Crimson Revenge

Crimson Revenge

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WARNING ⚠️ this is a sequel to my book Chasing red dawn so If you haven't read it yet then check that out first. "She is mine." Alejandro growled with pure vengeance in his voice as he cocked his gun while pointing it toward Gio. "She's not your property Vargas." Gio bit out as he clenched his jaw while holding his position and pointing his gun as well. He slowly moved a couple more steps toward us and I could feel Alejandro's grip on me getting tighter. "Shut up. I know she still loves me. We are meant to be together." Alejandro bit back with delirious eyes. "No. She doesn't want you anymore. She wants to be with ME. So just give it up." Gio scoffs. "LIAR!" Alejandro yells before shots are fired. Calina's whole life had turned into a living hell when her abusive ex fiancé Alejandro had once again found her and this time it wouldn't be so easy for her to escape. The only thing keep her from breaking once again is knowing that Gio is out there and hoping his love was strong enough to find her.
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𝐉𝐚𝐬𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐏𝐞𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐚 I downed a shot of tequila, allowing the burning liquid to slide down my throat and settle in my stomach. I deserved to have some fun without boundaries. I poured a second glass and it disappeared as quickly as the first. Then came the third, fourth and fifth. Still I wasn't satisfied. My landlady was a bitch, I was fired and my boyfriend cheated on me. My nerves were shot to hell! My eyes lazily scanned the nightclub as I consecutively downed my sixth shot for the evening. Life's a bitch. 𝐕𝐚𝐥𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐨 𝐆𝐮𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐞𝐫𝐨 I sat in the VIP section of the club, a glass of vodka in my hand as I watched the woman several yards away drowning herself in tequila. My lips curled in amusement. The red dress she wore showed a generous amount of cleavage, her ass was ripe and full, begging to be groped. She looked to be eighteen. I wondered what a pretty thing like her was doing in a place like this, drinking like there was no tomorrow. Not that it was any of my business. Women came, got laid and wasted in this nightclub every night. Nothing special to see here. "Muori figlio di puttana." I pulled the trigger on my gun and shot the Mexican in the head after he was caught stealing coke from my warehouse. Blood splattered everywhere, staining the walls and my designer suit. I tucked my gun back in my pocket and left the ally. "He killed a guy!" I shrieked as I turned to run away from there as fast as possible. Just as I was about to run back inside, a large hand clamped around my neck and I was pressed up against a rock solid chest. My jaw was caressed by - a gun!? "Going somewhere piccola?" a deep voice whispered in my ear. "Let me go, you sick twisted bastard!" I growled. "Feisty and a foul mouth. I like it," he chuckled. "You killed someone! I'm calling the cops!" I shouted. "Princess I own the cops," he said, stroking my face, "and now I own you. Say goodbye to your ol

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