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sadden ‘IVY you are pregnant, why didn’t you say’ he inquire ‘father you never had time for me you are always busy I think you forgot you had me and luca told me you killed my mother’ venom is laced in my voice, Vince and Alonso is untied ‘my father sighed ‘your mother loved you to no great measure ‘he said ‘this is not a family reunion people’; ‘why did you do it’ I asked my father
Don’ Pedro
I and Clara were held at gun point, he held our baby IVY and placed the gun on her forehead ‘please don’t’ my wife cried begging him, I look at him with anger written all over me ‘such a shame,4 month and gone’ he place the gun on IVY lip then into her small mouth and she slowly began to suck the gun tip, ‘ don’t do that, she’s still a baby’ he laugh ‘see how she’s sucking, what of if I put my cock into her  little mouth, ive never been sucked off by a baby’ I see red, angered coarse through me to punch his face or pull the trigger at his face but his men had my hand tied ‘I told you, perdo I want this  land, I offered you money but you are to head headed tell me bull shit how you want to raise a family here, but now I am going to teach you a lesson don’t take no for an answer’ he motion one of his men ‘give him the gun God help you if you try something funny I’ll shoot your daughter brains out ‘now its left to you to either shoot your wife or shoot your daughter easy as ABC’ Clara weeps ‘you animal’ he laugh ‘you have 10 minutes to choose or ill kill them both, tick tock time is ticking’ I look at Clara with teary eye a man should be strong but not in this kind of situation, my wife cupped my cheek ‘shoot me Alfred’ I held her face with shaky hand, I am afraid, IVY start to cry ‘awn baby, shhh daddy is about to make the toughest decision of his life’ Clara hands were cold and shaky ‘Alfred I love you really much, when our daughter grow up tell her about me, Alfred give IVY all the love and care’ she says ‘time is ticking people do you want me to kill the both of you’ Clara looks at him ‘your child will suffer a faith similar to this not even worse’ tears rolled down her cheek IVY started to cry again ‘I can’t lose you, Clara when I just found you, we’ve just been married for 2 years and our daughter is just 5 month’ I kissed her forehead ‘please let me see my daughter for the last time’ the baby is handed to her ‘hey baby girl mummy is going on a journey, I love you so much’ she kissed her forehead and cheek ‘Alfred do it’; ‘well I thought I am just going to watch a soap opera all night’ I took the gun with shaky hand ‘I won’t be able to live if IVY dies, so do it’ I glanced at him he is smiling wickedly, I point the cold metallic

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