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The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER THIRTY-NINE
RELIVING THE PAINCloe was devastated that he had found out, especially in this way Gringo held her by the waist, preventing her from getting in the middle of the two, fearing she would be hit by Túlio's uncontrolled blows. Everyone on the street looked astonished. Other people from nearby streets had been warned and came to see what was happening."You're despicable!" Túlio yelled as he beat him. "This is low even for you! You're not a respectable cannibal, you don't deserve anyone's trust!"Cloe managed to break free from Gringo's tight grip by biting his hand and jumped on Túlio's back, pulling him down. It was only when she ripped his shirt that she managed to get him off of Túlio."Love, let's go, please, enough!" She shouted so much that her throat hurt, but she finally managed to calm him down.He didn't look at her or anyone when he left, walking to the open car that Gringo and his friends had arrived in. Gringo threw him the key, he got into the car and left alone."Leave hi
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER FORTY
I AM SORRY…Shay, like everyone in the community, had heard about the beating that Tulio had given to the mafioso from another gang, and she also knew the reason behind it. Since then, she had been looking for Tulio like a crazy person. Of course, she didn't tell anyone, but she wanted to know where he was. She had passed by his house and his grandmother's house, but there was no sign of him in the whole neighborhood. She had been following him for two days until on the third day of her search, she managed to get his number from one of the boys in the shop."Are you crazy, girl? What are you doing?" Rafa, the new kid in the shop, who was only new to the job, as he was already 21 years old, his face covered in pimples, spoke only in slang, and she noticed how he looked at her breasts when he saw her passing by. He told her when she asked him if he knew where Tulio was. "The boss hasn't been around these days since he fought with Janio. I don't know where he is, you know? I wouldn't e
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER FORTY-ONE
GREAT SOBRIETYDisturbing dreams filled Túlio's sleep all night long. As he hadn't been sleeping well for days, even though he was drunk and feeling very sick and tired, he slept at least two hours that time. It felt so real to have loved Cloe again. To feel her skin in his hands, feel her kisses, her response. Before opening his eyes to a monstrous headache, as he already felt it lurking, behind his eyes were only pain and dryness. His head throbbed and spun. He imagined that if he opened his eyes and focused them, the pain would explode. Why was he doing this to himself? He thought despondently.His mouth was bitter, his throat so dry that it gave him the impression that his tongue had doubled in size and lay thick and sticky in his mouth. Was it really a dream? Were they okay again, Cloe and him? Had she forgiven him for being damn insensitive? Had she forgiven him for so many cruelties he had been doing to her? The feeling in his body was that they had made love hours ago and that
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER FORTY-TWO
A LITTLE BIT OF LAP"Cloe, on the other hand, was lamenting, her mind seemed scattered, endless longing for her love. Where was Túlio? The expression on his face when he found out she had been raped crossed her mind, and as incredible as it might seem, she felt ashamed! She felt so small. He shouldn't make her feel ashamed. Even though she knew that, even though she knew she had nothing to be ashamed of, that was the feeling. Had his feelings for her changed? This reinforced within her, Túlio's absence only showed and reinforced her feelings that he no longer liked her, that he no longer loved her, him not coming home, only showed that this was it, that maybe he no longer loved her. Where was Túlio? Where was he? Sadness consumed her. She asked Sopapo and Cannibal to look for him, but either they didn't obey her order or they already knew where he was and left their boss alone. The expression of pity on the faces of her now best friends and Túlio's companions left her even more hurt a
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER FORTY-THREE
LIFE, BEFORE AND AFTER.After talking with Layla, Cloe felt a bit more relieved. She already loved the woman, who she considered her grandmother, but now she loved her even more. She arrived home feeling more upbeat and willing to give her relationship with Túlio another chance. Layla was right and knew him well. She said he was confused and suffering as much as she was. He hadn't changed, gone through so much, and become a member of the gang just to give up now. Everyone goes through difficulties in life. She was stronger now. With Milla's help, who was happy to see how excited she was, she did a major cleaning in her house, went to the market, and bought a piece of meat to roast. She gave Ant a bath, and while the meat cooked, releasing a delicious smell, she chatted with Milla, paying attention to every noise, thinking it might be her beloved returning."Where do you think he is?" Milla asked, offering her a glass of wine and peeling potatoes that would be added to the meat in the
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER FORTY-FOUR
PASSION FOR DORAMAS.Cloe didn't stay in the office they usually met for long. Within the community, there was what they called the "office," where Sopapo, Cannibal, Gringo, Tulio, and her made decisions. Only a few people had access to the place. Many went there to look for them, but most of them would call Gringo when they wanted to arrange something, ask for something, or clarify any doubts about the gang. Before they lived together, Cloe and Tulio's house served as the "office," but now they met there.From everyone's expression, she knew Tulio had been there. She didn't mention his name, said what she needed to say and left. She went to Milla's house and told her she had been at the office."Was he there?" Milla asked."No, I think he had just left, judging by the boys' faces.""Take a break, friend.""That's all I've been doing, Milla. So, any news about Shay?""Oh, yeah, she's fine now. Flora said she didn't need to be hospitalized. Doctor Zaquim saw that it wasn't very serious
