Hey everyone!
Ok I should've updated last week...but I didn't 😅 sorry. Here's a super long chapter as an apology.
I post updates on how the writing of chapters are going on my profile, so go check there every now and then if you start to wondering why this book has no updates (it's cuz of my focus issues).
Also my booster shot is giving me a fever so excuse any weird shit. The second half of this chapter was basically a fever dream.
Dove/Ayla's POV
Age: 10
Location: Diego's Car, Speeding on the Highway at an Ungodly Rate
"Slow down you're going to kill us," Dante groans from the passenger seat. Diego rolls his eyes, but slows down slightly.
The triplets couldn't decide who would get to drive, so Diego told them all to shut up and get in his car. Dante and Dylan then proceeded to fight over shotgun while Alessandro, Mateo, and Daniel snuck away in their own separate car.
Abandoning me in the process.
Now Diego is probably breaking every law there is trying to beat the others to the mall.
"Where are they?" Diego mutters angrily, glancing around the roads.
"Probably not about to die," Dylan retorts from next to me.
Dylan's phone vibrates, making him pull it out of his pocket. He looks at the screen with a smirk. He brings a finger up to his lips, telling me to be quiet, then shows me his screen.
A text message from Daniel pops up asking "where the hell are you idiots?!"
I grin and hide my face in Julia's fluffy head so Diego won't be able to see my face through the mirror.
I watch Dylan forward the message to Dante, who is now also grinning in the front seat. Still grinning, Dante shows Diego the message.
"Damnit," Diego mutters. The car speeds up, making Dylan and I lean back into our seats.
"Dude, they're already there!" Dante laughs. "No point in speeding up. Might as well make them wait."
"Then they'll leave us behind like last time," Dylan deadpans.
There's a last time?
"No they won't," Dante grins. "Not this time at least. We have Ayla."
Dylan's face immediately breaks into a grin identical to Dante's. "Slow down, Diego. Make them wait."
Diego snorts, but doesn't say anything in response. His foot lets up on the gas slightly, making us go at a normal speed.
"This is going to get us three killed," he chuckles.
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𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐧 𝐌𝐚𝐟𝐢𝐚 𝐏𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 ✍︎
General Fiction[ONGOING] [NOT EDITED] 𝑭𝒂𝒄𝒆 𝒐𝒇 𝒂𝒏 𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒆𝒍, 𝒎𝒊𝒏𝒅 𝒐𝒇 𝒂 𝒌𝒊𝒍𝒍𝒆𝒓. Dove was raised in an Assassination Program. Kidnapped at only six months old from her loving family. She's only known a life of abuse and imprisonment. Little doe...
