Your Wife

Chapter 8

Five months later

Derek's POV

The crime lord Marco Rosa was finally dead. And my gang was prospering. We grew to become the most wanted gang in North America. A true honor.

Maria mysteriously disappeared, but I had eyes looking for her all around the country. Maybe she had killed Marco.

I sat at my desk counting bills from the last shipment of cocaine. I glanced at a picture of my long lost love, Lucía. I hadn't seen her in 22 years. I had people looking for her too.

A knock sounded at my door.

"Ven." I said. It opened to reveal one of my youngest recruits, Leo.

"Sir, we've found Maria." He said. I motioned him to come closer. He set a folder down on my desk and I opened it.

A set of pictures came out. It was of a woman with blonde hair overlooking the Eiffel Tower.

Another picture was of her in a city with a man, much taller than her. He had his arm wrapped around her.

The next picture was of him kneeling down, but the other half of the picture was dark.

"What happened to this one?" I pointed at the photo.

Leo said, "Our photographer took that from behind a wall."

I groaned. "How do i know this is Maria?"

"Well, we have a pretty good reference..." Leo said.

"What the fuck is it?" I was getting tired of this little kid.

Suddenly, the door opened.

"Hello, Derek. Miss me?"

~~~

Milah's POV

I stared at the huge rock on my finger. Ale had proposed, and I had said yes. We'd known each other for only 6 months, but I felt as if he was the only one who truly understood me and what I was going through. Because he was going through the same.

Our wedding was to be set in 5 months, and my mother was beyond excited. She had taken a trip to the Bahama's to plan it.

I had decided it was time for me to get to know my half-brother, Dane, so we took a day on the city to walk around.

"How are you taking all of this?" I asked as we walked down the busy sidewalk.

Dane shrugged. "I grew up with the mafia, so this is really different for me."

"I meant with your father's..." I trailed off, not wanting to say it.

"Death." Dane finished. "He was an asshole." I chuckled and so did he.

"You know, Dane—" I was cut off by the sound of gunshots in the distance. Not again.

I took Dane under my arm and we ran into the nearest building. It was empty, with a huge window in the front. We ducked down behind some old furniture inside to see the commotion.

Troops marched down the road, guns in hand, frightening bystanders.

And at the end of the line of troops was a familiar man in a tank.

Amir.

Alejandro's father.

With propaganda signs and flags. He was running for Prime Minister, or should I say...Dictator of Spain.

~~~

Derek's POV

"Hello, Derek. Miss me?"

I lifted my head up and standing there was el amor de mi vida, Lucía. She hadn't aged a bit, her hair was still a stunning black color and her res lips were lifted up in a smile.

I stood up in shock, not believe what was in front of me.

"I— " I stuttered. She waltzed over to me and took me in a soft hug. I accepted it. It had been many years since I had a soft embrace.

"What are you doing here, Lucía?" I asked.

"I'm here to help you." She pulled away and looked me in the eye.

"With...?" I asked.

"I gave you the information on Maria. I want her and her fiancé gone, the same way Marco ended." She looked at me with a fire in her eye. I nodded.

"May I ask why?" I gestured for her to sit down in the seat across from my desk.

"I lived through Hell with Marco. I worked hard to eliminate the Rosa mafia. And she's the only threat left." She said.

It was obvious she had been thinking of this for a long time.

"What do you know about Maria?" I asked.

"She was a spy for Marco, and from my knowledge, she's been conspiring against you."

I pondered on this. A spy was living under my nose and I had no idea. I was really off my game. And to think, I had developed a bond with Maria.

"Derek," Lucía snapped me out of my daydream. "Let me help you. We can exterminate her and her fiancé as a threat. And I can help you rule the Snakes." She sat up and took my head in her hands. Her eyes were determined.

"How can I trust you?" I whispered to her. She grinned.

"You know me." Then she laid her lips on mine.

~~~

Milah's POV

"Ale!" I yelled through the huge mansion. I had Dane in tow, protecting him. Alejandro appeared from the balcony on the second floor.

"What's wrong?" He said in a worried tone. He made it downstairs quickly.

I lifted a hand and stuck him across the face. He held his cheek and was stunned for a moment. Then he grabbed me by my arms tightly.

"Dane, go to your room." I growled. Dane stood still.

"DANE!" I screamed and he took the hint.

"What the fuck is your problem?" Alejandro asked, still clutching tightly to me.

"Your father...is a politician? He's becoming dictator of Spain, using fear and militia!" I exclaimed. Alejandro let go of me and a shocked expression took over his face.

"What?" He asked quietly.

"Oh, don't act like you don't know." I was beyond pissed off.

"I didn't! I swear!" Alejandro rubs his temples in frustration.

Did he really not know? Was his father lying to him and me?

"Ale..." I said quietly and put my hand on his shoulder. He took me by the waist and looked deep into my wyes.

"I'm sorry, Ale. It seems we were both blind sided by him." I sympathized.

"I have to go and talk to him." Alejandro began to open the door and I almost let him.

"Wait!" I called after him. I grabbed his face. I didn't know if this was the last I would see of him.

"Let me go with you." I said. He looked so determined and I wanted to be there with him.

"Okay, let's go."