Eres Mía

~ 29 ~

"Your Mafia stole from us. We want what is ours." He said curtly.

"Your mafia is dying. Where's our money?" I demanded.

"You really think I'd give it to you? You're just one of Lorenzo's fucks." Carlos spat.

I opened my mouth to retaliate but Enzo beat me to it.

"I suggest you watch your words towards my girl. We wouldn't want things to get messy, would we?" He said.

Goddamn.

"Enzo." I called.

He came over to me and asked me what was wrong.

"What if we don't kill Carlos? What if instead, we use him to our advantage against Mozorov and Hernandez?" I asked.

"It's a plan. I'll ask Don and see what he says."

He stepped out to make a quick phone call, so I took my chance and made my move.

I smacked Carlos across the face and then sat in front of him on a barstool.

"To be fair, I wouldn't want you to live since you disrespected me but I think you and I could have some fun."

Carlos looked at me in disbelief.

"You wouldn't do anything. Not whilst
lover boy is out of the room."

In one swift movement, his chair was on the floor and he had his back to the floor and his legs in the air.

"You're gonna return everything you stole and more when we're done with you. Also, I am everything with and without Lorenzo, so don't underestimate me before the little brain you have is splattered on the floor in two seconds."

Lorenzo walked in, his expression unchanged but his eyes dangerous as he interrupted our conversation.

"Don said yes." He mouthed to me.

I smirked, then gave him a nod.

"Turns out I'll have to spare your like after all." Enzo said as he rolled his eyes.

Quickly, he grabbed Carlos and two of Papa's men stepped forward. They took him away, leaving Lorenzo and I alone with the workers of the club.

Together, we cleaned up any mess that was made and restocked alcohols. We readjusted seats and wiped down surfaces, clearing it of any blood.

Later, more workers came in, finishing the job and allowing us to leave. Enzo grabbed my hand and intertwined it with his as he led me out of the club and to his car.
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"You know your heart is mine, and you'll love me... forever." I sang as the song played in the car.

I heard Enzo mumble the words too, as if it was our connection. As the song ended, he placed a kiss on the back of my hand. I smiled at him then realised the car had stopped.

We were back at Nonna's.

I opened the door, stepping in with him to be greeted with 40 or more Mexican men standing in the main room.

They were arguing with one another in Spanish and clearly they were pissed off.

Enzo looked visibly annoyed at the commotion, so I stepped in for him.

"Cállate ahora!!" I shouted, my voice causing all of them to settle down almost immediately. [translation: shut up now!!]

They turned to face me and Enzo and they seemed amused by me.

"¿Que esta pasando?" I asked.
[translation: what is happening?]

"You should watch your mouth little girl; you don't know who you're talking to." a man said as he stepped forward.

I could see the tattoos that crept up his neck from out of his t-shirt and onto his arm. I spotted the flaming skull tattoo and connected the dots as to who was chasing Grace that day.

"No, I think you should watch yours."

"Oh will-"

I grabbed his arm and twisted it around his back. I kicked the back of his leg and he dropped to the floor. I pushed him right down then set my knee on the lower part of his back.

"Yeah, you will. Your jefe is dead, your second in command is in our hands and you are on the floor underneath me. I think you should shut up now and listen to what we have to say." I seethed.
[jefe: boss]

"Couldn't have said it better myself." I heard Lorenzo say.

I got up from the man and helped the man up, after brushing the dust off my clothes.

Suddenly, I felt his arm wrap around one shoulder and he placed a knife on my neck, holding it there close enough for me to feel it.

"Pinche puta."
[fucking whore.]

As I struggled under his grasp, I spoke out in annoyance.

"Really?"

I looked to Enzo and he looked furious.

Tilt your head to the left, he mouthed to me.

Despite being confused, I did as he asked.

I felt the bullet whizz past my head and straight into the man behind me, killing him instantly.

The knife dropped but nicked me slightly causing me to hiss in pain.

Enzo came over to me with a tissue and helped clean the blood even though there wasn't much.

Someone clearing their throat caused everyone's attention to head to the staircase where Papa was standing in a all-black suit.

"You all, sígueme. Tenemos trabajo que hacer."
[translation: follow me. We have work to do.]
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Song: Eres Mía by Romeo Santos if you're wondering what the song is!!
[it's at the top]

ALSO: they didn't... do it. they just cuddled. ;)

I hope you enjoyed this weeks chapter, next chapter should be up on 28.05.21

if you have any questions, feel free to text me or drop them in the comments!!

blessed,
~m