"No... You just used me," I accused him with anger welling up in every bit of my system, "I was just one more transaction for your revenge and now, if I'm pregnant... I have to live this pregnancy in the middle of a disaster, in the middle of stress, in the middle of the constant fear that my baby will be known to be a target," I told her with a cascade of tears rolling down my eyes. Nothing is right, I didn't want to bring a child into the world in these conditions, I didn't want to have a child with you, I didn't want to...I alone could not take it anymore and the accumulated, the stress, the compendio collapsed me to a level that I fell on the floor and I started crying long and straight. He, against my will, bent down to box me into his arms, in an attempt to give me a comfort that I was late and that he was torturing me in a way far worse than everything else."I'm going to protect you; I'm going to protect them."I hate you," I said in response to his empty promise despite bein
Surviving a gunshot wound to the damn liver had to be some sort of Guinness World Record or something, what I did know was that I was grateful to God for all the good things He gave me after that. Watching my wife suffer was the worst feeling, so I didn't want to see him, so I swore he would be the best husband, the best person I could be.The process was painful, but it was worth every damn sacrifice to get to the best point of all, to have my family reunited, happy and without wars in between, only peace and happiness, we deserved it more than anything in the world.How do we reach them?Ima was arrested by the FBI, Nyoko could not carry the blame, but the fact of being killed by her own daughter must mean something, it must mean something beyond the nefarious part die, something that undoubtedly did not wish my worst enemy, however, the world was the world, Life was life and the twists of fate could put everything in place.Together with the FBI we dissolved the corrupt clan of the
That was what I loved about her, so when the cake came, she got up she took our princeessa. We sang happy birthday in all three languages, we laughed at everything and even encouraged her to dream of a wish, to believe in the future, in what was to come, so I carried her and with all the love in the world I said:“Juliana, you are the most beautiful thing in the world, the most sacred thing I have, and I promise you that I will take care of you, love you and encourage you throughout my life, in the greatest possible way, so that you can be whatever you want, realize your dreams and become the most special person in this world” dije entre lágrimas y eso la hizo abrazarme con fuerza.He loved her more than anything, all of them.We finished the evening and after dealing with a lot of games, we put the kids to bed and Hani said he would keep an eye on them to make sure everything was okay, so we could have that night of escape we needed. One that served to give me a surprise to the very
AlessioI was in love with her.There was no doubt left when I realized that, regardless of anything else, all I wanted was for her to stay with me so that we could work out the problems, the differences that arose from my ambition and blindness. I saw her pacing nervously, running her fingers through her beautiful dark, long, silky hair with an anxiety that was not only harming her but also damaging me. She was showing me that she was suffering from the many possibilities that were opening up in that moment for both of us.I didn't want her pristine, perfect face to be tainted by doubts.So, I approached her and took her by the shoulders, causing her beautiful brown slanted eyes to look at me with fear, pain, and a lot of resentment. That mix was destroying me from the inside in a way I hadn't anticipated. She was supposed to be just a pawn in this war, a tool that would give me what I needed to carry out my plans, not someone who would steal my heart, my senses, and my mind."We'll
"And does 'happily ever after' really exist?"Melissa's question didn't surprise me; she was a very aware girl, full of doubts, who had witnessed how her family was torn apart by immigration laws. So, I swallowed hard, and seeing the other children waiting for an answer, I knew I had to be clever in how I approached it.Their innocence was a delicate point, one I didn't want to touch, so as I was about to say something, one of them stood up and shook his head forcefully."I'm sorry, Miss Amaya, but that doesn't exist, it's just a fairy tale and nothing more."He left the reading room, leaving me with an audience of furrowed brows."Life isn't entirely happy or entirely bad," I told them honestly. "Every day we live is a mixture of both, and just as there are completely good days, there are also bad or very sad ones. But that doesn't mean we can't always do our best to create our own happy ending."Some of them nodded and thanked me, then they got up from the floor to go do the activit
I remained silent for several seconds, and he encouraged me."Be honest, there's nothing wrong, nothing worse than anything else... We can have varied tastes; just as we can like a classic, we can also enjoy something that critics consider bad, and that's okay.""I like paranormal romance stories, human-alien romances, and mysterious creatures transforming into humans," I said with fear, as people often tended to mock these preferences. "I mean...""You like the dirty aspect of those kinds of relationships, right? Or am I mistaken?"His direct and honest conclusion left me speechless, so I was truthful."I like that those were created by women and tailored to our ideals," I admitted, my face flushed. "Within those ideals, there's pleasure, love, and the needs that most women have when it comes to relationships.""Don't you find that concept naive?" he asked, his tone almost sounding mocking.I furrowed my brow at that."Not because it helps us escape from reality...""But it distorts
"Boss, I have the investigation on the Yakuza oyabun, and you won't believe it if I tell you, so I'm leaving you the photos," said Massimo, my most trusted man.I took the folder from his hands, and inside were the movements of the man I was doing business with: Hiroshi Yagami. He played the role of the oyabun of the largest Asian mafia, one that had taken root in California during the diaspora of the Second World War. Like many others, including the Camorra itself that I currently led, they had claimed territory and established themselves until the place became their home.The Japanese mafia wasn't just closed and secretive; they followed a system and codes of honor that were much more rigid than ours. Unlike us, they had a head figure who served as a father to all their members. After being pursued in Asia, Hiroshi migrated here to delve into the foundations of a place that provided him with most of his profits.In the images, I saw him change clothes, distance himself from his two
"The man arrived alone," pointed out Massimo, my Consigliere, best friend, and advisor. That made me smile with pleasure, and I thought about my final offer: fifty million dollars, unrestricted passage from Nevada to Washington state, access to ports and shipments. All of this in exchange for weapons, drugs, and his withdrawal of support in the midst of the war we would wage—a war in which I needed the others to be left isolated, without anyone extending a helping hand when I came without hesitation to kill him."Do you think he'll accept?" I asked my friend, and he looked at me with a furrowed brow."The man isn't foolish; he knows it's a profitable deal with you. But he's one of those who follow ridiculous codes, so he'll want guarantees. As for that, I'm afraid I can't read minds. He's quite unpredictable in his actions. Most of the time, he follows the council's decisions, but there are moments when he acts on his impulses," he explained matter-of-factly. "Discovering his affair a