Chapter 12

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Writer's POV

Leandro stood near the door, staring intensely at Kayleigh. He was trying to figure out who this girl was and how Garcia knew her. And most importantly... who the fuck was Katya?!

She's hiding something. There's something she doesn't want us to know. He thought to himself.

Lorenzo glanced at his brother. Leandro's eyes were darkening, and, immediately, Lorenzo knew what that meant... He was letting the monster out of his cage.

Uh-oh! Lorenzo thought as he gulped.

"Everyone, I'mma need you to get out." Leandro said, slowly.

Everyone, except for Kayleigh and Lorenzo, went out. Kayleigh was about to go out, thinking she should leave the two brothers to talk. But she was wrong, because Leandro immediately stopped her.

"Where do you think you're going?" He said, dangerously.

"I- I thought you said everyone should leave." She stammered, trembling.

He chuckled lowly, his chuckle held no humour. He slowly turned towards his brother.

"Lorenzo, get out." He said, more like ordered.

"I'm not going anywhere, Andro." Lorenzo said, firmly, surprising himself. It was rare times where you would see Lorenzo standing up to his brother.

"Get out, Lorenzo!" Leandro growled, trying to control his temper. "I'm not going to repeat myself again." He said in a low voice.

Lorenzo sighed. "Fine, I'll leave." He said, passing his brother. "Control yourself. Don't hurt her. Please." He whispered to his brother's ear.

He left them alone and joined the others in the living room. Mind you, there were still dead bodies lying around in the house, so it smelled like blood in there.

Lorenzo met with Maria in the living room, sitting on the couch. He saw how disgusted she was by the bodies. She was frowning. He chuckled and shook his head.

"Hey. You okay?" He asked her.

"No. I still feel like throwing up." She said, with a frown on her face.

He chuckled. "Maria, you've been here for 3 years and you still haven't gotten used to all this?" He said, referring to the bodies and the smell.

She sighed. "Unfortunately, no, I still haven't gotten used to all this." She looked at him. "Are we leaving or are we staying here?"

"Oh, I'm leaving. I don't care if Leandro wants to stay." He said.

Maria sighed. "What do you think he'll do to her?" She asked, referring to Kayleigh.

He sighed and shrugged. "To be honest, I don't know. You know how Leandro gets when he's angry. I just hope he doesn't hurt the poor girl too much."

Maria cringed, just thinking about the angry version of Leandro. She always made sure not to get on his bad side. Everyone did.

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Leandro looked the poor girl straight into the eyes, showing frustration.

Kayleigh's breath hitched as he gently wrapped his hand around her neck, not squeezing or strangling her, just scaring her a little.

He smirked a little after seeing fear in her eyes. That fear in her eyes satisfied him so much.

"How do you know Garcia?" He finally asked.

"I-I don't know him. I swear." Kayleigh replied.

His jaw clenched and he tightened his grip around her neck, strangling her.

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