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CHAPTER FIFTY-NINE
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The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER SIXTY
IT'S JUST DREAMING AND DREAMING DOESN'T PAY ANYTHING!"I want to repeat a few more times how much I love you," Túlio said as Cloe rested on his chest after they had made love again and the early morning was already high. She smiled and looked at him."Know that I will never tire of hearing that.""Neither will I of repeating it.""I love you too, love, very much.""But I need to be honest with you," he sat up in bed, leaning his back against the headboard and his expression suddenly becoming serious. Cloe knew they had to talk about it, as much as it would hurt her. They had to start over with an open game, they couldn't pretend and ignore everything that had happened. Their relationship wouldn't sustain if they swept under the rug what had happened. "When I found out what happened to you, I went insane and instead of supporting you, I ran away. I ran away like a damn coward! I spent a few days getting drunk in a hotel and Shay, I still don't know how, showed up at the hotel and I was
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER SIXTY-ONE
ANIMAL RACESThey returned from their mini-vacation happy and as the couple they were before everything happened and separated them. Tulio wanted to make it up to her for having distanced himself from her during moments when she needed him so much, and everything was so good. Cloe, in turn, was doing the same for him, and they were living in a cocoon of love and fantasies. She loved him and demonstrated it in every way. It sustained her to love him, and it filled her heart to be loved by him."Grandma, you needed to have seen the scene Cloe made when the plane took off and landed," he told his grandmother when they arrived, and Cloe laughed and gave him little punches."Liars, Layla, I didn't make any scene! He's exaggerating. I was scared, of course, it gives you butterflies in your stomach! But I sat quietly in my seat, praying softly.""Oh, I would definitely make a scene like that! I would only get on a plane if they drugged me!" Layla laughed at the two of them."Right? Even thou
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER SIXTY-TWO
HALF A BOTTLE OF WINE…After making love and both thinking, without commenting, that every time they made love it was even better than the last, they smiled satisfied with Tulio still on top of her, their bodies sweaty, their breath still returning to normal. He kissed her once more, and when he was about to get off her, she held him, still inside her, and gave him another hot kiss."I'm too heavy, love. I'm afraid I'll hurt you," he said affectionately and rolled to the side, taking her in his arms.Endorphins and adrenaline still ran through their veins, and they were joyful after the sex, and he chuckled softly."What are you thinking about?" she asked, propping herself up on one elbow and looking deep into his eyes, which were still dilated."How much I love you.""Oh, tell me more about it. I never get tired of hearing it."He turned over onto his stomach with her lying on his chest and smiled again."Can I confess something to you, from the bottom of my heart?" he asked, strokin
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER SIXTY-THREE
TAKE GOOD CARE OF HER, PLEASETúlio and Cloe made love almost every time they were alone, never getting tired of each other, and the guy was living his best moment. The best moment of his life. He would wake up in the middle of the night and watch her sleep, and love would overflow from his heart, just like it did from hers."Who started it?" she asked, laughing one early morning when they woke up making love."I thought it was you. I woke up halfway through!" he replied."No, it was me who woke up when I was already cumming.""It doesn't matter, love, we have a unique coordination. What matters is that I was inside you, and waking up like that is the best feeling in the universe, damn it!" he said, and she clung to him, agreeing that it was truly magical and surreal."Does she understand what we're doing?" she pointed to Ant, who was sleeping in her doghouse in the room. It was winter, and the little dog refused to sleep outside when it was cold or raining, and on that particular day
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER SIXTY-FOUR
COVARDY"Tulio, don't hang up, please!" It was the first thing Shay said when he answered, and he groaned at the sound of her voice. He was looking at the square, and his love was waiting for him there. Something told him he should hang up, that this crazy woman would only bring him trouble. But just as he was about to end the call, she said, "I need you. I know I shouldn't be calling you, and I swear if I could, I would never call you again. I hope you and Cloe are happy, I swear to you, but this one last time, help me!"He listened to her, but he saw Cloe waiting for him with that wonderful smile he loved so much. God, how he loved this woman! Cloe ran across the square, and he smiled, imagining what she would do. She went to the fountain and bent down, taking a little yellow flower from the garden and putting it behind her ear, and something inside him clicked.He saw her exactly as he had the first time, when she was playing the piano so many years ago. In that little room with a
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER SIXTY-FIVE
WHERE ARE YOU?Cloe woke up an hour after Túlio had gotten up and called out to him. She got up, stretching like a cat and smelled freshly brewed coffee. She sat at the table and opened the door for Ant, who scratched at the wood, asking to come in:"He left you outside, my sweetheart? Have you eaten?" As the little dog didn't complain of hunger, she knew Túlio had already fed her. She spread some jelly on a piece of toast and, after having her coffee, went out onto the balcony with the dog close behind. She saw Túlio's phone on top of her piano and was surprised because he never left without it. He must be nearby and would be back soon. She got dressed to go to the gym and took Ant for a walk after putting on her workout clothes. She left the dog at home and went down to the gym, where she stayed for two hours. She returned exhausted, took a shower and saw that Túlio's phone was still in the same place, indicating that he hadn't come home yet. Strange. She then called Gringo, and hal
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER SIXTY SIX
ALL VERY FASTLayla screamed when she saw the girl's shocked expression and assumed that Túlio's grandson was dead, that she had received even worse news, and fell to her knees. Cloe then straightened up. She had to be strong for her, for Túlio's grandmother."They found out that they ambushed him, Layla. Jânio's men got him, and that's all Gringo knows. He's going to the office to explain it to us better. Let's go!"Layla quickly got up, and the two of them left the house to meet the men.But just as they were reaching the gate, they came face to face with Shay, and Cloe's blood boiled. Of all the people she wanted to see now, Shay was the last, and she wasn't in the right state of mind for it.Cloe even forgot that Layla was by her side and drew her gun from her waist, aiming it right at the girl's forehead."Get out of my way, Shay, or I'll shoot you!" Layla had never seen her in action, never seen the complete transformation of the girl. One minute she was crying desperately, the
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER SIXTY-SEVEN
A LOVE SONG FOR YOU As everything happened very quickly, Gringo had to attend to Cloe while his men spun their tires beside them and raced off. At the same time that they barely had time to attend to Cloe, Paco's truck also took off and they didn't even have time to get there, as they were several good meters away from the shed and Sopapo, Cannibal, and the others went back in while leaving Gringo with an unconscious Cloe. But when they arrived at the shed, nothing. Neither Túlio was injured, nor shot, nor anyone. Cloe came to and her lament sounded more like that of a wounded animal. Her cries were painful and chilling, and Gringo had never felt so powerless in his life. From where they were, Cloe and he hadn't seen who shot Túlio. They suspected it was Jânio, but they weren't sure because they couldn't see well. "What will I tell Layla? How will I live after this?" Cloe no longer groaned or lamented, but lying on the red dirt ground, she screamed at the top of her lungs, inconsolab
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