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Chapter 20

Angie's POV:

I've been desperate to find out where did German take Daryl and what is he doing to him, but every time I try to follow him someone's in my way.

For example I tried to follow him one afternoon when he was fully dressed and with his bat, but someone stepped in my way...

- And what do you think you're doing, Angeles?

Jade.

Who else if not Jade?

She stood behind me with that stupid ass smirk on her face, pissing me off even more than how pissed I already was.

- What do you want, Jade?

- You know he doesn't need you! He only took you here for the sake of Violetta and not himself! He has enough women to keep his company!

- What... the fuck are you even talking about?! - I snapped, now turning away from where German was going and looked at Jade fully since what she was saying made no fucking sense.

- Oooh! You don't know?

- Know what?!

- JADE!

Suddenly Ramallo shouted at me, quieting me down and making me annoyed.

And once he made Jade leave I snapped:

- Ramallo, what the hell are you hiding from me?! What was she talking about?!

- Angie... Time... has made him different in... this way...

- Fucking explain!

- O-Okay! Okay... Just let us... Go somewhere private... - Ramallo muttered and he quickly pulled me away other to an outside table to sit down and finally explain the situation that was more damn stupid than what I actually thought it's gonna be.

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- WHAT THE FUCK RAMALLO?!

This is all I could say as I tried to process what he just said.

- He's basically having fucking harem?! - I snapped again, now a bit calmer.

- I wouldn't call it that...

- Then what would you call it? He keeps Jade, Esmeralda and some bitch, called Olivia to fuck, but other than that he doesn't do shit. I think that's pretty much it.

- Eh...

Ramallo sighed.

- But he loves you and....

- Ramallo, I don't give a fuck about that! But rather would you tell me where the cells are? Where does he put the people he's on to torture?

- I honestly don't know, Angie... Believe me, I'd tell you - he sighed deeply and I believed him.

I felt his pain as well as I felt my own in this moment, making me believe he was telling me the truth.

And I'm nowhere near close to see Daryl still...