𝘀𝗲𝗿𝗲𝗻𝗱𝗶𝗽𝗶𝘁𝘆

I still couldn't understand why he wasn't scared or even flinching as I pointed a goddamn gun at his forehead "Aren't you afraid of death?" I said with a confused frown.

The way his olive eyes stared at me always made me feel something I could not explain in words. And now it was much worse. "Not really," His gaze suddenly began to soften "But if I die at your hands, I will gladly go to hell."

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Matteo Emiliano Bianchi. The son of the man who ended the lives of my parents and I, Jolene Dina Diaz, was happily willing to make his life hell, just as his father had made mine and my brother's.

!! Disclaimer = English isn't my first language so please I apologize in advance for any mistake.