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I grabbed it faster than I’d ever admit. The message was short. Rico: Where are you? Need to talk. This better be big. I sent my address before I could think better of it. He arrived half an hour later, smelling faintly of cigarette smoke and gasoline. Rico always looked like someone who woke up inside a garage, brushed himself off, and decided the day wasn’t worth pressing charges against. His stubble was uneven, his leather jacket worn, his eyes sharp enough to slice through lies. He stepped into my living room, glanced around, and smirked. “Still dramatic, I see.”

r Ricardo let out a laugh thst held no humor, “If I had stayed in my hole, how then would I tell the world that Ryke Sterling is not only their star billionaire but also a child trafficker?”

Rico stared at me. “His fiancée?” “Exactly.” He let out a short laugh. “And what do you think she has to do with this club?” I smiled slowly. “Everything.” Rico folded his arms. “Explain.” “You know how rich people hate embarrassment.” “Everyone hates embarrassment.” “But rich people pay to avoid it.” He leaned forward slightly. “Get to the point.” I lowered my voice. “I don’t think his fiancée knows about him and Camilla. What if we tell her… for a price.”

Chapter Sixty-Six Author's Pov Rico's Flashbacks ********************* Rico sat on the old wooden bench in the park, his thoughts consumed by memories of his tumultuous past. As he gazed into the distance, his mind drifted back to the time when he lost his parents. Left with no one to turn to, Rico found himself at the mercy of his wicked aunt, Isabella. Initially, she had welcomed him into her lavish home, seemingly out of compassion and family duty. Little did he know that her intentions were far from pure.

Rico: "Well, as you see he only requested me few things..like this tiding up all his things and keep including the things in the art center, he also informed me that all important things are done which means he already did and I don't know what are those all I did is to follow" Hearing that from him she then stops asking and went outside as Rico seeks then take the folder out, Rico locked and taking time to read he can't believe how far Mike lied all happenings are unexpected he changed his real name, and family name Rico feels sad about him as he remembers that Mike wanted a new life to start and this is his new life he means Mike's real name is Brandon.

The two of us delighted in perpetrating crimes and causing people pain. After we graduated from High School, Rico left Montgomery with his uncle and relocated to Nashville where he joined another pack. After he left Montgomery, I was very sad for a while and usually go to Nashville to visit him before I became friends with Beta Sly and eventually stopped going to Nashville to visit Rico. Suddenly, it struck me that Rico could help me get all the information I need but I don't know if he still lives in Nashville or if he is dead. However, I still have his phone number and address.

Antonio asked me, pouring water from a jug into a glass without waiting for my response. "No. I didn't know he had a twin brother." I said in a low voice, my knees dragging to my chest where I sat on the floor in a corner. It was a shed made out of wood. A blue carpet filled the corner and there was a white desk in the center of the room and a mattress on the floor. "There's many things you don't know about it and you just follow him around like a puppet." He said in a mocking voice. "Not willingly." "He's a rich man with a lot of secrets, too many secrets." He shook his head and put the glass of water on the table.

I sighed. "Hmm, missing your dear fiance already?" She teased. Right did I forget to say that every single one of Dili's friends knew. According to Favour and Victoria, Dili apparently bragged about his engagement to me to them. I was slightly confused when I heard it. I mean what was there to brag about. I was just plain ole Rica, nothing special. "Yes I miss him" I said firmly without beating around the bush. What was the need of lying? I really didn't see any need.

Hell would fall on me. “What are you doing here… I thought you said you were going home” Ricardo muttered the question as if he didn't want his acquaintances to hear him. I was hesitant to speak. I lied to him earlier. Who knew I would see him at the restaurant? “I…well…” I tried to gather excuses to tell him. But before I could do so, the entrance door opened and the person I didn't want Ricardo to see walked out. “Ah, Ms Mendoza… you didn't leave or do you need a ride home?” Rocco asked, smirking at me and coming to where we were standing. I stood like a soaked cat, like a kid caught stealing candy. Ricardo didn't seem happy to see Rocco.

SOPHIA The weight of his lies. It had been a week since Ricci left and I? I was a transformed woman. It didn't just hit me; it hit me really hard, taking the breath out of me and forcing me to face reality. And this reality? Ricci Russo was a monster. From women trafficking to illegal arms dealing, drug trafficking, money laundering, extortion, and bullying. Name it. I folded my fist with indignation. They had been in a gunfight once; I'd truly wished he'd been killed in the process.