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4 weeks since LA..
I was on cloud nine with Rafael, four weeks of no complications. Absolute bliss it's like we were a normal couple, okay yes there was one or two arguments but there wasn't any kidnappings or killings? That was a good sign wasn't it?
Who am I kidding, the fact that I think that's a positive is terrible. But regardless I was happy and Rafael was happy. I may have overheard Marco saying something about Blackmail, probably to do with someone trying to threaten their organization, I still just wanted to pretend I knew nothing.
Oh and the sęx had been amazing, I'd lost count of the times Rafael couldn't keep it in his pants.
I finally got Amber to go to a spa with me and have one girly day, we talked about everything a part from what she was keeping from me, I knew there was something she wanted to tell me but she was holding back, I didn't want to pry either, I knew she'd tell me soon. She never lasted long with keeping things from me, I just hoped she was okay because for the first time in forever she almost seemed miserable under the act of being happy.
I even caught up with my mother and sister for brunch. My sister of course talking about how wonderful her life was, only I could tell she wasn't looking much herself. I knew she was trying to have baby.. I was almost relieved she wasn't pregnant just yet. I felt like there was more she needed to do before that happened. My mother went on about her friends son that was back in Chicago from New York and staying with Leo, yeah she just couldn't help sliding my ex into the conversation. I gratuitously ignored it.
Everyone most likely has that first love that didn't work out, it's reality. He didn't love me as much as I loved him. That's what didn't work. The fairytale ended and I moved on to my dark knight.
Which brings me to now, Rafael and I were currently walking hand in hand together back from a Greek restaurant that was down the block. He looked mouth watering in a smart fitted black suit, pale grey open colored shirt and the black skinny tie that was around his neck was around his hand.
I was wearing a grey body con dress that fit comfortably, I was feeling good in my skin.
"I think we should try a new restaurant every week." Rafael concluded, after an amazing meal. "I like new things."
"We should try that Korean barbecue that opened up." I agreed, I loved food.. Especially things I never tried.
Rafael smiled to himself, shaking his head at the floor. "Who would of thought I'm in a relationship? Me, Rafael? I guess I can change." He kissed the back of my hand that sent a warmth to my heart. Yep new things.
Rafael stopped outside his building, his hand stiffening. Clearly something wasn't right, ugh not now.
"Go inside, Marcos home. I'll be right up." He told me sternly, not looking at me, but everywhere else. He clearly had to sort something.
I opened my mouth, but he gave me a pointed look that stopped me. I sighed, knowing that I should do what he says. I turned around continuing to walk towards the building. I walked as slow as I could until I got to the door and heard a gunshot.
My immediate reaction was to run to the cause, which was the alleyway next to Rafael and Marcos apartment building. God, it spelt like a sewage.
When I saw Rafael crouching over someone's body, I was relieved.. He wasn't hurt. With his back towards me he grabbed the mans gun with a handkerchief, looking at it for a second and let it sit back with the mans dead hand still holding it.
"Rafael.." My voice couldn't help but crack, it was hard to sound normal.
"Christina, I told you to go inside." He muttered, standing up. "I have to get rid of this by myself, so go inside, please."
He didn't turn around to look at me.
"No. I'm not going anywhere."
His shoulders tensed and I heard him groan. "Go inside, Christina."
"Rafael, I'm not going inside. I'm coming with you wherever you're going." My voice was stern, I made sure to sound stronger than I was so he knew I wasn't backing down.
I watched his head shake and bow. "Fine, go get Marcos car." Rafael mumbled.
I immediately started moving, running up to find Marco on the couch. He told me where the keys were and didn't ask questions since he could see I was in rush.
I walked back out as normal as possible, I got into the black van that apparently was Marcos and reversed into the alleyway, where Rafael immediately started loading the body into the back. I stayed in the drivers seat.
Rafael came to the drivers side, sighing. "Okay get out."
I frowned, he's going to drive off if I get out. "Get in, I'm driving."
"Are you s-"
I stared him dead in the face. "I'm dead serious, get in the other side, I'm driving."
Rafael's sexy face showed humor when he rolled his eyes and shook his head before getting into the passengers side.
"How exactly did you kill him? I didn't see you with a gun." I was confused once I got onto the road.
"I broke his neck. I don't feel like talking so just drive exactly where I tell you." Rafael murmured, every part of his voice was dark and deepened. I was seeing the Rafael that was constantly doing things like this, to him it was work. Getting rid of bodies. You had to have some serious strength to be breaking necks, I glanced at Rafael's build and his hands..
He wasn't massive, he didn't look like a 'bulldog' a guy that was just meaty looking, someone like The Rock.
He wasn't bulky, he look fit and healthy. Under his shirt he was incredibly shredded and ripped. He had a martial arts type of body I guess.
You didn't have to look strong to be strong.
Once we made it to some sort of estate that was an hour away. Rafael wordlessly got out, unloading a shovel and digging a hole next to a tree.
I got out and joined him.
Grabbing another shovel that was in the van.
Rafael looked furious. "No, I'm not letting you lift a finger." He grabbed the shovel out of my hand and put it in the van.
It was an hour and a half later when Rafael made a deep enough hole, he jumped out and pushed the body in. Taking a photo with his phone.
"Why are you taking a phot with your phone?" Did I dare to ask.. I tightened my crossed arms around me, feeling a cold breeze down my back.
