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Aubrey's pov"South side of Vino... That's where the Hawks are, yeah- I'll gather couple of my men, to go check it out... Yes sir- I'll appreciate. Yeah." Davy finally dropped his phone, turning to face me. "We have all the support we need... Now, we just have to go there."
Relief settled deep in my stomach. "That's great- when are we going?"
Davy's brows came together. "We?" He asked.
"Yes, I hope you know that I'm coming with, I want to go too." I said.
Davy shock his head several times. "No, no, I won't let that happen, you can't come with us. It's too dangerous."
&41Tyler's pov Alfonso took few steps to his table, his eyes never leaving mine. I could tell by the look on his face that he didn't see this coming, well, he should have known."Tyler? What are you doing?" He asked me, joining his brows together in confusion. "What do you think you're doing?"The chaos downstairs could be heard very clearly, the sound of gunshots here and there."I'm putting an end to this madness." I answered him... "You're going to stop whatever it is that you're planning."He shook his head slowly. "You never understood... Just like always... You were never into all this, the Mafia isn't for you Tyler.
42Aubrey's pov It wasn't a dream.He was here, Tyler goddam Bresfort was standing right Infront of me with a gun pointed to my head, he was right here and it feels like time stopped.Everyone thought he was dead, everyone believed that Tyler finally had a taste of his own medicine... But no... Here he is, staring at me like he was seeing me for the freaking first time...He dropped his gun slowly.I took few steps closer to him, unable to control myself, tears made their way to my eyes, blurring my vision... I lightly pushed his chest, just to be sure."Seriously? You believed?" He finally said...I looked back up at him, shaking my head without control. "No.
EpilogueAubrey's pov6 YEARS LATERHe changed... It was unbelievable but it happened, he stopped the unessecary killings, he stopped the torture and kidnappings, he was really better, we were at peace... Or so we thought...We lived everyday in six years, looking begin our backs, knowing that it is only a matter of time before the Hawks finally strike with full force.But I have no issue with Tyler going into full Mafia mode... Why? Well... I guess it was because Max was way more interested In all this shit than anybody would have thought... He was ever determined to get the parcel back to the Bresforts mob... But it wasn't just to keep it... His main motive was to destroy it.He knew how important it was and how dangerous it would be if the key wa
1Aubrey's povThe sound of Tyler's voice, yelling at the top of his lungs, woke me up from my peaceful slumber. I stirred on his big bed, trying to block out all the noise I was hearing from downstairs.One day, he's going to give himself an early heart attack if he continues like this.Bang!I jolted up from bed immediately, I guess whatever was going on downstairs was getting pretty serious, the sound of the gunshot still resounded around the big mansion.I put on my nightie robe and rushed downstairs."I gave you one job! Just one job and you failed! And I hate failure! I hate failure with everything boiling inside my system!" Tyler's voice grew clearer as I entered into the big living room.I watched as Lucas's left leg bled out.S
2Tyler's pov"Why didn't he come in person?"My voice echoed around my big office, I was currently talking to the secondhand man of another mafia clan, Mr Russo, he was short and bald, he had the kind of discription of a crook.He was a crook, a selfish short dwarf, he was not really a dwarf, but I loved to call him that."Mr Alessandro is busy, and as his second hand man, I'm here to discuss the sale." Mr Russo said.I sat up straight, "what do you know about the parcel?" I asked him, placing my hands on my chin, staring at him with a bored look."I know that the parcel is very important to you, I know that your dad left it for you and you have not figured out how to open it... I know that you can sacrifice your life for it, and i know that you're trying to dupe Mr Alessandro, because you can never let anyone get th
3Aubrey's pov"I still can't believe you're hanging out with that guy?!" Drexel, my best friend said.I rolled my eyes and took a sip of my hot coffee. I was currently in Drexel's apartment, hanging out as usual, Tyler hasn't texted me today, but I know he'll do that soon enough.I was supposed to deliver the parcel today, I still can't believe that I agreed to doing it, I just didn't want to hurt Tyler by saying no; this was the first time he's ever asked me to do something like this.And something inside of me was glad that Tyler trusted me enough to deliver his parcel, I knew how important that parcel was to him... I mean, that was the reason why he killed Simon, my Dad."Tyler's a good guy." I said.Drexel gave me a look that said, 'Really?'I sighed. "Okay, maybe not really good, he's in between the two...
4Aubrey's pov"I love the way you edited these." Mrs Brown said as she stared at my works, her eyes perusing through the papers.Today had been really stressful for me, first, I taught Tyler how to make spaghetti and meatballs and after that, he excused himself, saying that he had business to take care of.I wondered why Tyler would want to learn how to cook? It was so unlike him; okay, fine... Tyler Bresfort was never one to eat outside... He loved his inside food, I sometimes wonder how he managed before I came into his life.The fact that Tyler Bresfort wanted to learn how to cook was so unexpected, but Tyler being Tyler, he never does anything without reason and me being me, I submitted to whatever he wanted."I'm glad you like it, Mrs Brown." I said, a small smile was plastered on my face.Mrs Brown had being my long-time
5Aubrey's povI paced back and forth in the holding cell, thinking of ways to get out of this mess, why did I ever agree to this shit! I still can't believe that Tyler would do such a thing to me! How could I ever think that Tyler would entrust his parcel to me?You're so foolish Aubrey!Why did I get myself involved with a man as selfish as Tyler Bresfort?! Was i blind? Did he put me in some kind of sex charm? Why did I let myself get used like this?What would become of me now? Will I ever get out of here? How many years would I serve in jail? Three years? Four years? Ten?No no noI raked my hands through my hair harshly! I hate myself so much! I hate myself for getting involved with that narcissistic bastard!"What was I thinking?" I voiced out.I should have listened to Amelia!