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"It was wild to think that maybe I could be normal, wild to think that maybe I had left this dangerous lifestyle," I murmured, taking a shot as I turned around only to find the gun pointed to my head.

"You should know by now, love. No one ever escapes..." he said. I once believed that I was his and he was mine but now look at him, a fool with no conscience. 

Or maybe I had lost mine...

"You better aim right and not miss because if you don't... I will kill you myself." I whispered, taking a seat and watching him with a teasing smile.

I knew for a fact that I would never miss.

A young woman on the rise, living a life that most can only dream of. Having no one but her colleagues from childhood. Dreams can only fathom reality until a taste of desire and love changes the rise. 

Having been betrayed, broken, rejected, and lost. Unico finds her purity stained with blood but no regret. In cuffs but no denial. Being sentenced, to tell the truth, therapy may be the only redemption. 

Unico Thora hopes to find a balance between the past and the present as she figures out the lead to her downfall.

Her Minds Instinct

She wished to join her husband in the grave then torture the one that killed him.

Huitaca wanted more in life, wanted more than to simply be one of the mafia's important rubies in this lifetime. She wanted to lavish in love that she had for her children and her husband but there was never time for any of them.

Her daughter was more than a thousand miles away from her, her son lived with his aunt and her husband seemed to always be busy in life. They both were too busy to indulge in each other's affection so now that he was gone and her daughter was still out of contact.

Huitaca wondered what would be the next step be. She didn't want to be angry at Justin but she didn't want him to disappear either. Yet she felt too drained to even come up with a plan on how to torture him.

Chapter Hundred & Twenty-Six: Past: Fire For Fire