Chapter forty-one

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Mid-season finale.

Warning
This episode contains scenes of explicit violence, raw and vulgar language that can sensitize the reader.

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Diego

The water that falls, blinds anyone but I don't care because after so much time of waiting I finally have Dom. It's there, thrown away. I'm so disgusted, and now I'm finally going to...

"Oh, Dominick... Dominick...—I'm starting to talk—you don't know how much I want to destroy you.

"What are we going to do?" Marco asks.

"Beat him." I let go suddenly before kicking him in the face, "Useless! Son of a bitch! DIE NOW!!—I kicked him in the middle of his face and blood soon begins to come out of his nose and mouth.—I already know the perfect place for Dominick...—I say smiling—bring him...

"Let's go get him!"

They start dragging him on the road and I follow them.

Emily

"Why did you stay with me?

"Because I love you."

"Dominick..." I whisper. I take a deep breath and let it go. I stop under water next to the office, I take my hand to the knob and turn it, Good afternoon...

"... Oh, Emily, until you finally arrived."

"Hello Pedro." I greeted Pedro, my psychiatrist.

Kelvin

I'm already here. I don't see Chris anywhere. It's strange that it hasn't arrived yet... I take the cell phone and dial his number, but a message stops me:

"There's a key under the door carpet, I'll be there in a moment, kisses ;)"

A perverted smile appears on my face, I go to the carpet and I was right, there was a key there. I enter the house and observe it carefully, very luxurious, full of extravagant and expensive pieces...

I approach the sofa and sit down resting my hands on my thighs, I get scared suddenly; a music has been activated: "24k Magic".

"What the fuck...?" I stand up to look for where it comes from and I approach the passageway that leads to the rooms, there was, on the floor a cell phone with the music. "Chris?" I asked right away; but no one answered. I went to my cell phone and deactivated the music.

What's going on here?

From one moment to the next a noise of steps was heard in the room, I went there and I got the scare of my life: he was a tall man, dressed in black and was very quiet.

"WOW, asshole! Who the fuck are you, uncle?" I yelled at him.

"I've only come to do my job," he answered me right away. His voice emitted fear. I looked at him for a few seconds before he started to approach.

"... Uncle... What are you going to do...?" I ask him scared while he doesn't approach, in a moment he throws himself on me and attacks, he beats me, and the last one makes me lose consciousness.

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I open my eyes and I have no idea where I am, I feel my hands tied and I try to move, everything is spinning, I can't see anything well.

After trying and trying, I can see, that man is staring at me; to tell the truth, he influences fear with his defiant and dark look.

"What... who are you?" I ask him choppy.

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