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I don’t owe her any fucking explanation. I fucking saved her. She owes me her life for agreeing to this goddam marriage to keep her away from her father.
I’m less concerned about whatever fucking happens to her from now on. She was always a liability anyway.
“Cag–argh!” A hit on my car cuts me off. I grip the steering wheel tight as the force pushes me off the lane.
“Fuck.”
Another car hits me from behind, pushing my car forward. I hit the brake hard, grunting. Looking out my window, I see a black sedan coming at me again. Hurriedly, I put the car in drive and move before it hits me.
“Merda (Shit)!”
The sound of a bullet landing on my car causes me to duck in my seat. I drive with one hand and use the other to search for my gun in the car’s safe.
The road reaches a dead end with only a turn to the next street. I make the quick turn, regretting my decision immediately. A dump truck is parked in front of the turn. I try to reverse but the two black sedan cars block me from behind.
“Fucking hell.”
Three men are standing in front of the dump truck. One is in front with his hands crossed by his waist. His legs are slightly parted. I look closely to see a pistol in his hand. The two others are behind, armed with machine guns across their shoulders. This was fucking planned.
“Get out of the car, Alessandro. Or my men will shoot.” The one in front yells. He is in blue tight jeans with a black leather jacket over a white shirt. The two others are taller than him. He must be their leader.
I hesitate, dialing Daniel’s number for some help. It rings with no answer. I try to call Kristev but it doesn’t ring. His phone is turned off.
“I’m a very busy man, Alessandro. I don’t have all day to waste here.”
Shit.
“Who the fuck are you?”
“Come out and find out.”
A sharp sound fills the air as a bullet hits the car. I curse under my breath as I unlock the door.
“You can’t hide in there forever.”
“I wasn’t planning to,” I reply as I open the door. Two men come at me from behind, holding my arms. Grunting, I struggle to free myself from their grip.
One hit my head with the back of his gun. A dull groan leaves my lips as my gun slips out of my hand to hit the ground.
“Bring him to me,” the man in front of the truck instructs.
“What the fuck do you want from me?”
They push me to the front and stop me a few steps away from the man in the leather jacket. A deep scar cuts across his face. His smile is crooked as he stares at me.
“Isn’t this the famous Alessandro Malgeri?” He walks to me, closing the gap as he traces my jaw with his pistol.
“I’ll fucking kill you.”
He smirks and turns to look at the other side. In a split second, he returns his gaze to mine and slams the gun to hit my jaw hard. I grunt in pain as my head swerves to the other side. I spit out some blood.
“Where is she?” I let out heavy breaths as I slowly bring my face back to stare at him. “Where the fuck is she?”
“Who?”
“Gustavo’s daughter.”
“I don’t know what the fuck you’re talking about.” He sends a punch to my abdomen, causing me to groan. I pull my arms hard from the grip of the men holding me to set myself free. Their grip becomes tighter.
