Chapter 47 - 𝑨𝒎𝒆𝒓𝒊𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝑴𝒂𝒇𝒊𝒂

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Reina's Point of View

When I said the last thing I heard was gun shots ringing, didn't mean I was shot. It was actually the Greek dude who came at me with a butcher knife. 

He bought a butcher knife as if the men he were going to kill were chicken.

He dropped dead as soon as I shot him and I got stepped out of the room and attacked the men from behind shooting them directly either in the heart or the brain. No where else only between the two. 

I saw Narcissus at the front of the balcony and someone was coming for him with a gun so I did the unthinkable.

I saved him

Me. Reina Fucking Romano saved Narcissus.

I shot the man right in the head and clearly the shock fell up on Narc's face. 

'I thought I told you to stay inside, Nemesis.' he growled with the aggressive tone peaking in his voice.

'A thank you would have sufficed you know?' I responded neutrally.

He scowled back like a maniac. He turned his back towards me so that we were facing each other.

'Next time I give you an order you are to exactly list-'

He was cut of by my bullet piercing through another man that was planning to attack from behind.

He grunted and walked off and took my hands with him. So he was practically dragging me.

We went through room from room to see a tonne of dead bodies until we reached a door.

Narcissus and me were stood at the door. 40 occupied hospital bed which was roaring of talking between everyone.

'Welcome to the American Mafia, Nemesis.'

There were mutters and groans everywhere and a couple of tears. The Milopians attacked from behind and clearly was unexpected from anyone in the American side.

'We're outnumbered. We don't have enough nurses for the stitch up.' a woman came and stated looking at Narcissus dead in the eyes but he was too busy staring at his men in pain.

She had red eyes. Narcissus' sister. 

Angela Athena Martinez. She was known to be ruthless just like all of the Martinez; she inherited the crazy red eyes and the jet black. Sexy and talented. That's a woman I would fuck with no hesitation. I was picky with any woman I would date but her; she could bring my bi out any day.

'Deal with them from most in need to the lea-' he began.

'I can help. I know how to stitch.' I interrupted making eye contact with the woman. 

He snapped his head at me instantly in a couple of seconds. 

'Leave Angela.' and with that he took my hand he dragged me out of the room. 

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