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Cataleya Valentina Velez:

'What do we do now?' Neveah asks, looking at Brandon. How are they not freaking out?!

My heart is racing like crazy and I don't know what to do. At least I didn't scream this time. I knew that if I made a sound, they would come running in here and we would be screwed.

We're screwed either way.

'We need to get back to the others, otherwise, they'll suspect something.' Brandon says, putting his gun back in his back pocket. I stare at the gun in my hand and take a deep breath. 'Cataleya, we have to get back. We need you to act as if nothing happened.'

I look at Neveah and take a deep breath, trying to calm down. Stressing won't help. It'll get us killed.

So instead of panicking, instead of reacting to what just happened, I shove it away and nod. 'Okay.'

Neveah nods and looks at Brandon. He stares at us and takes a deep breath, wiping the blood off of the knife, before hiding it in his pocket.

'Come on.' We head back into the living room, making them all turn to us. There are more men now. At least ten of them joined their crew.

'Where's Damian?' Damian. That was his name. The man who's probably still bleeding in Rio's office. 'Who is Damian?' Brandon asks, walking over to his brother.

Luca rolls his eyes and snaps his fingers, making an old man step forward. 'Ve a mirar.' Shit.

The man strides towards Rio's office, leaving all of us in silence. It's so quiet that you can hear his footsteps down the hall. So quiet that you can hear him gasp before he runs back to the living room.

'Está muerto!' He shouts, immediately pulling his gun and pointing it our way. Shit. Shit. Shit.

Leon wants to get up from his place on the couch, but Rio pulls him back. His eyes stay on Luca though, not daring to look away. 'What do you want, Santos.'

It comes out as a demand, even though it's more of a question. Rafael isn't playing around anymore. But neither are they.

'You have some nerve Curzio.' Luca slowly gets up from the couch and walks over to the big windows on the other side of the room. 'After the deal, you made with my mother, you kill one of my men?'

'Exactly, I made a deal with your mother, not you.' Rio shows no fear. None at all.

I'm glad Luca is only glancing at Rio from time to time because if he would look at me, I would seriously fucking break just because of his gaze.

'I simply came to pick up what's mine. You owe me that much, don't you think?' Luca turns to Neveah for a second, before turning back to Leon. 'Especially since you murdered her. Even after the news.'

'What news?' Leon asks, trying to think of a way to get Luca away from us.

The fact that he's just a teenager, a teenager with so much power, is absolutely terrifying.

'Don't play dumb with me, Leonardo.' The way he says Leon's name, sounds like he's ready to puke. He hates Leon with every cell in his body.

'He doesn't know.' Rio states, making everyone turn to him. What is this all about?

'But you do, don't you? You killed her because you wanted to keep them happy.' Luca points at us and waits for Rio to respond. 'I don't care about their happiness.'

'Bullshit.' He slowly turns towards Neveah, pointing at her.

All the other men in the room block every way out and look at us. One of them steps closer to Neveah, nudging her forwards. Close enough for Luca to grab her. 'It's the truth.'

Luca swiftly pulls the gun out of her pocket and throws it to one of his friends, before smirking at her.

'What is all of this about?' Leon asks, brushing past Rio to get to Neveah. But he's not quick enough. Two of Luca's men grab onto him, pushing him to his knees, while Luca slowly touches Neveah's face.

'You could've had happiness with my mother... But instead, you went for this.' I slowly step forward as he pulls Neveah's head back, far enough so she has to look into his eyes. I reach for my gun, waiting for the perfect time.

'A young, naïve girl. Who has nothing to offer.' He smiles at her, looking back at Leon as he tries to break free. I didn't notice, but more of Luca's men have to hold him, at least four of them, to keep him in place. 'Luca if you hurt her-' 'You'll what?'

'I'll fucking kill you!' Leon shouts. It looks like he's going to shoot Leon, but he won't. Luca knows that if he shoots Leon, it's over for him.

It wouldn't matter how many men he would have with him. Rio will fucking destroy him.

But Rio doesn't care about Neveah. He wouldn't mind if she died.

'Just like you killed my mother.' Luca turns to Rio and takes a deep breath, pulling Neveah against his chest. She tries to break free, but it's no use. The teenager is way taller and stronger than her.

He's stronger than me, than Brandon, but not stronger than Leon or Rio or Marco. That's why he picked her.

Because he knew she wouldn't be able to fight back.

'Like you killed my baby brother or sister.' What? We all gasp for air and Neveah instantly stops moving, almost dropping to her knees. 'What?' Leon asks, looking up at Luca with fear in his eyes.

'Your birthday present... Her last gift to you...' He chimes, slowly pulling a gun from the back of his jeans. Fuck. Fuck. 'A child.' No...

Tears form in the corner of my eyes and I notice that Neveah is already crying. Not only did Leon kill his crazy ex. He also killed his unborn child. Without knowing it.

'Adriano, did you know about this?' Leon asks, trying to turn to his cousin. But it's impossible for him to see Rio, because of the men keeping him on the ground.

Rio's silence says enough. And Leon explodes, trying to push everyone off of him. Almost everyone runs towards him, trying their best to keep him in place, granting us enough time to try and escape.

The only problem is that Luca's still holding Neveah and there are three more men around him. 'What do you want, Santos?'

