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“Three of them, boss. Aldo’s men attacked us.”
Maledetto Cristo (Damn Christ)!
Chapter twenty
Adriana
My breath hitches as I feel fingers around my throat. I can’t breathe and he’s holding me tighter. He doesn’t budge an inch as I throw jabs at him. My eyes widen with pressure building in my head. I’m losing my consciousness. He squeezes harder and I hold onto the muscles of his arm, digging my fingernails into them. It does nothing to stop his grip on me.
“Vai a dormire (Go to sleep),” he whispers.
My eyes quiver as my hands grow weak. I flinch for a second after feeling a splatter of blood on my face.
“Ahh!” I yell, afraid, squeezing my eyes shut. My heart skips a beat.
He falls to the ground dead with a bullet stuck in his head. I cough heavily as his grip disappears. I’m in shock, staring at the dead body in front of me.
“Adriana.”
My fingers instinctively touch my face, feeling his blood on my lips.
“We have to leave Adriana,” Beatrice says again.
I blink repeatedly, slowly coming out of the shock.
Beatrice holds my shoulder and shakes me gently. Gabriele has his back to us. He is holding out a gun and exchanging glances between both sides of the alley.
The dead man had lured me here after I had left Daniel's house. I noticed him following me down the street as I called Beatrice to come pick me up. It was a few minutes after he attacked me that I made a turn into a lonely alley. My head hurts from the hit on my face.
“Let’s go, Beatrice.” Gabriele steals a glance at us and returns his gaze to the street. Beatrice holds my hand and pulls me along with her.
“H–how did you find me?” The smell of a metallic tang sifts through my nostrils. It’s fresh blood. I can almost taste it.
“Your phone. It fell by the corner, and we just followed the path.” She holds my hand tighter and looks at me. The sound of the blood splatter replays in my head.
Beatrice has furrowed brows, and her blue eyes are full of worry. “I was so worried, Adriana.”
I swallow hard, desperately wanting to get the smell of blood off my face. Gabriele opens the back door of his car for us. I enter first, with Beatrice next.
Gabriele hands a towel to me as he slips into the driver’s seat. “Your face.”
Nodding a thank you, I clean my face with it.
“What happened with Alessandro?” Beatrice asks.
My eyes sting. I let the man who killed my mother take my virginity.
Gabriele starts the car and zooms off.
I wait a little longer before I respond, cleaning my face with the towel. “He killed Mother.”
Beatrice gasps, and her jaw drops. She’s staring at me in disbelief while I’m also trying hard not to believe it myself. But I’m damn sure Daniel wasn’t joking when he blurted it out. The fucking asshole didn’t even deny Daniel’s claims.
“Madre,” Beatrice breathes. Her eyes are getting teary as she covers her mouth with her hand.
“I couldn’t even fucking shoot him, Beatrice.”
A tear rolls down my cheek.
