Chapter 12

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                 (ARABELLA'S POINT OF VIEW)

''So what you need daddy?'' I asked sitting down at his office. I shifted nervously because of the look on his face. There was a knock on the door he called come in and I looked over my shoulder to see about 10 of his men walking in some with sorry facial expression my breath hitch.

''Please tell me he is ok.'' I whispered my dad's face soften.

''Justin his fine sweetie, he should actually be here now.'' he said looking at his phone.

''Chill I'm here.'' I heard his voice I let out a sigh of relief as he came in the door with Vinny, Barry, Jaxon, Jinx.

He winked at me and walked over to the corner where he normally would go for a meeting. Good god I remember one meeting when I first met him he was in the same spot and you could tell he was a total badass his bulging arms with tattoos strong jaw line the little grin he gave when I looked at him, Jesus so long ago. I looked back at my dad who was looking at me I shifted nervously in my chair once again.

''Jesus daddy will you just spit it out.'' I hissed and winched rubbing my side.

''Are you ok?'' he asked frowning.

''Fine the baby is pushing it's foot into my rib, why am I here?'' I asked picking up the bowl of grapes and put the bowl on my belly putting a handful into my mouth.

''Ok well a few old enemies of mine from Vegas are back in town.'' I felt the hairs on my neck stand up.

''They're not gangs.'' I let out a sigh of relief ''but they like to win a bit of bob here and there.''

''You mean gamblers.'' he looked around and nodded.

''And see well because of the Santiago situation I owed them a bit of cash.''

''I don't have much in my account but I can give it to you.'' I said he smiled.

''Look at that a female of worth.'' he said to his men I chuckled.

''I don't need your money baby I have the money, see the things is.'' he took a breath I heard a groan.

''Lorenzo put her out of her misery before she gets pissed off.'' Justin said and my dad nodded.

''Right they want to play poker 1 mill a hit.'' he said my jaw dropped.

''And well they never play not the big men they send in their best gambler and Z used to do it for me, but seeing you play in Vegas potting over 1 million and not a blink of the eye, not a move not a twitch I thought of you.'' he said and nodded at someone behind me, I turned to my side as two suitcase where placed on his desk and my dad opened one.

''I'm going in with 2 million.'' I felt weak like seriously I did feel like the world was spinning.

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