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Two Hours Ago

DOMINIC'S POV

I look around and see people having fun without any worries in the world. I fill a glass with Champagne and drink it in one go. I don't like anything about this country. I am getting angrier and angrier with each passing second because I am unable to locate that one person for whom I have come here from Spain.

This loud music and people's laughter is increasing my anger. Where the hell Michael is?

I was looking at people dancing in the club in search of my right hand and friend Michael when I notice someone. A hot and sexy girl with a body to die for. I continue to look at her.

What makes her more beautiful is that her features are similar to my love, my obsession, my Emily.

But she is not Emily. How much time has passed since I haven't seen Emily or touched her? Since I have become a ruthless killer with only darkness inside me.

I have been searching for her for years. She is the only one whom I love in this world. She is the light to my darkness. I have come to this country only to find her. My detectives informed me that she is here in Rochester.

I still remember that day when her parents took her away from me by betraying my family.

My father, the previous king tried finding them but when he could not able to find her, my father sent me to Mexico so I study further and forget about her. He thought I will forget her but nothing like that happened.

I have been searching for her for four years now and am still unable to find her. After becoming the mafia leader when I was twenty-four the first thing I did was order the detectives to find her. We loved each other and I cannot understand why she left me? I am not the same person anymore.

I kill for my pleasure. The whore sitting beside me starts roaming her hands on my chest and thigh.

For a second I let myself think that she is not a whore but my Emily. Emily's hands are on my body. She must be 26 now because the last time I saw her she was fifteen.

I don't care if she is married or not. She will be mine in any case. If I find her, she will have to live with me.

The filthy whore puts her lips on mine breaking my thoughts. I quickly break the kiss and push her away. I never let anyone kiss me.

These lips are only for Emily to kiss.

Unable to control my anger I take my gun out and shoot her between her eyes.

As I am in my private room, I am sure no one has heard.

Suddenly the door opens and incomes by the right-hand man, Michael breathing heavily.

He and my consigliere, Dante are the only ones I trust with my life.

"Qué pasó?" I ask him. (What happened)

"Alguien atacó. Tenemos que irnos." After hearing him I look from the window and see the club is in chaos. Everyone is running for their lives. (Someone attacked. We have to leave)

We get out of the club and I was going to get in my car when I heard a shot and a feel pain near my abdomen. I look at my shirt to see it red with blood.

Someone shot me. A bullet pierces my skin again near the same area. I look behind me to a screaming Michael.

I feel numb. Michael holds me and slowly I lose consciousness.

EMILY'S POV

I inhale a breath of relief. After two hours the operation ended. Thank God! I saved him. I saved the man I love.

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