Prison king (Diablo's POV)

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I told my men to notify Camila about me getting arrested and that I'll be in prison for a while. I got sentenced to few months. This great deal only happened because I got connections.

I wake up in my cell. Day something. They are all somewhat blurry. Time is lost when you are locked away. But I'm not alone. I got a whole gang here. People who submit and would do anything for my validation. I get up from bed and go to get breakfast. I sit down to eat with my guys.

They were talking. Idk about what nor did I really care about. I was focused on something else. Camila couldn't leave my mind. God. She is perfect and it is a real shame what kind of men she has in her life. If I could, I would kill the angel or God who made her suffer like that. She deserves more than she has.

I finish eating and look around. Not much changed. Same guards, same people. Only few new people. And oh. What is that?...

I stand up and gesture my guys to come with me. We walked to the table where two newbies were sitting.

"Frank and Jason. What are you in here for? Finally one of your chicks escaped and reported your dirty asses to the police?"

"Screw you!" Frank said while eating his food.

"Oh well you maybe want to. But I'm sorry. I'm straight. And besides I would never go for a guy who beats his partner!" I say while I stand in front of them, hands in my pockets.

Frank doesn't say anything just lowers his eyes to his food and keeps shut. Jason too does the same. I push Frank's food tray off the table and smile.

"Boys. You are in my territory now. So I advise you to stay out of my way. Cause otherwise... Oh otherwise I'll make sure you never leave this hell hole"

I walk away with my guys. I go over the phone booth and make a call.

"Hello?" A cheerful voice answered on the other side of the line.

"Hey sweetie. Could you come over and visit me. I want to explain everything if it is alright? I'll arrange the date and get you on the list."

"Sure. I'll come" her voice is so angelic. I wish to keep her somewhere safe.

I hang up the phone and make my way to a known C.O. named Sam. I stand near him but in a way that no one would understand that we are talking.

"Yo. The newbies. Jason and Frank what they in for?"

"Some girl went to cops saying that he tried to kidnap her. So cops started digging and found out that Jasons company has been laundering money. On the papers it's said that Jason and Frank om the business together."

"But he owns a law firm how is that possible?"

"Well it seems that the 'law firm' has been doing not law firm things for a while."

"Say Sam does your kids enjoy the gifts, trips and good life?"

"Yeah"

"My girl is coming over this week. I hear that you or any other C.O. gets handsy with her...you know what I can do and what I will do"

"What is your girls name?"

"Jesus Sam you should respect every lady that comes over here"

I turn around and go back to my cell. Days pass and it's Saturday. I get ready and get taken to a room. Suddenly the door opens and I see Camila. She looks stunning as always. I go over and hug her.

"Hey. I thought it would be a phone thingy or the glass thingy meeting" Camila says smiling and giggling.

"I pulled some strings. And just really wanted to see you. Hug you. You know..." I sit down with her on the bed.

"So um...what happened?" She asks. I can sense some fear in her tone.

"I just... Beat up a guy and he pressed charges. It's not a big deal. Just few months. Nothing bad. How are you? You still working in that shitty office work?"

"Sadly yeah..." Camila looks down.

"How about you quit. My men will get you a credit card and you live in your apartment till I get out. And once I get out... Move in with me?"

"What?! You must be nuts!...besides I heard you have a lady in your life"

"From who did you hear that?"

"Doesn't matter. But yeah. Sure. I would love to come and live with you once you are out"

The rest of the time we spent cuddling and just being adorable. I love the way she smells and how nice her hair feels. Once she left and I was back in my cell I could feel my heart ache. I hated the fact that I was not there with her. To save her to protect her...

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