Location: Abandoned Warehouse – Barcelona Port
Time: 21:42 PM (CET)
The warehouse basement smelled like rust and cold concrete.
One hanging light swung slowly above the room.
Victor Santoro sat tied to a metal chair.
Blood ran from the corner of his mouth.
Thomas Walker stood in front of him, calm as always.
Mari Mendes leaned against a crate nearby, arms crossed.
Allison Gonzalez paced slowly across the floor.
Gabriela Gvardiol watched from the shadows.
Victor laughed weakly.
Victor:
“You people move fast.”
Thomas tilted his head slightly.
Thomas:
“You tried to kill the wrong woman.”
Victor spat blood on the floor.
Victor:
“She was supposed to die.”
Mari pushed herself off the crate.
Mari:
“And yet here you are.”
Victor looked around the room.
Victor:
“You think she’ll thank you?”
Gabriela stepped forward.
Her voice was cold.
Gabriela:
“She will.”
Victor smiled weakly.
Victor:
“Then call her.”
Thomas pulled out his phone.
He dialed the number calmly.
Location: Private Hospital – Valencia
Time: 21:43 PM
Isabella lay against the pillows, the room dim except for the soft light beside the bed.
Matthew sat close to her, one hand resting gently over hers.
The phone rang on the table.
Matthew glanced at the screen.
Matthew:
“It’s Thomas.”
Isabella answered.
Isabella:
“Yes.”
Thomas’s voice came through the phone.
Thomas:
“We found him.”
Isabella’s eyes darkened slightly.
Isabella:
“Alive?”
Mari’s voice appeared in the background.
Mari:
“Barely.”
Isabella asked quietly:
Isabella:
“Where.”
Gabriela answered this time.
Gabriela:
“Barcelona.”
Isabella nodded slowly.
Isabella:
“Good.”
Thomas continued.
Thomas:
“He’s in the basement.”
A pause.
Thomas:
“What would you like us to do with him?”
Isabella’s voice dropped.
Cold.
Controlled.
Isabella:
“Wait for me.”
Thomas frowned slightly.
Thomas:
“You’re in a hospital.”
Grace and Hannah exchanged looks nearby.
Isabella smiled faintly.
Isabella:
“I know.”
Thomas sighed quietly.
Thomas:
“We’ll keep him breathing.”
Isabella ended the call.
Same Room – Hospital
The silence between Isabella and Matthew felt different now.
He watched her carefully.
Matthew:
“You’re planning something.”
Isabella looked at him.
Isabella:
“Yes.”
Matthew leaned closer.
Matthew:
“You were shot yesterday.”
Isabella shrugged slightly.
Isabella:
“I’m feeling better.”
Matthew raised an eyebrow.
Matthew:
“That’s the morphine.”
She smiled faintly.
Isabella:
“Maybe.”
Matthew moved slightly closer to the bed.
His voice softened.
Matthew:
“You scared me.”
Isabella looked at him.
For a moment the cold leader disappeared.
Only the girl underneath remained.
Isabella:
“I’m still here.”
Matthew reached up and gently brushed a strand of hair from her face.
Matthew:
“Barely.”
She studied his face.
Isabella:
“You stayed.”
Matthew:
“Of course.”
A quiet pause settled between them.
Then Isabella whispered:
Isabella:
“Come here.”
Matthew leaned closer.
She reached up slowly and pulled him down toward her.
Their lips met softly at first.
Then again.
Longer.
Matthew’s hand moved carefully around her waist, making sure not to hurt her.
Isabella’s fingers tightened slightly in his shirt.
The tension between them filled the entire room.
Matthew pulled back just enough to look at her.
Matthew:
“You should be resting.”
Isabella smiled faintly.
Isabella:
“I am.”
He leaned down again.
This time the kiss was deeper.
Slower.
The monitor beside the bed began to beep slightly faster.
Outside the room, Grace looked toward the door.
Grace:
“Should we leave?”
Hannah smirked.
Hannah:
“Oh definitely.”
They quietly closed the door.
Inside the room, Matthew’s voice dropped near her ear.
Matthew:
“You almost died.”
Isabella whispered back:
Isabella:
“But I didn’t.”
Matthew kissed her again.
The lights in the room flickered slightly as the evening sun disappeared behind the curtains.
And for a moment—
The entire world outside the hospital room didn’t exist.
But far away in a warehouse basement—
Victor Santoro was still waiting.
And Isabella Ferrari was coming for him.
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MAFIA QUEEN
ActionAfter the 3 sentries she is born, the only girl in the family. But they are not the ordinary people they are famous Italian Mafia. THE FERRARI FAMILY But they lost her because of the work they are in and because of their reputation. ************...