He put the phone back in his back pocket, and started filling the hole. "For a lot of reasons like showing Fabio that the job is almost done and to send a message to where the guy came from."
That made sense..
Did I ever feel wrong and dirty hearing stuff like that? A year ago I would not think I'd be here, with a criminal.. It hurt to say it but it was true.
"Are you always going to do this for the rest of your life?" My voice croaked, why did I bother to ask.. He didn't see a future like I did. I wanted a family and kids.. He wanted nothing of the sort.
"I don't have a choice. This is my life." Rafael muttered. "You know this."
"I know.." I mumbled back, continuing to watch him get himself dirty by burying the body.
"Why did you stay, you could of stayed with Marco." He shook his head at me, a distasteful look on his face.
"Because I care about you Rafael, I'm not scared of these parts of you. I knew what I was getting myself into. I'm not going anywhere."
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Ever since that night two weeks ago with Rafael, watching him bury a body. It's like we grew closer.. I know it sounded crazy, I should of ran for my life. How dumb am I for staying with someone like this?
Yeah I loved him, I loved him too much that it hurt. My brain knew what was right, but my heart over powered every sense I had to turn my back and run. Run for a better life, run before it was too late. But the truth was, it was too late, if I ran I would never stop loving him.
He was broken man, he opened up to me, I could never run from him.
He was my Rafael. And I was his. Even though he didn't love me like I did for him. He wouldn't let himself.
But here I was, in my family cabin home. Chicago had soon turned cold now, autumn was in the air. I planned a weekend away for me and Rafael here, we agreed that I would come first since he had things to sort out. So I waited patiently by myself in the warmth and comfort of the home that was rarely used.
It was just off the road in the woods, and there was a small lake just behind the cabin. I enjoyed coming here, since lately as an adult I would just come with friends like Amber.
Speaking of Amber, she had been to a trip to London for two weeks, apparently for a job interview but I had a sense it was to clear her mind also.
Because you wouldn't of guessed what happened..
I had decided to check up on her, she was ignoring my calls for a whole two days, definitely not normal! Amber was always one to call me back or answer my crazy amount of calls.
It worried me, worst case scenario I thought she was dead in her room, I mean common I was hanging around mobsters, it was an option.
I had her favorite chicken pesto pasta and a side of fries in a brown bag, it was from her favorite Italian restaurant that was in the middle of the city.
I was about to open the door with a key she had given me a long time ago when I heard screaming and yelling. Jesus, what was going on.
I swung the door open to see nothing but a clean apartment. A clean one? Amber in a clean apartment? I was stunned..
"I NEVER WANT TO SEE YOU AGAIN! I HATE YOU!" She screeched, I could only see one part of the living room, the other part was blocked by the hallway wall.
My eyes widened when I heard glass break.
I was about to step through the threshold when a man with his head down, almost struggling to put his pants on so he had them hanging but held them with his shirt over his left shoulder.
"GET OUT! WHY DID I EVER START SEEING YOU! YOU'RE A PRICK!" Amber screeched again, and I almost screeched when the man looked up at me with wide eyes.
MARCO??
SMASH. Amber threw a vase full of flowers at him that he ducked skillfully, it landed on the wall behind him.
"Hey, Christina, how are you?" He gave me a smile, picking up his shoes quickly and ran out the door before Amber got her hands on him.
I stood there stunned, I thought something was going on, but not that. They hated each other.. And now I knew why..
So yeah, that's the day I discovered Marco and Amber were fuçking.
I shook my head at the memory, taking a sip of my warm mocha I had made on the couch.
My phone begun to ring, it was Rafael so I answered.
"Are you still at the cabin, Diosa ?" His husky voice was already sending signals to my..
"Yes I'm still here, I won't be going anywhere." I smiled so bright.
"Okay good, I just got held up but I'll be there as soon as possible."
"Okay, see you soon."
I felt giddy, like I was high on life honestly.
The doorbell rang, I guess it was the old lady that lived down the road, whenever she was someone home she'd come over and give us her homemade pies. And damn that were good!
I opened the door but frowned. "Dad, what are you doing here?"
My father stood almost anxiously, a blue linen shirt and black slacks. His hair was a bit crazy too.
"Where's Rafael?" He demanded, looking around the inside.
"Not here." I crossed my arms, is he looking for trouble?
"We're leaving, let's go." He muttered, snatching me by the arm almost painfully and dragging me to his blue SUV.
"Dad what the hell!? I'm not leaving." I tried to dig my heels into the ground but it just didn't work, he was bigger than me.
"We have to! He's going to hurt you! They want us dead!" He yelled shoving me into the car. I immediately tried to unlock the doors but he locked them, by the time he got into the drivers seat we were already driving away.
"No one wants us dead! Are you crazy! Rafael isn't bad!" I screamed at him.
"He's a criminal! For fuçks sake Christina! How naive can you be? Has he ever once said he loves you?"
My heart sunk. NO! I don't care what he has to say.
"You don't know anything! Stop trying to ruin my life and control it!" I almost turned red in frustration. I was happy with Rafael, why would he hurt me?
My dad continued to yell, but I could hear anything.
My heart slowed down when I saw two cars coming towards us, straight at my father car.
"DAD!!" I screeched.
But it was too late, the black SUV and black Maserati came for us.
And then it was black.
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