Chapter 45:

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ADRIANO'S POV:
Christianto stands in the doorway, his hoodie soaked in blood and a grin plastered on his face.

'Don't worry this blood isn't mine.' He says.

Dilara doesn't hesitate before she lands a punch on his jaw, leaving all of us stunned.

'You asshole!' She yells.

She grabs Christianto by his hoodie and pulls him into the house. I go to walk up to him and she pushes me back.

'Back off.' She snarls. I put my hands up, my eyes wide and Alessandro looks at me confused.

She grabs a knife from her waist band and presses it against Christianto's throat.

'Woah, woah we need answers from him.' Xuan says,

'You shut up.' She snaps.

Dilara presses the knife harder against his throat, drawing blood and he calmly looks down at her.

The way he looks at her makes me want to rip out his eyes.

'Give me one good reason not to gut you right now.' She snarls.

'Because Im your friend.' Is this idiots reply.

Dilara grabs him by his hair and hits his nose on her knee, making a loud crunch sound come from him.
Christianto cups his bleeding nose and I grab him by his collar.

'He's mine.' Dilara snarls, pointing the knife at me; the tip too close to my face as she pushes Christianto back to the wall.

'Yeah, I'm hers.' Christianto smirks, wiping the blood off his face with the back of his hand.

'You know that's not what I meant.' She turns the knife to him and I sit on the couch.

'Now I'm going to ask you again,' she dangerously lowers her voice. 'Why the fuck should I not kill you.'

'I don't have an answer for that.' He shrugs.

'You're so fucking cocky.' She snaps.

Dilara takes the knife and puts it through Christianto's thigh and he doubles over in pain. She takes this opportunity to throw him on the floor.

She has an insane look in her eyes and no one dares question what she's doing. Both Alessandro and Xuan are looking at her in shock.

'Give me your gun.' She mutters.

'What?' I ask.

'Adriano give me your gun goddamn it!' She yells. 'I'm going to kill this motherfucker.'

'Wait, hold on a second.' Xuan says. 'We need him for information.'

'We need to question him.' Alessandro says.

'We can do that right here.' Her grip on her knife tightens. 'Give. Me. Your. Gun.'

Her tone tells me she's serious so I hand it over.

'Mimi, take Rory and leave.' Alessandro says, handing his daughter to his wife.

'Don't get blood on the carpet.' Mimi says.

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