𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐚 𝐂𝐥𝐞𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐞 | The oldest daughter of the Don to the Latin mafia hasn't had it easy in life so far growing up in a not so loving household made her have to learn how to build herself back from what her father destroyed and trust no one...
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~Mara Clemente~
Right as B parks the car infront of our building my phone rings in my pocket and I immediately answer it without checking the caller Id. Something I come to regret when I recognize Nick's voice on the other side.
"Listen before you close the-"
"What do you want Jones I'm really not in a good mood right now-"
"Daniel is out of his mind drunk right now. He was shaking like crazy, and was mumbling your name over and over again when I walked in on him." That was not what I expected. As much I am still very very mad at him for the way he acted last time we talked and also the fact that he didn't bother himself to apologize. As much as part of me is worried for him right now. What the fuck happened? No, what the fuck is happening?
Who is this man?
What's wrong with him?
Who's doing this to him?
So many goddamn questions I just- "Maya, hello? Are you still there? I get that you're mad at him and all and I really understand that's he's an asshole I mean sometimes even I wanna beat his ass to a pulp— and I'm rambling, sorry. Listen, just please do this. Doesn't have to mean you forgive him or anything but I really think he needs you right now." Needs me? Yes we might have had some kind of friendship before our hookup but it certainly wasn't enough for him to need me while having a break down. I'm so so confused.
But of course in classic Bianca style she doesn't wait for me to make up my mind as she snatches my phone from my hand and puts the call on speaker. "She'll be there just send us the address please."
"Yeah, yeah of course. Thank you so much. I owe you one. I promise I won't forget this" and with that Bianca ends the call and silently pulls the car out of its parking spot driving it to wherever the heck Daniel lives.
Worse thing is I don't even find it in me to fight back.
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The location leads us to this huge house, so huge I almost think we might have messed up the address. But no, this is it that's his house. Grey walls with equally grey brick and big windows. Not to mention the beautiful front yard which was decorated with the prettiest of plants and flowers. He was definitely not living here on an Agent's salary. But then again who am I to judge, you never know what goes on behind closed doors.
Bianca drops me off but stays to watch me go up the steps, ring the doorbell and waits for Nik to open the door letting me in before she drives off. "Thank fuck you're here. He's a whole ass mess, I didn't know what to do with him and he kept on mumbling your name over and over again so I just thought you might be able to help." He explains the situation to me leaving out major details though. Which now has my thoughts all over the place with possible fills for these loop holes. There's only one way to find out, I guess.
