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WARNING: This story contains mature themes and is intended for mature readers. There is mention of drug use, prostitution, human trafficking, and violence. __________________________________________________________________________________ Five," I said. "Five what, Edwin?" He asked. "Four." "You stupid boy," he said, pushing the barrel of the gun further under Isabella's chin. "Three...Two..." "Father?" Noah said. "One," I said, snapping my fingers. All hell broke loose. My sight, my focus was on one thing. All the noise around me, everyone else, vanished. With each step I took towards them, Dante's eyes widened in fear. "Shoot her," I said, as I stood next to them, looking down at him. I couldn't bare to look at her, not now. "Come on. Dante, pull the trigger," I insisted, placing my own gun in between his eyes. "Do it." "Edwin, please," Isabella cried softly. Her hand grabbed onto my pants, pulling tightly. "Isabella, look at me," I said. My eyes remained on Dante. I fired the shot. His blood splattered on both Isabella and I. Isabella didn't move to get up. Her whole body was shaking, she was breathing very hard. I grabbed a hold of her lifting her up off of the dead body. "I got you, dolcezza," I said, holding her as close to me as I possibly could at this moment. "Make it stop, please," she cried, putting her hands over her ears. __________________________________________________________________________________ Hi guys.This is my first story. I have thought all through it. Please comment share and vote on my story. Sorry for any grammatical mistakes I hope you all like it.
CHAPTER 1
