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○Poor little girl (n.)○

Just want to be alone. Now I want love.

I caught up to him. Spinning him around, by his shoulder.

"Hello?" He stated. My eyes widened at the man.

"Your...you're not Harrison!" I let go of him. "No, Miss. I am Max Grayson"
Max? My head turned to the side looking at his face. I have seen him before. Max Grayson? That rings a bell.

"You must be Aideen. Aideen Mara. The Red Dragon. You might know me. I am one of Jacks friends. He gave you my info to be your Head of Security" Oh Jack! He gave me his contacts to interview him.

"Why were you in a rush?"

"You weren't calling for me, and I have a meeting to attend to?"

"This late?" - It's like 3 am why does he have a meeting to attend? "Yes, I have international clients. I have a meeting with a client in Australia. Its 5 pm (17:00) on their side"

Nodding my head, I turned around and walked away from him. "I will be waiting for your call" He yelled. I carried on walking away from him. I defiantly, will not be calling him. "Aideen!" I heard Christiana call out to me.

I don't feel like talking to her, I just want Harrison. I just want to say sorry. Walking through the building I walked down the stairs and walked to the car. One of my guards opened my door and I got in the back of the car. I looked out my window and saw Christiana standing at the top of the chairs.

"Where to Ma'am"

"Anywhere"

10 Days Later

Alejandro Alfaro. The King of the underground trade market. The host for this year's, New Year's Eve Ball.

Ever since I have spoken to that homeless man. I have avoided everyone I know. Christiana, Jack, even Aideen. My love. I want to think to myself and reflect on my decisions.

Being an anti-hero. A monster. I am not a good person. I killed all those people looking for Fernando. I killed Aideen's head of security, because of jealousy. Tortured men, women, and children from a toddler. I am a monster.

My first kill was a 9-year-old girl. Her mother was in debt to us, and we knew she had the money. She wasn't cooperating. The only way we could get to her was to kill her daughter. That adrenaline in my system was a drug: that I craved. I need it. Desperately.

Behind my laptop, looking at the stock market; I laid back into my office chair. I weave a knife between all five fingers with enough precision that it doesn't graze my hand. The time on my laptop showed it was 15:37 (3:47pm). The ball was going to be this evening at 11. Not wanting to attend.

I closed my laptop and slammed the knife against the desk. I got up and picked up my blazer, which was resting lightly on my chair's back. I crossed it over my shoulders and went downstairs. Everything is silent. To be silent...without her.

Rather than merely signing a contract, I would want to formally propose to Aideen. I left the home and made my way to my car. Turning on the engine and heading towards a destination.

Aideen's Fathers grave is on private land, in Oregon. My father wasn't going to be any help in this situation, I needed to seek my options. I drove to a gate and the security come up to my window. I rolled it down as I looked at him, through my sunglasses. "State your propose?" He asked.

"I am visiting an old friend. The Sun" He looked at my car, checking if anything was out of place. He looked at me again as the gate opened. "Have a good day, Mr Barone." Rolling up my window as I drove into the estate.

The Kings, Queens, Godmothers and Godfathers of this Factions Industry all rest here. I drove to the parking area, underneath a tree. After turning off the vehicle, I got out. moving in the direction of the graves.

I moved in the direction of the cemetery's east side. As it sets on the west, the sun will rise in the east and shine over their bodies. I was in front of Lorenzo Capone and Aguilera Mara. The parents of Aideen Mara. a cherished boss and parent. a cherished wife and mother.

"Good day, Mr Mara. I don't really know what to say but ask a question that has been haunting me for my whole life. Loving myself never got me anywhere, but having Aideen pushed me to be better and reach my goals. I never believed in love; love was never really a priority I had. Neither was it Aideen."

I chuckled at the thought of, how Aideen and I used to fight over the stupidest things ever. Then I remember how broken she looked when she left our home. When she left me.

"This world can hurt you, but Aideen is my World. She has never hurt me, and I would never hurt my everything. I came here today to ask you for your blessing. When my heart and soul are present, I will always protect your daughter. I will always be a shoulder to cry on, a chest to lay on, a pair of ears to listen."

I became emotional. My heart ached. My eyes filled with tears. I wanted to shout for her so badly that my throat got dry. This is not how I can lose her. We must locate her. I must get her back. What I desire is.

"Living in this World, it is hard-to-find happiness, expectably in our industry, but Aideen has made the happiest I can ever be. And I think I make her happy. I want to make your baby, your daughter the happiest she can be. I am asking for her hand in marriage" I whimpered as I was getting emotional.

"I want to get your blessing. Can I have your daughter, for the rest of my life? Can I please have your daughter, Aideen Mara, to be my wife, my soulmate, my person?"

In some weird way, the blowing of the wind with the leaves, flying in the air. In some fucked up way, I could hear the wind say 'yes'. I knew it was a sign, a sign to go back to my love.

Aideen Mara.

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