Assassin with a Heart//Camren//

Chapter 11

After the Cabello's made their farewells with the Mendoza's they headed back to their rightful base. As soon as the car pulled into the truck Camila quickly stormed away to her room, she locked her door, and cried and screamed into her pillow for hours. Camila never expected that anything would get this far.

Sure the groups we're allies, but that doesn't mean she is comfortable enough to marry the daughter. Irene is nice, good looking girl and Camila never had a problem with dating girls, but to be forced into a marriage just to grow the group that won't even be enough to take down the rivals is where Camila draws the line.

Camila vividly remembers her dad saying that he would never force anything on her when it comes to love. It seems now that wasn't the case since he was so into this plan. Probably never thinking twice about what he said.

Camila could hear small knocks once in awhile as she cried softly. She knew it was her dad, but she doesn't want to see him right now.

"Camila my dear, please open the door. I just want to talk for a bit.", Alejandro's voice was soft.

Camila closed her eyes and held her pillow tighter as she ignored her dad. Normally that's something she would never do since he gets angry, but Camila is just too distraught to even care.

"Camila please sweetie let's talk this over one on one.", Alejandro's muffled voice said through the door.

Camila continued to ignore him and just hid her face in her pillow cried a bit harder.

"Sir maybe you should give her space. I mean this situation isn't exactly easy to comprehend and adjust to.", Camila heard Matthew tell her dad.

"You're right. Goodnight Matthew.", Alejandro said.

Camila heard his footsteps fade away and lifted her head from the pillow. She mentally notes to thank Matthew for getting her dad off her back. Camila sighs and gets up from her bed to go to her drawer. It's been a long day and Camila is in desperate need for a shower. She picks out some black shorts and a grey sweatshirt and walks to the restroom in her room. She turns the water on, making sure it's nice and warm, strips her clothing off, and steps into the soothing shower.

Camila hums to herself as she thinks back to the events played out today. It was a normal stress free day until the news dropped. She would have to be married. Camila sighs and looks at her wrist with her mark. As future leader Camila has been taught that she must be willingly to do anything for the mafia to help it grow and succeed.

This is one of those times that Camila must do something for the mafia. But she's not willing to. Camila always daydreams when and how she'll meet her life long partner. How great of a pair they'll be and how powerful they'll look between the mafias. She dreams how she'll stare into her partner's eyes and just know in an instant she's in love with them. That person just isn't Irene.

It will never be Irene.

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"Huh would you look at that? The Angel of Blood herself.", Lauren's friend, Grudge, greeted her.

"Hey Grudge how you been?", Lauren says in her more serious tone.

"Not too bad. Just giving people tattoos. Haven't seen you in awhile where ya been hiding?", Grudge asks.

"Oh you know here and there as always.", Lauren responses and she plops herself on the chair.

Those who live in the Hood don't know Lauren... or Angel of Blood... is the daughter of the Jauregui's. Purposely just to keep her identity more secretive.

Grudge sits himself on the stool next to Lauren as he preps the needles.

"What'll be today Angel?", Grudge asks.