Chapter 22.

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Entering the kitchen I see mama cooking breakfast while papa and Luca converse with one another

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Entering the kitchen I see mama cooking breakfast
while papa and Luca converse with one another.

It's been a long time since I've woken up to this. Family Time

"Morning Familia" I walk over to the table and kiss papa and Luca on the cheek. Grabbing food I kiss mama on the cheek and sit at the table

"Morning hija" mama and papá say in unison

"Morning lulu" Luca says white a mouthful of eggs. Sitting down I pinch his cheeks

"Don't speak with your mouthful pequeño" immediately after he opens his mouth and shows me his food

"Nasty little boy" I scold him while mama and papa laugh with one another. Immediately we start talking with one another about everything and anything

"So this guy you called to investigate on this person, who is he?" papa ask after I took Luca to his room

"I don't care who he is, as long as he find's this bastard and we kill him, I will be happy" mama voices out her opinion. Mama is just like me, protective of her family she has already lost half of her family she doesn't want to lose us as well.

"how can we trust him" papa says toward mama. Papa's trust is hard to get he barely trust anybody that isn't blood, I don't blame him we've been fucked over many times by people who we thought we're family.

"Papa he's an old associate of mine and I've went to him before for some help. you know I don't trust anybody but he's been very good help to me" I reassured him. no doubt I don't trust anybody if I did he would've handle business with my papa instead of myself but no one is getting closed to my family

"Why haven't I met him" he asked while giving me a skeptical look.

Uhh he asks to many question

"Because if you did you would've killed him. He's a narcissist and a asshole but sadly he's a smart asshole" I deadpanned. that's a half of the truth, this person knows how to press people buttons I'm shocked I still haven't killed him and I know damn well if he has a conversation with papa he would die right on the spot

"Fine just make sure we get info, I don't need people thinking they can attack us and making us seem weak" he has a fiery look in his eye but I can see past his facade, I see the sadness and the vulnerability

Grabbing his shoulder I look him in his eye "Nothing will happen to us and I will get this pedazo de mierda and kill him, lo prometo" he pull's me into a hug and kisses the crown of my head

(Piece of shit, I promise)

Separating from the hug I look over at mom and see sorrow in her eyes, walking over to her I pull her into a hug and whisper in her ear "Prometo que nada le pasará a esta familia mientras yo viva"

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