𝐇𝐞𝐫 𝐒𝐢𝐧𝐟𝐮𝐥 𝐎𝐛𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧.

Love And Family.

(Second Edit)

Author's Note: Before we get into the next chapter, I just have one very important thing to say. The song Maraschino Love is not to be played in the beginning of the chapter. Instead, readers will play the song when they see this mark:

🎵ℙ𝕝𝕒𝕪 𝕊𝕠𝕟𝕘🎵

This will give the book a movie like atmosphere. You know in those romantic movies when a couple is strolling through a garden, under the night sky, surrounded by fireflies and suddenly this song begins playing? Well that's the same thing here. And now without further adieu, please enjoy the chapter. 🤗🤗🤗

𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞

"You're absolutely sure that's where the files are?" I asked, keeping my gun trained on him.

"Y..yes," Alejandro croaked. "That's where I keep them. They're in the bottom drawer of the desk amongst the stock certificates. Since I'm just an associate, no one would expect me to have the files. They're too important to be left unguarded."

"Go ahead and look for the files, Jasmine," Valentino instructed. "I'll stay here with him."

"Okay, babe."

I lowered my gun and walked past Alejandro's chair. He sat there bruised and bloodied, courtesy of my dear beloved husband.

Stepping into the home office, I opened the bottom drawer of the desk. Sure enough, there they were. Four files with the words José Alforo written in bold letters across the front.

I pulled them out and flipped through them one by one. After a quick inspection, I was satisfied these were the correct files.

Returning to the bedroom, I held them up for Valentino to see. "Here they are. All four of them."

"Alright. We got what we came for. Now it's time to wrap this party up and go home."

He yawned as he pulled out his stainless-steel 1911 Emissary handgun - one of the many wedding gifts he'd received - and aimed it at Alejandro.

"Thank you for your cooperation, Alejandro, but I'm afraid it's the end of the line for you. Now, if you'll excuse us, my wife and I must be leaving."

"Oh, but I've so enjoyed our time together," I said with a smile. "A whole hour and a half of continuous torture, and all we have to show for it are a couple of lousy files. Shame, really."

"Yes, it is a shame," Alejandro agreed. "But you know what's an even bigger shame? The fact that a pretty girl like you has this pathetic lowlife for a husband."

Clicking my tongue in disapproval, I wagged a finger in his face.

"Name-calling isn't very nice, mi amigo. Didn't your mother ever teach you that? You really ought to learn to be more respectful."
(My friend)

"You can't deny it, sweetheart. You may think he's the best thing to ever happen to you now, but mark my words. Soon enough, you'll regret ever walking down that aisle."

The smile vanished from my face as my body went rigid and my breathing slowed.

Across the room, Valentino noticed immediately. Instead of intervening, he simply stepped back, tucked his gun into his pocket, and leaned casually against the wall, a knowing smirk playing on his lips.

I walked towards Alejandro and kicked the leg of his chair.

The entire thing toppled backwards with a loud crash and a pained groan escaped him as he hit the floor, the impact aggravating his already battered body.