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER FORTY-FIVE
STYLISH"Let's sit over there," Cloe pointed to a small park farther away, in the front block where she knew the cameras couldn't catch them. She knew well the range of the cameras in the block and didn't want anyone at the office to see them talking.She felt heavy-hearted and had a bitter taste in her mouth, a sense that something was going to happen, that Shay would say something that would hurt her deeply.She walked, and the girl followed closely.They sat on a bench in the square. Shay crossed one leg over the other, and before she could say anything, Cloe asked her:"Why are you dressed like that?""Like what? Like you used to dress before looking like this freak show?"She started hitting hard. Cloe felt the blow and saw that it wasn't her imagination that the girl was dressed like her, imitating her."I don't look like a freak show.""No? Do you seriously not think you've looked like a freak show for years? Don't you look in the mirror, girl?""Why do you pursue me, why have
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER FORTY-SIX
REPREHENSION.Cloe slept like a tranquilizer that Milla put in her mouth, even though it was weak and low-dose, it worked to relax her a bit. The past stressful situation also contributed, or else Milla wouldn't have let her go after Shay.Milla was boiling with anger. They had known Shay for over a decade and she knew that Shay did it on purpose and out of pure malice. It had been the same with Miranda.Miranda had moved to the neighborhood six years ago and Shay had chased her until the girl gave up and left. Shay picked on her, calling her stuck-up and snobbish just because the girl wasn't born and raised there. She had problems with that, she was territorial and didn't accept anyone entering the neighborhood or getting close to someone important there. Like Cloe. Shay couldn't accept that Cloe had caught Túlio's interest.Miranda had approached Gaspar and even though she had never noticed him before he became interested in Miranda, Shay couldn't accept it and tormented the girl to
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FINAL ENLACE "Layla, do you think I should wear white?" She asked the lady who was walking through the dress store with her mother, pulling the hem of one dress after another. "I think your mother is right in saying that you can choose whatever color you want, Cloe. It's your wedding, and I believe it's the only one you'll have." "Yes, the only one. Unless one day we marry again, Túlio and I, and renew our vows." "I think vow renewals are so beautiful," Liz said. "Listen to your heart, my dear. How did you imagine marrying Túlio, in white, ivory, or off-white?" "When I met him and fell in love, I imagined marrying him in white, actually." "Well, then get married in white, my dear. Just like you imagined marrying him." "Oh, but I don't know. I'm no longer a young girl, and I have a grown son. Don't you think it's strange? Please tell me the truth!" "Oh, sorry, but I have to interfere!" One of the lovely saleswomen in the store, Sônia, joined the conversation. "Your mother and gr
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER EIGHTY-ONE
EVOLUTIONNow there he was. Years later, with Jânio dead, Paco dead. It took him years to eliminate one by one the powerful men he wanted to avenge Paco's death.Eliminating Paco was easier than he had supposed, simpler than eliminating Jânio, but what made it more difficult and complicated was that with the fall of the mob boss, he had to hide and keep constant watch over Cloe and her son and grandmother. And it was a great torture to stay away from his son and Cloe and still have to keep them safe, and it was almost impossible for him to trust their lives and safety to others. But there was nothing he could do about it, since if he appeared, many could die.And it was worth it. Seeing Cloe after so many years, seeing her fall to her knees relieved, crying and saying she loved him, made everything worthwhile. Now he was the leader. He was in Paco's place. And at this very moment his son slept in between him and Cloe and he felt suffocated looking at the two of them there. Túlio Filho
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER EIGHTY
THE FALL OF ONE MORE PAWNBefore he died, the last thing he heard was the voice of his beloved. The voice of the only man she had ever loved."For God's sake, Shayenne, don't do this!" - and that was the only time he called her that, and she let out a choked laugh and replied only in her mind, "I finally touched you, huh?" - that's what she wanted to say to him, but she didn't say it, her mouth didn't open to speak. She was done here. This was where their friendship and complicity ended, and then the explosion almost made his ears bleed, his eardrums hurt with the noise of the blast.And Shay was gone. She sacrificed herself for him. Paco wouldn't know he was alive. He had not been alerted by Jânio thanks to Shay.From where he was, Túlio couldn't see anything, but the crackling of the fire was very audible in his headphones, and he fell to his knees more than a hundred kilometers away from where Shay had lost her life."Oh, God," he exclaimed with a choked voice.So much death, so mu
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER SEVENTY-NINE
