Falling For The Devil | Ongoing

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Roller-coaster, buckle up. Happy reading! NOT EDITED

𝗔𝗡𝗔𝗦𝗧𝗔𝗦𝗜𝗔 𝗘𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗜𝗧

We land and Sofia is at the airport waiting for us. She greets us hugging me and her father. On the ride to my family mansion here in Moscow she tells all about her missions and we tell here what we found out about...mom.

I feel betrayed. I feel like an idiot believing someone actually loved me, cared for me. She was going to give me away to the Mexicans. She was going to kill Lorenzo. I hate that I care about him, even if it's just a drop. I know he will end up hurting me, and I will hurt myself even more when I'm gonna realize how stupid I was. But I can't help it. Every time I look at him he gives me that reassuring smile. Like he knows exactly what's going through my head.

"I don't think Eloana would do something like that" Sofia says her opinion "That's the reason we came here idiota (idiot in italian)" Micah tells Sofia and she flips him off, while he just smirks.

This isn't the first time they meet. They met that night at Lorenzos club, but she was drunk nearly the whole night.

When we arrive at the house, Sofia calls my moms name. No answer. She calls again, louder this time. No answer. Did she fled? Did she find out we uncovered her secret? Did she know we were coming here?

Sofia leads the way to my mothers bedroom saying she is probably asleep.

We reach the room and we find her in the bed laying. In a puddle of blood.

I rush over to her, tears already streaming down my cheeks. "Mom, what happened, who did this" I ask, my voice breaking while looking at the knife shoved in her stomach. Ivan and Sofia go to the other side of the bed, Lorenzo comes behind me hugging me, but Micah just stays at the end of the bed, watching.

You'd have to be dumb as fuck to not realize she won't make it. She lost a lot of blood and other than that she is sick.

She struggles to talk, but manages out a few words "Henry, he said to someone on the phon-" she coughs blood and I hold my whimper. "Henry knows your here" another pause "He went to the airport, then-" another pause and I feel like I'm slowly dying with her, with every pause she makes struggling. "-then he'll come back here" she finishes and I look at Sofia and it's like we talked with just one look at each other. We are gonna get the fucker.

I look at my mom and realize she doesn't have much time. I've seen plenty of people die, so I know the signals. They're chest raise and fall slowly, the look in their eyes becomes lost.

Mom looks at each and one of us, studying us, one last time. Then her eyes are fixed on the ceiling and her chest stops rising and falling.

I turn in Lorenzos arms hugging him. And its comforting, like he know the pain I'm going through. Then it hits me. She was never responsible for those email. They just framed her, in a way. I say my realization out loud "Those emails weren't sent on her behalf, she was never guilty". Lorenzo sights then says "No, no she wasn't. I'm sorry Anastasia".

I take a deep breath, letting go of Lorenzo even though it physically pained me to do so "I'm gonna call dad", I let everyone know.

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I told my dad about mom and her last words and he said that he wants Henry alive, that he wants to deal with him. So the only thing we'll do is probably hurt him so he can stay in place while we take him back to America.

We just arrived here and now we're going back. Sof is going to stay here, dads orders, she has a few more missions and then she is free to leave. A car is going to wait for Ivan and Henry when we get back.

I didn't tell my dad about the emails. I feel like he's going to turn it around and make me feel bad and making a big deal, to why I didn't tell him. Besides he barely spoke to me this past month, so I don't owe him anything, as a father, but as my boss I should tell him. I'm still debating.

We are currently waiting for Henry to be back, with just a few lights on. Some of our men, that live in the area took care of moms body, and changed the sheets in the bedroom. We don't have anyone that works for us in our personal houses. Only the second in commands and their families are allowed.

We are closely, in dead silence looking outside the window by the entrance when we see a cars headlights stop in the front yard. I see Henrys figure get out of the car and walk towards the house. As soon as he walks to the door and presses the light switch, to turn on the lights, I shoot his left thigh and he falls to the floor.

Micah quickly covers his mouth with a cloth covered in sleeping pills we grated a few minutes ago. Him and Ivan lift him and take Henry outside and throw him in the trunk.

We drive off to the airport Lorenzo holding my hand the entire time. We left Sofia at the house since she has a mission early tomorrow. Me and mom didn't have the closest relationship, but I loved her and I know she loved me since she told every time I would leave for a mission and I would tell her every time she went to the hospital.

We board the plane and Lorenzo and Micah put Henrys body in the furthest booth, then we take off.

967 words.

I would say sorry, but I'm not. Things happen.