*blood and violence*
-♛ Matteo ♛-
"SO SHE JUST LEFT?" I ask angrily. Justina and Angelo nod making me sigh and hit my head with the palm of my hand.
We've all been on edge recently because of Antonio's disappearance but for her to just leave without a plan or any protection of some kind is outrageous.
"She said to make a plan ourselves," Angelo sighs. "So let's think of something, quick," Justina adds.
"Alright, get everyone to the meeting room. We need any sort of idea no matter how stupid it'll be," I stand to leave.
"Try and call her if you can," I run my hands through my hair as I go to make my way to Angelica's room.
Out of everyone I'm worried about her the most. Her son, her only son is missing and God knows how she's feeling right now.
"Angelica?" I softly knock on her door.
"Come in," her softened voice says.
Swallowing the thick saliva down my throat I slowly open the door to see her laying in bed fiddling with her hands.
Her eyes move up to meet mine and she faintly smiles patting the empty space next to her.
"How are you feeling?" I ask leaning my head against the headboard.
"I don't know... Confused? Scared?"
"He's strong," I sigh.
"I know that... But I don't know what's happening to him you know? Is he being tortured are they trying to use him as bait to get to someone- I-"
"Hey, hey," I furrow my eyebrows.
"You know Antonio, he won't give up without a fight." I clear out.
"And Zamira's out there looking for him. We all know she won't rest until she knows he's safe,"
Angelica inhales a deep breath.
"Yeah," she nods.
"But on a not-so-serious note what's going on between them?" I ask.
"Who knows,"
-♛ Zamira ♛-
My feet continue to hit the pavement carrying me as fast as I can.
My head whips back and I groan watching as they near closer.
Gunshots ring through the air making people scream as they see a woman being chased by a very heavily armed man.
"Motherfucker," I cuss as the bullet grazes my thigh.
A hand grabs onto my shoulder pushing me against a building as they hold a knife to my throat. My back arches from the pain blood running down my forehead.
I lift my fist punching him in the face before grabbing the back of his head and colliding it with my knee. "Hündin" he coughs.
[Bitch]
YOU ARE READING
𝐙𝐀𝐌𝐈𝐑𝐀
Romance"𝐘𝐎𝐔 𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐔𝐋𝐃 𝐒𝐌𝐈𝐋𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐎𝐅𝐓𝐄𝐍, it's cute," I compliment draping my arms around his neck. "You think so?" He asks. "Yes, yes I do." "Only for you then tesoro," he pecks my jaw. When he says that I feel my heart do a million f...
