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Morgan Rivero is the leader of the most powerful mafia in the country. Romeo Mazzaro, also known as Lucifer, is the leader of the second most powerful mafia, and is rapidly catching up.
Morgan is set to make Romeo, the heartless gang le...
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•Morgan•
After what feels like hours, I finally stand, keeping my gaze averted to the floor. Everyone has since left, just leaving dad and I. "Mor—", he starts, but I cut him off, by shaking my head.
"You—", I try to steady my breathing, but it doesn't work. "You were going to shoot me".
"No, Morgan, of course I wasn't".
"Then explain the fucking gun that was pointed at me!" All my sadness now turned to rage.
"I had a feeling you weren't going to do it, so we thought if we made it look like we were going to shoot you, he'd push you out of the way. Which he did".
"I'm pregnant", I deadpan. "What if he didn't push me out of the way? You would've killed your daughter, and your grandson", I wipe away my tears, turning to leave.
"Morgan".
"What?" I turn to face him.
"Where are you going?"
"To the hospital", I turn around again, to leave.
"If you go there, you are no longer apart of this mafia".
I suck in a breath. "Apparently I wasn't even apart of it in the first place".
As soon as I get to my car, I slam the door shut, sobbing. Tears pools from my eyes like a waterfall, I'm surprised there are any tears left. "I'm so sorry", I whisper, to no one in particular, as I lean my head on the back of the seat, before changing my position so I'm leaning on the steering wheel.
Once I've calmed down, I start driving, heading straight for the hospital.
Upon arriving, I rush inside, getting weird looks from people. I then realise I still have blood on my clothes. "Romeo", I stop at reception. "Romeo Mazzaro. What—what room?"
"He's in surgery right now, miss", tears continue to pool from my eyes.
"No. No—no, please. I...I—I need to see him", I plead.
"Miss, please take a seat", she gestures to the waiting room. "We'll inform you when he's out".
"Come on", I hear from behind me. Two arms are placed on my shoulders, leading me to sit down in the waiting room.
"Hayden?" I turn to face him as he takes a seat beside me.
"Yeah, M", he wraps an arm around me.
"He saved me", his hand goes to the side of my head, holding it close to his chest. "He—he saved me, Hayden. And I was—I was going to—".
