Daughters of the Don (Completed)

Twenty Two - Kloe: Battle grounds

I just wanted to see how tough al Pono  was with a gun in his mouth! I hated his fuckin guts!

The greed he possessed inside was going to be the death of him!

      I was so anxious for the moment to kill him that every time I looked at the two guns I had I thought about it.

   I finally stashed them into my waste line.

   Claudia seemed to be upset and although she was trying to hide it I could still sense it in her presence.

I just prayed she didn't crack!
My mind also ran on Jef!

Once we made it out this a live..... Well if..... We did; I was going to make the most of the time we were going to be sharing!

   The Don would be proud to see us; I know for a fact he would!

       I just hoped we both made it back I don't know how I'd go on if I lost any of them!

       I would be freed from that safe house and able to live like a queen again! That's why this slaughtering of these Cubans would be very important!

Claudia was beaming at her phone but only nothing was on it.

"Claud" I called getting her attention.

"Yeah?" She answered in a horse tone.

"Are you sure your okay?"

"Klo, sweetie I'm fine." She giggled falsely, rubbing my face then quickly turning away.

I knew something wasn't right! Just couldn't figure it out.

I zoomed back into my own thoughts thinking of how the first time with Jef! Was going to be like.

I smiled to myself getting butterflies.

That damn Jef had me completely spaced out about him! But this was different I no longer had to hide my feelings or second guess because he was actually showing it.

That one kiss meant the world to me! I think I'm in love! Like really.... In love!!

Jefs Pov
Santino had called me and a few black mafias over to the sight he was laying on.

And It was perfect timing so we started for the side where Cheeno was. Adele had went back inside, which meant we only had a matter of seconds to save her before al Pono or Cheeno murdered her!

I came from the side of the hummer and with one shot splattered the short muscular dudes brains all over the front seat where he was sitting.

As I looked over with my adrenaline rushing Santino had the gun at cheenoS head.

"What the hell is this!?" Cheeno snapped angrily with his hands up.

"It ain't a stick up nigga! This shit here is revenge. You fuckin coward!!"

Santinos voice was filled with poison as he spit those words at Cheeno who was at our mercy.

"Didn't you buy from my father! You son of a bitch! Y'all set me up!!"

"You gotta be more careful, I'm sure you know who I am!" I interjected pointing the silencer I had at the front of his head.

Cheeno tensed up and I knew his heart was beating faster than the energizer bunny!

His eyes gazed at me and my presence sent chills down his spine.

"This is about; the ......Don." He uttered in disbelief.

"No this here is about execution! Why don't you tell us how you wanna die play boy!" Santino spazzed clicking the trigger preparing to shoot.

"You son of a bitches can't think you'll make it out of this alive!! There's Cubans all around this place! You're just as dead as me once you pull that trigger!" Cheeno threatened, without breaking a sweat.

Santino and I both chuckled.

"Who said we didn't come here to die?"

We all stood in silence as santinos question was truthful yet rhetorical! We didn't come here knowing we'd leave alive! There was always a 50/50 chance!

"Let's play a game of Russian roulette." I suggested changing the positioning of the barrel to the left side near his temple.

...... "That sounds pretty interesting." A familiar women's voice said, as the cold circular metal framing of a pistol imprinted on the back of my head surprised me.

"Adele!" Santino muttered in shock.

I was in a state of confusion.

"What the hell are you doing Adele?" I questioned.

"Something that I don't want to do. So please don't make me do it." She answered softly. "Just put the guns down and let us go." She demanded.

The other men of black mafiA looked on just as confused as us, as they aimed their guns from a far at her.

"We can't do that." Santino said firmly.

"Well then you're telling me jefs life isn't worth it."

"Just do as she says." Cheeno chimed in still at our mercy.

" shut the fuck up! I'm running this show!" Santino exclaimed furious.

"Jef I need you to hand me that gun."

I hesitated, slowly drawing the gun down with no choice passing it back to her.

"Thank you, now Santino you do the same."

"Fuck no!" He disagreed shaking his head.

"Well then I'll just be taking Jef here hostage!" She guided me to back up while still at gun point.

"Adele you know I can't give you my gun.... What the fuck are you doing! Are you thinking about the Don!!?"

"You don't know the story; and we don't have time to explain, now let him go or I'll kill Jef I swear to gods I'will blow his brains out all over you!"

And with those words and time to think , Santino let Cheeno go.
He rushed over to her side taking a pistol out and drawing it.

"Now y'all go do as you told and get the fuck outtA our way! We go take this nigga with us... Just to be sure you dont get a little excited!" Cheeno croaked!

"Look we'll let y'all go, but you can't take Jef!" Santino stated sternly.

"Y'all ain't taking me no fuckin where!" I barked.

"Cheeno go start the car."

Adele nodded to him while still printing her gun at the back of my head. He grinned hastily , heading over to the hummer.

"Now any one of you black Mafia bastards get trigger happy in the mist of Cheeno doing what he's doing, I won't hesitate to blow this mother fuckers head off his shoulders'!"