He kisses the corner of my lips one final time before pulling away, forcing my eyes to fly wide in irritation as I see the wicked yet beautiful smirk on his lips.
"You can't tease me like that and not continue what you were about to start." I say bo...
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"Are you fucking serious!" I shout into the phone.
"What did you not understand when I said make sure that the packages were checked for fucking explosives. Do know what I mean by that, huh? Bombs you idiot."
Ending the call, I get my heartbeat back to normal before I call in Christian, Nathaniel and Rowan since he's apart of us now.
"Our dad's are fine since they weren't at the homes during the time. But our mom's aren't. Juilette is in a coma, Aura and Ana are in critical condition." I explain and their jaws clench in anger.
"How did this happen?"
"They ordered some online stuff and it was supposed to be delivered today and instead fake boxes were sent and I specifically told them to check for explosives and they don't and that is why our mom's are fighting for their lives right now."
"Who were the men who didn't do what you told them to do?" Christian questions restlessly.
"Don't worry, I already have them sorted out." I dismiss them from our conversation before I carry on.
"But I think it's time we do something. We can't let something else happen anymore. I've had enough with them."
"I agree." They all say.
"What are we going to do though. We can't do it ourselves and there's a pretty valid reason as to why." I say against the chair.
"Why don't we use our best assassins to eliminate the American Don, second in command and third in command." Nathaniel suggests.
"Okay so we'll hold a ball and invite them. They'll act all snob and act like they don't know about what happened to our mom's while we'll have people set up cameras and microphones in their hotel rooms and assassinate them while their sleeping. The end to the Americam mafia since none of them have heirs and people can't just randomly take over a mafia and claim it as theirs. Because it has to be earned or handed down." Christian strategizes.
. . .
"Is it okay if I can go see them?" Mila asks hesitantly.
"Of course you can, angel. Want me to take you?" I say confused as to why she thinks she wouldn't be able to go see them.
"Yes please."
Grabbing my keys we head the cars and get in.
It was a short thirty minute drive and we are now making our way up the elevator to their private rooms.
"We put them in one private room so they could be together when they wake up."
"That's thoughtful of you guys." She says in appreciation when suddenly the elevator crashes.
I catch Mila before she falls. "I got you."
We stand back up and I press the buttons but it does nothing, I then check for a signal but there's none either.
