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I grabbed all my stuff and fled only to see many cop cars outside I quickly take the back exit and hide behind a rose bush all the cops went inside to search leaving no guard behind. I ran to the nearest ally way and tracked where my car was as I always park it away from the scene or I would probably get caught. I run 3 blocks away to my beautiful black Lamborghini parked near another weird abandoned warehouse but the car was under a dim street light. 

I hop into my beautiful baby and start the engine making it roar loudly. The safe house was at least 30 mins away which gave me time to stitch my wound up. I take off my leather jacket and curse at the sight of it. Normally I don’t give a shit if I get shot or a knife wound like this but the thing that pisses me off and what makes my blood boil was the person who did this and he obviously would get a deeper wound next time. I grab the first aid that was in the car and stitched it up I was better than our mafia doctor who only knows how to fix broken bones but what can I do he’s got connections to other mafias that’s why he’s alive otherwise he would of already been dead by now.

I always took the long route home in case I was being followed and as I passed the cities streets that stupid fucker came across my mind he always manages to make my mind hell for the past years and he’s still ALIVE.

Alex Rodriguez the heir to the Spanish Mafia, and well Alex is their best assassin, although the Spanish mafia are not our biggest rivals they certainly are the biggest pain in the ass with their messy missions. 

The Spanish mafia and the American mafia have been in rivalry for decades back but that’s a story for another time. 

Lost in my thoughts of ways to kill this prick I didn’t notice that I was near the safe house I scan my fingerprint for the double gates to open wide and i drive the forest like drive way to enter the garage putting in all the pin codes and scanning praising my photogenic memory I pull up to the mansion covered with guards more than the queen has. 

There were always lights and movement in the mansion considering the guards that practically live here. I walk in ignoring the stares I always get and walk towards my dad’s office opening his two massive double doors making them explode;)

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guys im taking inspo from another story but im changing the context and the plot so dont worry. love you :0

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