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“No… no… no… no.”
Beatrice is screaming his name, punching herself free from the man that is holding her. He lets go of her wrists and she runs to kneel beside her husband’s body. He is sputtering blood with widened brown eyes, struggling to breathe.
“Gabriele, Gabriele, please stay with me.”
I can hear the tears in her voice. I’m still stunned in disbelief. Father didn’t just kill Gabriele. I don’t want to believe any of this. I can’t believe any of this.
Beatrice has her palm pressed on Gabriele’s chest. He continues to struggle for breath for a few more seconds until we hear him go mute. His eyes are static, with no life in them.
“Gabriele! Gabriele!”
I’m crying hard, trying to run to Beatrice. The man holding me doesn’t let go of my hands. Two men begin to drag a devastated Beatrice from Gabriele’s body. Her hands are stained with his blood. She is screaming his name to wake him up.
“Your father would be glad to have both his brats back home. Take them to the car.”
“Leave me the fuck alone,” I growl at the men. I’d rather have them kill me here than return me to that fucking hell hole with that monster.
Beatrice is fighting them to run back to Gabriele. One of the men punches her hard in the face. Her lips are busted and start to bleed.
“You’ll have to fucking kill me before I go with you,” Beatrice threatens before kicking one of the men in front of her in the groin.
“Bitch!” the man grunts, covering his balls.
I scream as one of the men sends Beatrice to the ground, violently hitting her head with a gun. “Beatrice!”
She falls unconscious from the hit, her hair sprawled over her face.
I ignore the loud ruckus outside as the shots draw closer to us; I struggle to go closer to my sister.
The men are alert, with their guns pointed towards the door.
I finally get myself free and run to meet Beatrice. Her breaths are slow. Another cut is by the side of her head, with a swollen wound. I cower beside her body as bullets begin to fly in the room. The bodies of my father’s men start falling to the ground with blood everywhere.
I’m crying, begging Beatrice to wake up. I don’t fucking care about me anymore.
“Just kill me already because there’s no fucking way I’m leaving.”
A hand holds my shoulder hard.
“You’re coming with us, Adriana.”
I recognize the tattoo on his wrist as I peek through the corner of my eye. It’s the same as Alessandro’s.
These are his men.
Chapter twenty-one
Alessandro
Nobody fucking messes with me and stays alive. I’m going to end Aldo and everyone he loves till I have him begging for his life.
It’s been three days since his men attacked me. My hands haven’t fully healed yet, so I keep the bandages on. I down the shot of vodka in my hand and set the glass on the bar table.
“Where are they?”
“Outside, boss,” Ivan answers. His gaze is planted on the ground.
I slip my hands into the pockets of my jeans as I walk out of my apartment. Ivan follows behind me.
