74

LORENA

“We have to kill all the Mobster Kings tha have been promise girls.”

“Are you suicidal?” I understood her hesitation.

After all, the family I was supposed to be sold into was has been known for their cruelty, ruthlessness and bloodthirst. The Santos family.

“We’d have to kill them all at the same time; otherwise, they’d hunt us down. And Lorena , they wouldn’t just kill us.”

I watched her expression, fear coloring her features.

She was right. They wouldn’t just kill us. They’d make us regret ever being born. The word was they tortured their enemies for years.

“I know,” I murmured. “But what other way could we ensure they never get their hands on us?” I took a deep breath in and then slowly exhaled.

“Gabriella, if they get their hands on us, we are dead anyhow.”

“Fuck.” I agreed with that word exactly. Either way, we were fucked, and we’d have to go into a lifetime of hiding.