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V.3; Part 7

V.3; Part 7: Gino's Origin.

Flashback

San Fran, California

"Ivan! I am cutting the flan now!" A pregnant woman dressed in a nightgown said as she moved around the kitchen grabbing the caramel to drizzle right over the piece of flan. She moved thru the 2 story town house and went into the living room where her darling husband was sitting there watching TV. She handed him the plate as she sat down next to him and she stated, "What you watching?"

"X-Files. You didn't get a piece?" Ivan asked as he turned to his wife who was rubbing her 9 month pregnant belly. She chuckled, "My stomach been upset all day. I think he sitting on something in there" they both laughed as she stood up and went over to a record player and grabbed a green folder as she saw lights appear outside the window on the street. They flickered as Ivan stood up and said, "Oh it's Benny. I got to go."

"No! You don't have to go anymore. Your father does not own you. You have been under his thumb since we left High School. We have a son coming and all the money you gave me to save I didn't save it. I put into a stock for Google. It's worth over 3 million right now. We can run off and have a family that is ours. Not your father." Yuria explained to her husband as he stood up and walked towards her.

"It's my family's duty. I can't be the Rodriguez that lets them down. I promise baby I'll speak to my Dad. I promise." He said pushing all she said to the curve before kissing her lips and rushing out the front door. She walked over towards the door to lock it as she felt a sharp pain happening as water exploded down her legs as she mumbled, "Shitttt!"

22 hours later

A wheelchair rolled up to a dead body inside the morgue as Yuria could not stop crying. She slowly stood up with a baby boy in hand. She had did a lot of kicking and screaming to ensure they allow her to bring her baby to identify her husband's dead cold body. He had been shot 19 times down by the river. His time of death was one hour after his son came into the world. Yuria rubbed her baby's face and spoke, "Giovanni. Your dad is gonna be with you all your life."

The door behind her slowly opened as she turned around and saw a Latino man in a suit. She screamed, "GET THE FUCK OUT, CZAR. NOW! You killed him. You sent him out there and got him killed, your own fucking son."

"Shut the fuck up Yuria. You and I both know that baby is mine. Your little hot pussy ass couldn't pass up on getting out of working at that soup kitchen. You in here crying knowing you were in love with my son and was sleeping with his father. Now let me see my son." Czar told her as he walked over and damn near yanked the baby from her arms and she cried out, "You threatened to tell him about that first time and kept forcing sex with me. You are a mess of a man."

"That I am now we will send my son away with a nice funeral and you are becoming my wife and will have more of our children." He told her as she cried out for help as she knew help was not coming any time soon. That her escape plan with the 3 million dollars, Ivan, and their supposed son was never happening.

Present Day.

San Fran, California

Gino.

"Izzy!"

"Izzy!"

"Baby!"

Izzy jumped up in the basement and gasped as he looked around trying to see where we were. I knew this basement all too well. I grew up here til I was 17 and went off to college. I licked my lips and said, "Izzy. Calm down. I know where we are. We are in San Francisco."

"And who the fuck attacked me at the house? I was-was about to watch TV and wait for you to get off." Izzy said panicking as I replied, "they jumped me outside of work. They are my younger brothers, twins. Fabio and Manny. Listen to me I know I never really told you about my family...it's because I fled from them and went and made my own life."