Special thanks to @jiyoungmochi for the cover!!
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❝𝐀 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲, 𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐥. ❞
Renata Vartanov had been through hell. Sold to a brothel and thrusted into prostitution at thirteen along with her then toddler...
He shot again and I dodged it. Cata shot his gun out of his hand and shot his shoulder while he scrambled to pick it up.
He still reached for the gun regardless of his bleeding shoulder, but I was faster.
In an instant, I kicked the gun away and shot both his legs, making him fall at my feet.
Still, no shout of pain, he seemed to be forcing them in through pure contempt.
My eyes narrowed as I silently accessed him. No bouncer, no matter how dedicated they were to their jobs, would willingly risk dying to defend the joint. But he did, and the way he glared at me maliciously made me question who he really was.
He wasn't an average bouncer, that was for sure.
"Emilia, Jade, quickly, get the kids!" Catalina yelled behind me, instructing two members of the team to help her lead the now frozen children out of the place before they had to witness more.
"Who are you?" I glared at the bouncer.
"Ignazio Gallo. Right hand and executioner to Nicolas Ricci." He spoke grimly.
Ricci sent his right hand man. Fuck.
I knew the name Ignazio Gallo because the man was known as Nicolas Ricci's lifeline. He'd served Ricci's family for years after being rescued by them from a shithole orphanage at ten.
Since then, he'd been trained to guard Ricci with his life. He had balls of steel and his loyalty to Ricci was unquestionable.
Him being here tonight meant Ricci knew I was planning something. Otherwise, he would never let go of the one man in Italy that didn't want him dead.
"Ignazio Gallo. A pleasure to meet you. I never thought I'd meet the brawn behind Ricci's...𝑠𝑐𝑟𝑎𝑤𝑛𝑦 𝑎𝑠𝑠...brains," I forced myself to say. "Though, it's unfortunate we couldn't meet under better circumstances. You'll be dead in an hour or so from your bleeding and I'll be drinking scotch at home by then." I grinned.
