HONEYBUN97

He wasn't always like this... was he? 

Was it a specific moment that led to where we are today? 

Was I too blind to see through his façade? 

Was I blind enough to overlook his sociopathic, sadistic tendencies? 

No answers, I have no answers. 

But it doesn't matter anymore. Neither of us are the same people we once were. It's too late for him and I. We can't turn around from the grave sins we've committed. 

He's the monster I loved once but now, he's the spawn of Satan himself. I was once the girl he supposedly loved but now... I'm just an object of his torments. 

"You really think you'll be able to leave me?" The sinister look in his eyes keep me alert. 


"No," I answer truthfully as the blood dripping down my skirt.  "You will keep me alive till my heart bleeds for you. Until you break me completely and that's when I'll take my last breath that takes me away from the man who created hell on earth for me; and that's when I'll leave you, forever."

Mafia’s Wicked Love

"Excuse me," I call out to the driver.

"If it's alright with you answering, how is Frank's condition?" I ask.

At first, there's silence. He's probably pondering whether to answer the question or not.

"He's a tough man," he finally answers. "This isn't his first time being injured and it's minor compared to what he's experienced."3m

"Oh, okay. Thank you," I settle back down in my seat. Minor compared to what he's experienced? He does seem to have a hefty amount of scars that I've noticed. I wonder if Alejandro has injured or hurt himself during confrontations. He doesn't seem like the type to let a single scratch graze his skin. Speaking of Alejandro... he did not look pleased once he was back from wherever he went.

CHAPTER 15