Christian Fontana and Tate carmen Romero come from different worlds, but never did he think he'd cross paths with her again.
It's a small world. Smaller than they think. Who knew there were more connections then the ones playing around in their hear...
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I hit the punching bag that hung in front of me harder than I did the last one. 50. I count.
Sebastian sighs. "Maybe you should take a break."
"No," I reply quickly going at the punching bag again.
She hasn't woken up in four weeks.
Today has hit one month. One fucking month.
I haven't been with her for three months and those past months have been nothing but pure torture. Aria has been miserable since she was kidnapped and her friend Emilia has travelled from New York to stay and wait for her to wake up.
I can't get the cries of Catalina in the hospital out of my head. They remind me of my mother's cries.
I clench my jaw and punch harder until I feel my knuckles bloody and bruised. Sebastian finally steps in front of me. "That's enough. Tate wouldn't want you like this-"
"Stop. Just stop." I let out. "I'm pissed okay? You wouldn't like it if Aria was in her position so let me handle my pain in my own way."
Sebastian narrows his eyes but nods. Just as I'm about to throw another punch, Antonio walks into the door, his shirt covered in blood.
"Xavier and Leo have said all they needed to. Cam recorded everything and the files of information are being sent to your computer now. Dominic came back and made sure that the files were un-hackable so we don't get problems like this again." He says.
I huff. "Alright."
Antonio pauses. "Oh uh. However-,"
I let out a loud groan. "Everything bad news starts with a 'however,'"
He rolls his eyes. "Xavier has information that he wants to tell you specifically and only you. He says 'before you kill him you have to know the truth."
Truth. That can mean anything... were the mafia, we tell the best lies.
"So what? You're expecting me now then?"
"Quit the attitude, brother. You're still in charge whether you're hurting or not!"
I narrow my eyes and follow him out of the room and down to the torture room. I almost gasp and the sight of them. Antonio messed them up.
"You fucked up their faces."
"Yep. Have fun." He replies, patting me on the back.
I clear my throat and stand in front of the two of them. I motion for the guards to exit the room to leave me alone with the two of them.
"You have three minutes."
Xavier coughs. "I want to start by saying. Things didn't mean to go this way. I told Antonio what there is to know but I have information I didn't even type or write down. I didn't want to tell Antonio because I know your plan and I don't think anyone else knows it. Your revenge plot."
