Luna is a sixteen year old teenager with a past that no sixteen year old should have been through. After years of abuse and violence, Luna finally finds a way to cope after all the trauma she's been through. SURVIVE. That's Lunas goal in life, what...
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"All done Donna" Felipe one of our men said when Luna entered the room. There were bodies all around us.
"Finally" Noah said scrunching his nose because of the smell of cigarettes.
All of a sudden Luna's legs give out and she fails to the floor.
We all rush to her. "Luna" I said holding her in my arms while kneeling. "Answer me damn it." I said panic filled my voice.
"Thiago, look?" Felipe said pointing at Luna's shirt. Filled with blood on her stomach. I quickly checked the wound. Knife wound. It was too deep and the bleeding wouldn't stop. I knew for a fact if we took her to one of our doctors she would bleed out. We were almost two hours away from home. There was no other option. We had to go to a hospital, I knew she would kill me but I can't let my sister die.
I quickly stand up and start making my way to one of our cars the guys right behind me.
"Noah drive to the nearest hospital." I said. "Felipe, Alfonso make sure Ruby gets to the safe house with the girls." I said before sitting on the passenger seat with Luna in my arms. Noah got in the drivers seat and quickly put the car in drive.
"You know she's kill us when she finds out we took her to a hospital. That's if Daya doesn't kill us first for letting her get hurt and coming without her:" he says.
"I'll die if anything happens to her. I rather die in the cruelest way than see her hurt." I responded. "Drive faster, she's losing to much blood."
"You can be all mad when you wake up but please wake up. Don't leave me here baby sister , I need you so much. Please let me see those pretty grey eyes filled with fire that have haunted me since I was thirteen." I said to her ear my voice thick with emotion.
𝘍𝘭𝘢𝘴𝘩𝘣𝘢𝘤𝘬：
Age 13: At the age of ten it was clear I had a gift for hacking which caused the underworld to get word of me. "The youngest hacker prodigy in America" That was the start of my worst nightmare.
From then to the years on I received every kind of threats from the gangs of the French mafia but I was quick to get rid of them. I showed them that I would never 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐤𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐦.
Until they hit me where I would have never guessed. My Life. My heart. My Sister. My fourteen year old sister. One of the two reasons I wanted to be someone in the world. My world fell apart with the death of my sister. A month after my mom killed herself because she couldn't handle the pain of my sister's death. I was alone.
There was nothing left for me so I did what I had to do. I moved to Spain and joined the Spanish mafia for protection and revenge. I wanted to kill the French mafia don and everyone else who had something to do with my sister's death.
