BOOK 2 OF THE "PROCLIVITY" SERIES
𝘊𝘈𝘕 𝘉𝘌 𝘙𝘌𝘈𝘋 𝘈𝘚 𝘈 𝘚𝘛𝘈𝘕𝘋 𝘈𝘓𝘖𝘕𝘌
𓆩𓆪 𓆩𓆪𓆩𓆪 𓆩𓆪𓆩𓆪𓆩𓆪
The daughter of the biggest kingpin of Spain; finds her heart sailing right into the hands of her family's rival, making...
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"Hernine, beside you."
BANG! BANG! BANG!
Three headshots and a round house kick and the bodies dropped.
"Assist!"
Hernando hollered and multiple barrels of guns locked in and then a multitude of shoots were carried out as the last body dropped and Amadio looked at me with a smirk, I rolled my eyes.
Show off.
"How many more, Zade, Les?"
"A whole lot, Nine. Behind you."
I ducked as soon as I felt a presence behind me and I kicked the girl's shin, her body dropping before I heard her gun shoot, but I didn't even feel an ounce of pain as the bullet grazed me, for I jumped on her, my one hand on her gun, turning it to the ceiling and the other on her neck.
I knocked over her gun and took a knife out of my pocket, "Where is your boss?", placing it on her jugular.
"Bitch—"
A slap was what she received.
No fucking disrespecting.
"Hernine, let her go—"
"Where is your fucking boss?!"
"Upstairs—ugh!" I chocked her harder.
"We covered that area before you even got here, so answer smartly."
Her face turned pale but a sicking smirk took over her face. "I killed him."
My face was unfazed.
"I killed him because he deserved to die. I have been ruling this place, stealing from you Hernine Acetta—"
I sliced her neck and got off her, her eyes wide as she clutched her neck that was a fountain of blood now, spraying my knees with the crimson.
I heard her chocking on her own blood as I threw my knife on the ground walking to Amadio.
"She's dead. I want her background check done."
"My men will handle."
And then my eyes were blessed, my heaves of breath turning calm as he took off his vest, took off his shirt and twisted it in a way, forwarding it to me.
"For your wound." I gave an understanding nod.
He approached me, tying it around my arm and then wore his vest back....on his naked torso.
Shaking my head off of lewd thoughts, I turned my earpiece on.
"Hernine, did you kill her—?"
"How many more?"
Leslie sighed and Juan spoke up from the van in my earpiece. "They're dead, Hernine. Come back—"
"Juan, I'll punch you if there is more people in this building."
