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Slowly one by one I finish off the remaining four men, making sure the room witnessed the hell f'm capable of and will treat my enemies and those who cross me with. “PLEASE SHOW RESPECT FOR THE HEIR OF THE DE LEONE CRIME FAMILY AND NEW ACTING HEAD OF THE EAT ITAILAN/AMERICAN DE LEONE MAIFA" Vic pauses his speech and comes to my side, taking my hand in his he kisses the back on my now bloody knuckles "DIABLA"

Was this why? “I AM GOD. THE CREATOR OF WORLDS, MAKER OF MAN AND WOMEN. I GIFTED THE WOULD WITH ALL YOU HAVE SEEN. I HAVE BEEN WAITING TO MEET YOU DEAR LAYLA.” My heart raced at the sound of his voice. I kept my head down. Was I supposed to say something now?

In as much he was on the verge of being really angry but there was something in the way she called his name that just…quench all anger and moreover he was deeply interested in what she so wanted to do and what she meant by being free, “fine then.” “Thank you,” she smiled and then rushed to the stereo she had complained about two weeks ago and he got it the next day for her, “so as I was saying, I found this CD that have a very nice song but obviously in Spanish and I don’t understand a single word of it but I just loved it and it occurred to me it was the kind of song your people dance Salsa to,” she was chuckling as she was speaking and Lucian was not ignorant to the fact that she seemed to

Safey commented, rolling her eyes. The last drink to stay on the tray was purple. When I motioned to drink it in one gulp, I wasn’t sure if it was only a hallucination but I think I saw her smirk. What was that for? “For the soon to be Mrs. De Castro!” Safey exclaimed, raising her glass. We all did the same. “For soon to be Mrs. De Castro!” we repeated and drank the last drink. After that, the twins were the first to bid their good bye followed by Safey.

We were the vessel for them. “How about I show you instead?” She spoke, and I looked up to see her genuine expression had returned. She glided across the room and pushed the doors open. “I’m a visual learner myself.” She smiled over her shoulder to me as I followed behind her. Without knowing exactly what the hell we were about to do, I felt my stomach flip like it had earlier. We stepped out, and I instantly noticed the crowd hiding in the shadows. “Rumor has it, the daughter of Adonis and Della has arrived. Looks like you’re the talk of the town.” She murmured as we walked down the stoned street. People covered in dirt peaked a look at me from the corners of the shadows.