She was lost and so was he.
Who knew that two broken hearts can connect to one.
Arabella's world has been rigged since the day she was born. Her fate had been decided for her much longer before she even had been conceived in the womb. So it came as...
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"Alexei."
"Hi, little one," he drawls. "To whom do I owe this pleasure?"
"They've decided to negotiate," I begin, and I hear him hum, pleased.
"And I've got you to thank for that, don't I? God, Arabella, without you I never would've made it this far. You helped me get two of the best mafias. No one will ever be able to beat me again. Why don't you join me? You can be my second-in-command. Almost at the top. What do you say?"
You can fuck right off.
"The driving range is where you usually make your deals, right?" I change the topic, ignoring his offer. "The Hernandez and Romanos will meet there. Have your lawyer draw up contracts—we'll sign everything there. Happy?"
"More than happy, little one. I'm guessing it's the twins for the mafias? One for each?" His voice grates on me, soaked in mockery like he thinks he's already won.
"Yeah, yeah. Whatever. Driving range. Tomorrow. Noon." I say shortly.
"Okay, per—" I end the call with a huff and toss the phone on the table. Everyone around me watches in silence.
"So we're set for tomorrow?" Xavier asks.
"Yes. Alejandro, Robert, and a few of our men will meet Alexei. Once he's at the driving range—far enough from the actual location—we'll move in through a back entrance we mapped out. From there, it's all luck finding where they are."
Everyone nods.
"When Alexei realizes it's a setup, he'll probably leave his men to handle us and come sprinting back. Hopefully, by then, we've found them and are already gone. He'll come back ready for war—but our first priority is getting them out. Making him sorry is the second."
All the things I'm going to do to him...
Pop his eyeballs from their sockets?
Rip each strand of hair from his scalp?
Wrench out his teeth one by one?
Skin his dick?
Do it all while he's alive?
Yes to all of the above.
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"The cars arrived. You're set," I hear through my earpiece.
Marco gives a nod, and we begin making our way through the trees to the back entrance. We find the metal door locked. Xavier looks at me, silently asking the question.
"Everyone get your weapons ready. All hell's about to break loose." I speak into the earpiece, then shoot off the lock and kick the door open.
Just as expected, bullets fly. The guards were already in place.