SHAYHer joy was short-lived. She felt relieved when she saw the car go up in flames and Tulio spoke on her earpiece:"Shay, the first bomb is done. Do you think we should detonate the second one?"Mysteriously, a van was coming down the dirt road where they were and it made her stomach churn. She did not expect Jânio to have left more men on alert, and apparently, they were coming from the farmhouse, alerted by the explosion. The second detonator was in her hands. "Wait!" she said to Tulio.To her complete amazement, she heard Jânio's cough and the guys who got out of the van next to the upside-down smoking car. One of them shouted:"The boss is alive! Help me get him out of the wreckage!"Tulio could also hear through Shay's earphones and became desperate. The driver of the car where Shay was also got out of the car with a fire extinguisher in hand, and screams could be heard from inside the burning car. Shay looked at everything without believing that her and Tulio's well-planned p
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER SEVENTY-EIGHT
SHAYShe no longer tried to seduce Tulio. That phase was already over. She joined him for revenge. Yes, both wanted revenge, pure and simple.When she visited him at the cabin, and now that the critical moment of his health had passed, now that he was out of danger, stronger and even exercising to recover the muscles atrophied by months without using them, the old man, Camilo was his name, had already become friends with the two. Camilo was no longer afraid of the strange girl. Shay no longer scared him and she laughed when he told them that he imagined that as soon as Tulio recovered, she would kill him:"Well, you should be afraid of him," she laughed and pointed at Tulio, "He's a thousand times more dangerous than me. Why do you think I asked you to take care of him?"Mr. Camilo widened his eyes at Tulio, who waved his hand, indicating that she was lying."It's true, sir Camilo. He is none other than the famous Incendiary Boy - and seeing that the man did not know who he was talkin
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER SEVENTY-SEVEN
SHAY Shay thought Gringo and Sopapo were going to kill her when they found out she had been involved with Jânio in order to get Túlio. She was waiting only for Cloe's order. She saw in the eyes of the three men, Túlio's closest, best, and most loyal men, the desire they had to kill her. Nothing would stop them from killing her with refined cruelty, and she knew they would take turns inflicting as much pain on her as they could. But that was the first time she felt tenderness for Cloe. All the harm she had wished upon the girl fell apart at that moment. The pain she saw on the girl's face hit her deeply in the heart and soul. The emptiness, the discouragement, and the genuine pain she saw written all over the girl's face whom she tried to imitate tore her apart. And she could apologize, but she didn't deserve forgiveness. How could she have never seen this? Or had she seen it and not cared? Why had she done this to someone who had done nothing to retaliate? What was a broken finger w
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER SEVENTY-SIX
REMINDSTulio could not forget, there was no way to forget every step he took away from Cloe. He was completely happy to have her by his side and would soon see their son. He thanked the heavens for her having their son during the years they were apart. For many years, he hid and had only insane thoughts of hatred, death, and revenge. His heart was bitter. The nonconformity of what had happened, there were many bad thoughts that he had and what kept him above the quagmire was thinking of his Cloe, their son, and his grandmother. Many years were unjustly taken from him of being by the side of the people he loved. He remembered when he saw her years later, when he could finally leave his hiding place and see her, even from afar, it soothed his heart and validated the love he felt for her. There was also guilt, of course he had, had and still had.Tulio blamed himself for putting Cloe in his life, a life she did not deserve, and had caused her a lot of pain. He took her away from her hap
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER SEVENTY-FIVE
THIS LINK WILL NEVER BE BROKENThere was her good friend, and Cloe started crying again as she hugged the woman. Layla was much older now, and as Cloe hugged and kissed her all over her face, she noticed the extra years on the old lady. Her fingers, once so agile, were now twisted with arthritis and she seemed more hunched over than before. Signs of senility peppered her skin and Cloe loved feeling the smell of rue that seemed to be forever ingrained in the old woman.She had so much to tell her, but before anything else, before telling her so many things that had happened to her in those ten years, she opened her phone and showed her pictures of her grandson. Layla cried like a child, her hands trembling as she held the phone and watched video after video of her grandson."He looks so much like his father," she said, repeating it over and over again as she eagerly looked at the photos and videos. "Even his voice reminds me of Túlio at that age.""He's also named Túlio, Layla!" she to
The gangster and the pianist CHAPTER SEVENTY-FOUR
I LOVE YOU SO MUCHShe cried and smiled at the same time. She thought she was going crazy, that she must be going crazy! Sitting on the ground with both hands on her head, her voice lost, and Túlio, her Túlio, the love of her life, was coming towards her. He walked up to her with that walk she knew so well. A movie played in her head as he walked towards her. That same smile that made her fall madly in love with him. He was older, his hair was cut differently, but it was him. She would recognize him anywhere, even in the midst of a crowd she would recognize him.Nothing else existed, only him coming to her, and through the curtain, the veil of tears, she looked at him and all she wanted to scream was that she loved him!Túlio knelt down beside her, took her face in both hands, kissed her lips and pulled away, but she wanted more. She wanted him to never stop kissing her. But he needed to tell her something first:"Love, it's very important that I tell you something. What I'm going to
