined before he even knew what te meaning of life. Every chance of him being normal had been taken from him before he had even enjoyed anything .He couldn't even get a girlfriend growing up because of his he looked . He hated the way people looked at him with sympathy . He wanted to just be a normal human being like everybody else but that chance had been taken away from him.It didn't matter that he had so much money he could never use all of it . It didn't matter that people were scared of him because of his status insid

The sound of the gunshots reminded Anna what kind of future she had chose for herself. There were no longer unicorns and rainbows just scary looking men pointing guns at her . They did not care if she was pretty or smart they were ready to blow her face off. She couldn't blame them though they were protecting what was there's or what used to be there's cause nothing was there's the moment Scarface was shot . She had thiught she would feel a little remorse for him but she felt nothing. He just wasn't that important and the earth was not going to stop because he had dropped dead but it fir sure qoukd stop of she died."I wouldn't do that if I were you ",a man said being the guy pointing a gun at Anna.His name was Miguel from what she could remember ,she never really concerned that much with the people she worked with."I don't think I would regret blowing this bitch's face ",the man said anger radiating from his body and before he coukd blink the click was off and his blood splashed