Grace was an ordinary girl...
Sike.
This isn't one of those stories.
Meet Grace Belmonte, who belongs to one of the biggest gangs in Italy. She's well known for her smart mouth, racing, bad-ass fighting and now the target on her back...
After kill...
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"So what did you find out?", I asked Alex, my hacker. "I got the camera footage from that night. Here, take a look.", he gestured towards one of the screens in front of me.
After a few minutes of watching, I spotted Grace. She walked in and went to the refreshment table, immediately eating everything that was there. I shook my head, a small smiling making it's way to my face.
Typical Grace.
Stephen walked up to her and I clenched my jaw at the sight of him talking to her. He handed her a drink and she took it, drinking it all. They spoke a little more and she said something to him and walked away.
She walked towards the exit and bumped into a guy. She walked straight past him, stumbling towards the door.
What the fuck?
About three minutes later, Stephen looked around cautiously and headed outside too. I balled my fists, realising why she was stumbling.
Shit! That fucking bastard! He must've drugged and kidnapped her!
I suddenly slammed my fist into the TV screen, the glass instantly shattering. Alex's eyes widened in surprise and he backed up a little.
I took out my phone and called Lorenzo. "I'm calling a meeting. Now. I want everyone there. And tell someone to get my jet ready. We're going to New York."
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Hey pop tarts💕
I've actually never had a pop tart before...They don't sell it where I'm from😂
So Antonio finally realised what happened. Took him long enough smh.
