AGONY

Chapter 5

Gabriela Sinaloa:

"How the hell did they find us?! How? I thought no one knew we were here?!" I was angry and pissed in many ways. Maybe it was the vodka or it wasn't but hell I am fucking furious.

"No one did. We may think it's someone working under cover but this is impossible... the only person who knew was Leonardo, no one else." Antonio says looking at me worried.

"Well....I know for a fact that Leonardo won't split on us."

"Won't he?" Mario ask right behind me, he is leaning against the kitchen counter his arms crossed over his chest, his black hair just perfect in place. His still in his suit, but I will admit the way he looks in this moment... his jaw set, his gaze focused on me. I feel something low in my stomach but I simply ignore it.

"What makes you think he will give us over to Rico?" I raise my eyebrow at him.

"Leo will do anything for money even though he and Rico are enemies as well, Leo is a snake in the grass, all I'm saying is we should be careful... I've heard a lot about Leonardo."

"Well, if Leo was the one to be behind this attack we wouldn't be alive, he would have come for us himself wouldn't he? He never let's someone else do his dirty work." I take another sip of vodka. Still in my bra but the vodka made the pain go away.

"True. But still. His a snake."

"What ever happened, he wasn't behind it." I place the vodka on the counter. "I'm going to get cleaned up."

"Call Leonardo. Tell him we won't be able to make it tonight tell him we are at the hotel we are staying for the night, we can't go anywhere now they could be anywhere. And Call Aria for me as well tell her where I am I would like to speak to her."

I walk out of the kitchen and walk straight to my room, I guess it's my room I don't know. I don't care.

I took a long shower and wash all the blood off, and I still need a drink and a lot of it as well. I step into the bedroom with only a towel and my hair wet and lose. Shit. clothes.

I walk to the kitchen, to find Mario still in his suit on his phone when his gaze lift to me his eyes were all over my body. Are you fucking kidding me? Men.

I rolled my eyes and take the vodka that I left on the kitchen counter and take a mouth filled with the burning liquor, "Did they bring our bags? Our cloths?" I ask. As the man right in front of me is looking at me from head to toe.

"Yeah they only found my bag. But not yours."

"Well that is simply fucking fantastic."

"You can use my shirt." He smirks. "Or you can just walk naked."

"Haha real funny. Okay fine were is your bag?" He points to his room and I make my way to his room as soon as I was in the bedroom I close the door his bag with cloths was on his bed. I unzip the bag, and find a very, very, very large black T-shirt. This mother fucker is massive. I pull on the shirt and let the towel drop, I don't have underwear nice. But his shirt covers everything, its stops right above my knee. I'm taller in heals.

But just when I was about to leave the room, something catches my eye. A file. I pick it up it was just under his clothes. And when I open it. Well, well, well it was simply a file about me, I have a stalker. I feel so fucking special. My bank account details, my dealership, my partners every detail there is to know about me was on this paper. What the fuck?

I take the file and exit the room, I walk straight to my room, I grab my gun. And walk all the way to the kitchen were he is still standing, he looked at me and then the file in my hand, as I drop it on the kitchen counter.