All Because of an Accident|

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Punch & Scratch
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THE BOTH OF us rushed away from the bathroom, walking down a few steps before a loud crash came from outside.

We both stared at each other for a moment before running outside, the front of the house nosier than the rest of the Aldanondo estate.

When the doors finally opened and we were outside, we were met with Mateo standing at the bottom of the large outdoor staircase that sat in front of the front door. There were at least a dozen armed men besides him, all aiming their weapons at a fuming man.

Guess who that was?

I rolled my eyes as I saw Prince standing there, glaring down Mateo. My eyes quickly scanned the mini army he brought, all of them wielding weapons of their own.

At the sound of the doors hitting the wall after we exited them, Prince's eyes shot up, so did the various guns his men held. When our eyes made contact, his widened.

"Stai bene," He breathed out. He ordered the guns trained on me and Eden to stand down as he walked towards us. (Translation: You're okay,)

I couldn't help the smile that took over my face as I walked down the stairs to meet him halfway. A quiet laugh left my lips as he reached me, wrapping his arms around me and spinning us around a few times.

"You're okay."

He kissed the side of my head as he set me down. He pulled away and examined me, his eyes going wide before turning to his brother.

"Che diavolo le hai fatto?" He spat out. I didn't need to understand Italian to know he was talking about my injuries, most likely the black eye, busted lip and cut cheek. (Translation: What the hell did you do to her?)

Before Mateo could defend himself, I grabbed Prince's face in my hand, making him look at me as I turn his head.

"He didn't do this." I said calmly. He looked down at me with a scowl, the anger burning in his eyes clear.

"Then who did?" He asked, looking down at me with clenched teeth.

"He's dead." Mateo said, walking up to us. Prince let go of my waist and stood in front of me, blocking Mateo's view. He obviously didn't believe a word we said.

"You're lying." He claimed.

"He's not." I butted in, placing a hand on his arm to turn him over. "He killed him in front of me."

My mumbled words made his eyes widen again, looking back to his brother. He took a step forward, leaving me behind as he stood in front of his brother.

Prince had at least two inches on Mateo. I took this time to look over Prince for the split second he was quite. He wore his signature all black suit, his hair a messy style, almost like he had run his hand through it one too many times.

"Hai ucciso qualcuno davanti a lei?!" He shouted, his fist colliding with Mateo's cheek. My eyes widened and Eden came to my side, her gasps matching mine as Mateo fell to the floor. (Translation: You killed someone in front of her?!)

The clicks of a dozen guns brought my attention to Mateo's men, all aiming their guns at Prince. Before I could react, a dozen more clicks came from the other side of the lawn. Prince's men had their guns on Mateo's men.

"We have to do something," Eden whispered, watching as the guns weren't going to move. I stared at her, a look of confusion on my face.

The hell we do-