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GINEVRA I still had enough reasons to live another day tired and disappointed as there was an unfinished business waiting. Two weeks after the ball, following tons and tons of messages from the Sanchez's to have a meeting, I finally accepted, and today, I sat there in the Sanchez's conference room with a bunch of big players in the Sanchez mafia discussing—or rather having them coerce me into stopping the distribution of my new drugs in their territories. I was starting to think it was a mistake attending this meeting, considering that certain people seated in the conference room had me irritated. Everyone dressed up nice in their official attire, Ricardo in his black tailored suit, Alex in a navy blue piece, and Ricardo's cousin whose name I couldn't remember in a gray tux. They were still a bunch of other excruciatingly attractive men in the room but the one person who irritated me the most was Theresa Mattia. Why the fuck was she in attendance and ruining my fun with her disgu
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GINEVRA I sat in my limo, my legs thrown on the leather seat while I watched the little drama I orchestrated unfold. The drone was activated almost immediately and I logged unto the server. The first image which came to light was Theresa's mother, shopping in an exquisite store, her lips stretched wide in a grin like a child handed a cotton candy. My eyes had rolled to the back of my head at the sight. She had no right to be happy. Anyone who was related to Theresa Mattia had no right wearing smiles on their faces. They deserved to suffer. "Do it where people can see." I ordered through clenched teeth. "Is that how much you hate this Theresa girl?" Paulo had asked, and I could tell by his tone that he was trying to make a joke. "Of course, she hates her, Theresa is trying to take away her little play thing after all." Dominico dragged out the joke. I cleared my throat. “She’s responsible for Cyrus’s death.” Harley’s chuckle resonated. “Or maybe she’s tryna sit on your m
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GINEVRA War. I had successfully started a war. It was no surprise that my recent careless actions was going to inevitably stir up trouble, but what I hadn’t expected was the viciousness these blood thirsty fuckers was coming at me by. I'd spent the past two weeks on the run. Constantly looking over my shoulder, constantly needing to protect myself from these very wicked drug lords who were out for my head. I had introduced a new way of drug distribution, using it to gain more advantage in the drug market. Strike one. I brutally murdered Magdalene Mattia. Strike two. I was in deep waters of trouble. But while I worked hard to protect myself, I had worked harder to draft out a perfect plan which properly prepared me for when I’d steal the item requested by the Pakhan from Ricardo Sanchez’s office. During our struggle to survive the chaos of the last two weeks, Abyss and I were all listening to the conversations and business transactions that were made in Ricardo's office. A
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RICARDO One week later. I fucked up, and I hated myself for it. In a fit of rage, in those minutes when I felt nothing but betrayal, I had done things which I was too ashamed of. The memories of the strained look in those mesmerizing orbs of hers, the tears which had run free across her beautiful face, and her trembling voice when she pleaded her innocence, had been taunting my soul ever since. How could I have ever done that to the woman I claimed to love? How could I have ever made such a hasty conclusion and acted as stupidly as I did? These questions had been a torment to my mind for seven days, causing me to wallow in the misery of my mistakes. I knew it was my moment of confusion, or rage, still, I took it a little too far. "Brother, again she turned them down." Alex had said the instant he barged into my office. Ginevra had been in the hospital for over seven days after suffering a concussion, and I'd been desperately doing my best to see that I made an appearance befo
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GINEVRA I had been in the hospital for a week. It took me at least three days to get back on my feet but my body needed the rest and I took it, making sure to feel refreshed and ready to face the world and its hassle once again. There I was on that bed, surrounded by gifts, roses, all shades of it sent by Ricardo as though he wasn’t the one who put me on that hospital bed. Except for when Ricardo’s men would deliver his gifts, and when Izzy, who often disguised herself as a nurse to sneak into my private ward and see how well I was doing, I got not even a visitor. Not one. Only then did I realize how awfully boring and lonely my life had been. I made a promise to myself—a promise that whenever this phase of my life passed, I was going to live a better life. To actually live. Today I was getting discharged, and after tons of check-ups, I was finally ready to leave with my driver who had been waiting for me the whole day. The moment I arrived the estate, I headed straight to the u
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GINEVRA I had never been this anxious all my life. I had never had to constantly looking over my shoulders in anticipation for the worst. I had never had to constantly question my capabilities. Until recent times. One week. It had been a week since my plans were put into action. It had been a week since all available products were successfully transported to a different location while I continuously visited the abandoned warehouse, conducting my regular business transactions as though nothing was amiss. The whole point of this was to lure the Sanchez's and their cohorts in, use my own landscape to my advantage. The plan was simple, and what remained was the perfect execution. My men were guarding the whole area, perfectly hidden away in the bushes, heavily equipped with guns, grenades, bullets—every firearm needed for maximum defense when an attack was launched. Today, overlooking all my protests, Raul had adamantly followed me into the warehouse like the stubborn man he was.
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GINEVRA The blood which had soaked me up earlier had dried up against my skin, causing the feel of disgust. From my stab wound, blood had continuously overflown. I was in pain, but I had a goal. Until my goal was attained, I didn’t care if I bled to death. I brought my bike to a stop when Sanchez's headquarters came into view. My binoculars were gripped in both hands while I monitored the entire vicinity. Soldiers, lots of them, stationed on guard with their guns in hand. They were expecting me. I was weak, bloodied, disgusted, battered, and I was alone, about to face vicious animals all by myself. I sat in contemplation on my motorbike. To move forward, or to give up? I chose the former. Like I said, this world of ours, the mafia was a death pact. It was until death did you apart. If today was my day, I'd accept it but not before making the most out of it. Picking up my phone, I dialed the manor. Paulo answered. "How is he?" my voice shook as I enquired about Raul’s con
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GINEVRA One week later. One. Two. Three. Three knocks resounded on my door, startling me back to reality. “Come!” Gracie walked in, a forced smile etched on her lips. “I just concluded my daily checkup on Raul. . .he really is recovering quicker than I expected.” A chuckle had escaped her as she reported Raul’s health condition to me. In silence, I watched her face, observing the depth of her frown—her unhappy eyes. When Gracie was finished talking, she began approaching the door when I called her back. “Gracie, could you sit with me for a second?” She hesitated, but when I shot her my pleading eyes, she had instantly succumbed. I scooted close to her and held her hand in mine. Our eyes connected with a swirl of emotions as silence encased us. My heart knew what her heart held, and Gracie’s heart knew what my heart held. The understanding of the heaviness in our hearts had forced tears out of our eyes. “Not even an invite to his funeral, Ginevra.” Her body quaked while she hu
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