Adaliah Cortez is the new leader of the Spanish mafia. She is rude, she doesn't hesitate to kill. Has many men falling to her feet with her looks. But when it comes to her sister she will do anything in her power to for her. After her father announc...
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"Matias?" He turns his head. His eyes were red and had dark circles.
Matias is the son of Javier; he is the one leading our headquarters in Mexico. Matias is 15 years old; he has been through a lot of things.
"Que haces aquí?" I asked him as I walked towards him, he played with his hands.
[What are you doing here?]
I can see he is hesitating on telling me, then Gianna comes into the kitchen. "Do you want something to drink, darling?" She asked him
I had to translate since he doesn't know English. He nodded and asked for water.
"¿Nos vamos para la sala?" He nods again and stands up; I walk to the living room, and we sit down on the couch.
[Should we go to the living room?]
Gianna brings him and me a cup of water and leaves us alone. I wait for him to be ready to tell me, why is he here alone?
"Básicamente, mi padre me ha echado de la casa. Ya tu sabes como es él, se emborracha, y empieza a ponerse como un loco. Hasta que un día, él llegó a la casa tarde en la noche borracho.
Yo estaba en la sala cuando él me empezó a gritar groserías. Me empezó a decir que soy una decepción, que ojalá yo me hubiera muerto en vez de mis hermanas y mi mama. Y me pegó duro, me pateó en las costillas, y me las rompió."
[Basically, my father has kicked me out of the house. You know what he's like, he gets drunk, and starts to go crazy. Until one day, he came home late at night drunk. I was in the living room when he started yelling rude words at me. He began to tell me that I am a disappointment, that I wish I had died instead of my sisters and my mother. And he hit me hard, kicked me in the ribs, and broke them.]
"Matias, pero porque no me llamaste? Yo hubiera ido a México enseguida." I grabbed him and pulled him into my arms. His body shakes as he cries on my shoulder.
[Matthias, but why didn't you call me? I would have gone to Mexico right away.]
"No te llamé porque pensé que ibas a estar ocupada buscando an Estela." He whispers as he buries his head into my chest.
[I didn't call you because I thought you were going to be busy looking for Estela.]
Am going to fucking kill his father. How can he do this to this sweet boy? He has been nothing but a caring son to his father and he acts like this to his son.
I have to tell my father about this.
"Mi amor, aunque yo estuviera ocupada, yo te ayudaría en lo que tú necesites. Tú eres como un hermanito para mi y Estela. Yo los quiero a las dos." I kissed his forehead as I rub my hand up and down his back.
