Siempre Mío

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Lucía POV

I stood with my back pressed to the wall, checking around the bend of the building to ensure the guards that would've been stationed there had since left.

With the gun raised near my face, I checked both my left and right side to confirm no one was following me and advanced on.

"там!!"
[translation: there!!]

I turned to see a fist flying towards my face and I ducked quickly as the person let out a cry.

The impact between his hand and the wall behind me had his fist in a bloody mess so I used the time to quickly knock him off his feet and kill him off before any more of his men showed up.

Unfortunately for me, he was already surrounded by many other men and with the limited supplies I had, my supplies being only my legs and my right hand, I was in a bit of trouble.

I looked down and the man's body on the floor and saw the metal of a gun glinting in the moonlight, so I tried to reach for it but was immediately thrown against the wall aggressively.

I felt winded and tried to swing at the man standing in front of me before his large hands pressed themselves against my shoulders, pinning me to the wall behind me.

"держать ее."
[translate: hold her.]

The large man stepped back and took out his phone whilst another man came and kept me pinned to the wall.

I analysed his body language and realised by the look on his face that he was nervous.

The way he stood with his legs slightly apart to ground himself gave me an opportunity that wouldn't happen very often.

I kicked him right in the balls and he dropped me as he groaned in pain. I used it to kick him to the ground then kill him off with the gun I had finally picked up.

Just as I was about to aim and shoot at the large man on his phone, three gunshots from behind me startled me and the gun in my hands almost slipped and fell.

I caught it quickly and ducked, turning in the direction of the shots to see who the shooter was, then realised that none of the shots had been aimed at me.

"Lucía?? Is that you?"

"Don't take another step." I shouted at the person coming towards me, their hood up as they moved closer. "Take the hood off and out your hands in the air."

I aimed the gun directly at their forehead until the hood fell and their hands went up.

"Dios mio, you took your time." I scoffed.

"Yeah well last time we tried looking for you, you didn't want to be found." Lorenzo stated bluntly.

"Fair enough." I shrugged.

"Come on, let's go." He said, turning back the way he came as he pulled out his phone and tapped out a message before pocketing it again.

"Lorenzo, hang back a little. I need to talk to you."

The rest of his group got the message and quickened their pace, stepping a few metres further than us and Lorenzo slowed to match my walking pace.

"I... I know it's been a long time. I have many regrets, and you know that. But I hate the fact that you won't give me a chance."

"I am giving you a chance. You talking to me now is your chance, Lucía."

"You and I both know that this is hardly a chance for me to make things right. There's nothing I can do in this small window of time that could make up for everything that has happened."

"Did you ever think about what would happen if your plan didn't work? If the Russians found you faster than expected and made their move on your entire family?" Lorenzo shook his head.

"That was a risk I was going to have to take. You know that the entire mafia was in more danger with me being there."

"You keep saying the same thing to me Lucía. The mafia would've been in more danger. I know that. But we could've worked it out together."

"I know, amor. I know that, and you're right. I should've spoke to you or my father about it. I could've saved a lot of time. But you have to understand that when I found out that information, I had to make a decision, then and there. I had no time to think about it, I didn't have a few days to sleep on the options I had because there weren't many."

A moment of silence came over us both, and neither of us looked at one another until Lorenzo spoke up.

"I'm sorry."

I turned to him and looked up at him.

"I'm sorry too."
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