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One thing I didn't expect to find was a car wreck in the middle of what seems like an abandoned road, and with one petite body hanging out of the passenger window, blood dried up alongside her pretty face.

Another thing I never expected was for me to rush her unconscious body into my arms, proceeding to take her to the most nearby hospital.

My eyes stare up at the blinding white lights in the hospital ceiling as I wait for any sort of an update.

I hated the hospital since I was a little boy, and there's no doubt that I still despise this place now. The memories of my mama's consistent overdoses flooding my head.

I vowed to myself I'd never set foot into another one of them even if my whole future depended on it. I'd rather rot out.

Oh well, guess we all lie to ourselves at least once in our lives.

Each aggravating tick from the clock seems to sound longer every second. Surely she can't be that fucked up?

The receptionists seem to just be sitting there, behind their computers like they have nothing to do except watch miserable cunts like myself wait for a doctor.

I never waited for mama this long, over time I grew used to the fact that she'll always be fine at the end. But for this instance, I genuinely don't know what the outcome may be.

How long was she there?

Where did the driver go?

My eyes observe every man or woman walking past in scrubs, hoping they'll finally come to me  and address what's happened and if she's okay.

And for once, one does.

"Nikolai?" A presumably fifty year old man looks at me, pen and paper in hand. I nod, to which he gestures to follow him into Adrianna's room.

There she lays, the perfectly sculpted face of a woman I'm supposed to despise. But with every ounce in my body, I'm unable to.

And I hate it, but never her.

The emerald eyes dash up at me, full of confusion as she takes the sight of me in. Obviously wondering what the fuck I'm doing here.

"Adrianna has only suffered from a minor cut to the head due to the broke glass, but everything else seems to be fine." The doctor debriefs as we both nod our heads to show our understanding. To which in response he leaves us alone.

"Why the fuck are you here?" Adrianna snarls, despite her being in pain her nasty attitude hasn't calmed down at all, but am I surprised? No.

"Tried to fuck one of the nurses." My shoulders shrug, and I observe the roll of her eyes at my comment which leads to me letting out a chuckle.

"Who'd want to fuck you?" She shakes her head, attempting to sit up.

The corner of my lips turn up into a smirk as I let out my next sentence. "You did." And the response I'm given is what I expected, a middle finger flagged at me.

"Al carajo." the Spanish rolls off her tongue, making her sound even more attractive than I found possible. (Translation - Spanish "fuck yourself")

I let out a laugh, knowing she's only been awake for a few minutes yet I've already managed to piss the princess off.

But then my main question suddenly reenters my head. "Who was with you in that car?" The words flow with a sternness accompanied with them.

And the sense of disappointment in her eyes tells me all I need to know.

Her stupid cunt of a brother.

"Are you fucking joking?" My voice raises, my anger through the roof knowing the fact her own blood left her, not knowing she may or may not have been able to make it through.

"Why are you so bothered? I was in the car, knowing the risks to what may have happened. Get your nose out of my business." Adrianna squints her eyes, anger also bubbling through her voice as she interrogates me.

"Don't know sunshine, who would I have to piss off if you would've died?" I give the same attitude back, to which I just get the response of her eyes rolling into the back on her head.

Adrianna doesn't continue to speak, instead she unhooks the drip from her arm, swinging her legs to dangle from the god awful hospital bed.

"Isn't the doctor meant to allow you to leave?" I ask, knowing the answer is obvious yet wanting to possibly hear her annoyed voice again.

"Do you actually think I'm bothered?" Adrianna whips her head around to look at me, then huff and puff as she forces her body to stand.

"Well, are you going to join me in finding Andrés or would you rather stand there looking like a dickhead?" Adrianna mumbles at me, clearly in an outrage as she looks in the mirror to see that she's wearing some ugly blue dress.

But nevertheless, she looks stunning.

"Let's get the bastard." I shrug, finally seeing her plump lips curl into a smile at my answer.

She proceeds to exit into the bathroom attached to her hospital room, muttering to herself in her mother tongue.

I never would have thought I'd be so relieved to know someone survived an incident, but I'm proven wrong once again.

"I'm driving." I shout at to her, to which I hear an okay from Adrianna.

And I know for certain who'll be getting my anger projected onto them after the Spanish minx and I sort out her brother.

My hands pat the lower of my waist, ensuring my gun is still there, along side the singular bullet inside carved in with the name Lorenzo.

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we're back to smut in a few chapters

sorry for my long as fuck disappearance x

unedited !