Francesco

3

Moara

The sounds of my heart rate increase slightly as I wake up. Looking around the room is empty and my throat no longer feels like a volcano. So many questions run in my head. Why am I here? How did I get here? Where is my family?

My thoughts get stopped as the door opens. In walks a tall figure, Francesco.

"Are you Alright?"

"Who are you?"

"Not Important, Is everything alright?"

"Tell me who you are and than I will be."

"Francesco"

"Francesco..?"

"Francesco Romano"

I remember why his name was so familiar before, my dad was friends with a Romano. He came around a few times but not enough for me to remember his full name.

"Than, Yes I feel great."

As he is about to respond the doctor walks back in.

"She is fine now"

"Thats all?"

"Yes Mr.Romano"

And he walks out.

Francesco walks towards me and watches my expressions. I stare fearing what is to come next.

"Im Francesco Romano and you are Moara Sanchez daughter of Dom Sanchez, who is dead, you were shot on accident by a trained assassin. The bullet was aimed at your father. His actions caused him to meet his demise, you were just caught in the middle."

"Why?"

"I can't disclose that."

I stare straight in his eyes as he spits out nonsense, things I could've guessed myself. Useless.

"Why'd you save me?"

"I had to" Francesco Lies

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1 day later

Im sitting at the back of a van my hands are handcuffed behind my back, very inconsiderate considering my injury.

Francesco sits at the front seat and Matteo is driving.

My stress must have reached the highest because I'm sweating calories off back here and no AC is on at all. I start to feel lightheaded.

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Francesco

I look back checking if she's not escaping her cuff and something is wrong. Her expression displays pain and her eyes squinting. Sweat on her forehead and she's leaning forehead.

"Matteo stop the car"

"Man we in the middle of Traffic why she live in such a popular place." he mutter the end.

"Just pull to the side Dumbass"

"Fine Fuckhead"

I pulls to the side and he stops the car and I jump out heading to the backseat.

"Moara"

"Hmm" she looks at me

"Why do you look like a damsel in distres?"

Matteo looks back and his eyes widen

"Yo she don't looks good boss"

"No Shit"