• SNEAK PEAK •
"I thought you were shot again?" he said as he grabbed my chin and checked me up and down "i found the guys from the shoot out. I killed the other two" I said as I slapped his hand away "you better have my floors spotless by the time...
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Two years have passed since my family's murder and Liam's kidnapping.
I'm finally ready to take revenge and take down Jackson Pierce.
Jackson Peirce Mafia, leader of the Russian mafia AKA Bratva, was ruthless and feared for his strategic torture methods. He was born and raised in Russia with three sisters and four brothers; his mother (Russian) is 48 years old, and his father (American) was killed in battle. The grandmother is 65 years old, and the grandfather is dead.
Basic information During the past two years, I've been gathering enough information on Jackson Peirce. I've also trained and recently, three months ago, got back from the military, went on a Afghanistan tour, and learned many different techniques that I know will come into use in some way or another.
I have finally prepared myself for payback and am ready to get Liam back. My poor baby should be 4 years old by now. Rick has retired and has given me all the information on my family's murder case. It is now known that Jackson has paid many officers to keep the case cold and to delete or burn any piece of significant evidence.
That's more reason to hate that pathetic asshole. I'm going to slowly take him down. And then take Liam back.
I'll have to lure him and pretend to be interested in him. I'll seduce him and slowly bring him down.
His grandmother has met me before; I was her caretaker for a few months, and ever since then she's found a big liking for me—a big plus sign. His mother Elisa and grandmother Levina have prepared an arranged marriage for me and him.
I'm proud to say I have secretly convinced them to marry me off to him.
I am very evil, but not as evil as that arrogant prick who's my soon-to-be husband. Gross.
As of right now, I'm getting ready to meet him for the first time and to get acquainted because I am going to be his future wife and he needs to learn a bit about me. There's no doubt he's gotten a background check on me, which is why I've completely erased my past and changed my name to Ravelina Hernandez. I'm very simple yet unusual, which makes me easier to hide and disguise.
I come from a middle-class family. Both parents died in drunken driving collisions. I was the only child. other dull stuff
I'm covered in that area.
"Si ta, estoy bien." I call my worried aunt, throwing my wet towel on the couch.
[TRANSLATION: Yes, aunt, I'm on my way to work; okay, I'll call you later.]
"OK, Mija, cuidate, and don't forget to take your pills," she rambled as I sighed.
[TRANSLATION: Okay, daughter, just please take care and remember to take your pills.]
