Seize the moment (Jacob Scipio, Armando Aretas fanfic bad boys)

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Abigail POV

"Aren't you going to give your uncle Marcus a hug."
Marcus said looking at Armando.

"Nah you I'm not a hugger."
Armando said standing aside revealing me.

"Abigail!"
Marcus said walking towards me hugging me tightly.

"Let the girl breathe Marcus."
Mike said as Marcus stepped away.

"I so happy to see you Abigail."
Mike said placing his hand on my shoulder as I nodded.

"How did you find us?"
Armando asked Mike making me confused because I thought he call them.

"We got a call from Dante, he said you have Abigail and Dario captive."
"He said he have over 50 men waiting to head to Cuba and slaughter you."
"He said it can be prevented if I help convince you to surrender Abigail and Dario by midnight tomorrow in return he will spear your life.
"He said I have 24hr make it happen or there is going to be blood shed."
Mike said looking at Armando.

"She is now going back to him..."

"Of course she is not going back there,"
"I'm here because Im not letting you face Dante on your own."
Mike said looking at Armando as he nodded.

"So whats the plan?"
Mike asked taking a seat on the sofa as Armando began to go through the plan with him.
I at this point was still trying to get over our heated moment earlier.
So I decided to take a walk on the beach,
I took a deep breath as the morning sun kissed my skin,
I haven't gotten much sunlight since I got kidnapped by Dante because I spent all day locked up in my room.
I walked for a few minutes coming across a little shop across the road,
Upon getting closer I realized that they were selling handmade jewelry and crafts.
I was greeted by a little girl probably around the age of 7.
"Good day can I help you"
she asked with her sweet innocent voice,
her mother standing behind her also smiling.

"I was just taking a walk and came across your beautiful shop,"
"Do you guys make all this on your own?"
I asked looking at the stuff.

"Yes we do."
the mom said smiling politely.

"You're from Columbia?"
The mom asked making me look at her confused.

"How do you know because I don't have much of a Spanish accent."
I said shaking my head.

"The tattoo on your finger."
She said making my eyes open wide.

"My husband has one just like that but on his arm,"
"we are from Columbia and that tattoo is from the Garcia Mafia."
"I think you should leave my shop,"
"we don't associate ourselves with those people anymore."
she said shaking her head nervously.

"I don't either, I promise."
I said as she calm down a bit.

"where is your husband."
I asked gazing around nervously because it's a possibility he may know who I am and rat me out.

"He died last year together with both of our sons."
"it just my daughter Anna and I now."
she said looking to the ground as her voice cracked.

"I'm sorry to hear that,"
how did they die if you don't mind me asking.

"They were killed by Dante Garcia."
"He burned down our house with them inside,"
"My daughter Anna and I managed to escape."
"You see my husband used to work in a casino Dante owned."
"He accidentally herd a conversation between Dante and a colleague,"
"Dante was planning on killing his Grandfather and taking the family business."
"My husband promised he wouldn't say anything but they didn't care,"
"they burned him to death along with my two boys,
My sons were only 14 and 17."
"Anna and I manage to escape and flew Cuba with the little we had,
"I started off making earrings selling on the side of the road, sleeping where ever we could before we got this place."
She said looking around.