'I want what's mine! Rightfully mine.' 'Celine is not, nor will she ever be, yours.' Brandon sneers, making Luca turn to him.

'Brandon Barsetti... The one and only gay boy in the Curzio team.' He smirks, pulling Neveah with him.

If he lets go of her, we'll be able to run. We'll be able to fucking leave.

'Tell me where Celine is, or I'll kill her.' He chimes, pressing his gun against Neveah's head. Leon stops for a second, before hitting someone straight in the face. They all kick him a few times, waiting for him to finally stop moving, while Neveah begs for them to stop.

I want to aim the gun at them, but if I do that, Luca might shoot Neveah. And I can't let her get hurt.

'Luca!' He rolls his eyes and smacks Neveah across the face, making me step forward, but I'm instantly pulled back against someone's hard chest.

An unfamiliar arm wraps around me and I try to break free, but it's no use. The man keeps me close, squeezing me so tightly that I can't breathe. It hurts, but I need to get to Neveah.

'Shut the fuck up!' He sneers, hitting Neveah again. She drops to the ground and looks likes she's about to pass out. 'You.' Luca kicks Neveah right in her stomach, while Brandon and I try to get to her, but it's no use.

Brandon is also being held back by another man. Another one of Luca's little helpers. 'Fucking.' He kicks again, making her scream out of pain. 'Neveah!'

'Bitch!' He kicks one more time, before pulling her up by her hair and forcing her to look at Leon. 'Tell me where the fuck my doctor is, or I'll kill her.'

'I'm going to fucking kill you-' Leon's face is shoved to the ground, but not enough to break their eye contact. 'Tell me where the fuck my doctor is!'

'She's upstairs.' We all turn to... Marco. He hasn't said a word so far, but he's there. Sitting on the edge of the couch, fearing for his life. No.

'At least someone that's smart.' Luca smirks and snaps his fingers, making a few of the men that were holding us let go of me and Brandon before they run up the stairs.

'I'll go get her so we can be on our way.' 'You're not touching her.' Finally, Rio starts to fucking do something.

'Oh, I'll do more than just touch her. And she'll enjoy it. She has to since you ended the Santos line when you killed my mother.' Luca fumes at Rio, making me flinch in fear. He's going to rape her. Or at least try to.

Luca pushes Neveah to the ground and walks into the hall. Making Rio jump up. A few of the men that were holding Leon, now focus on him as well, pushing to his knees so they can start beating him too. Shit.

We need to follow them, but first, we run towards Neveah. 'Neveah, are you-' 'Go to Celine. Don't let them touch her!'

Brandon runs out of the room, probably following them up the stairs, while I help Neveah up. She groans out of pain, but eventually stands on her feet, immediately lunging at the men that are holding Leon to the ground.

'Help Celine!' He shouts. A gunshot startles us, but when I realize that it's Rio shooting, I can't help but feel a wave of relief flush over me. 'Go!'

I pull Neveah into the hall and follow the sounds up the stairs. 'Don't touch me!' 'Keep her in place!' No.

Brandon is nowhere to be found, but the front door was open and I heard more commotion coming from outside.

'Don't you fucking dare!' Someone slams the door right in my face before I hear Celine scream loudly. I bang on the door and try to break it open, but almost pop out my shoulder instead. The door is made out of steel or something. 'Don't touch her!'

More bullets are being shot downstairs and I just pray that it's Rio and Leon who are shooting.

Neveah stumbles into the hall and grabs the gun from my back pocket, pushing me out of the way so she can shoot at the door. She shoots, but it's no use. The door stays shut, while Celine screams for her life.

But then, a loud slashing sound fills the room. 'You fucking bitch!' Luca shouts, groaning out of pain. A loud smack, skin clashing against skin, and a soft wince from Celine. He hit her...

'Get her into the car, she's coming with us.' The door opens and we see Celine, tears streaming down her face with bruises covering her entire body. The dress she was wearing is ripped, almost falling off of her body as she's pushed out first, forcing Neveah to lower her gun. 'Celine-'

It takes them two seconds to grab us and throw us down the stairs, making our bodies hurt like crazy.

I need Brandon to pop up and shoot them, but he's nowhere in sight. Instead, there's more shooting down the stairs, making me wonder how many of them there are.

My body hurts from the fall down the stairs, but I have enough strength to crawl to the front door, praying that Neveah is behind me. But when I look over my shoulder, I don't see her.

I climb up and look around. Three more vans are standing outside, and I can see more coming in the distance.

Brandon and Roman are shooting at the enemies, trying to stay as hidden as possible. 'Leya, get back inside!' Roman sneers, looking at me.

They're both bruised and bleeding, but they continue to fight. 'Cataleya, get back inside now!'

He's looking at me, not at the person on the other side, and gasps for air when a bullet shoots straight through his chest. 'Roman!'

I scream at the top of my lungs, feeling pain struck through me as I watch Roman fall to his knees. No. No. No!

Just as I'm about to run over to him, to help him, someone grabs my arm.

A hand covers my mouth as I'm being pulled back inside the house. 'You fucking bitch!' One of Luca's men sneers, pulling me by my hair, back into the living room. Roman.

I try breaking free, even biting in the disgusting hand that's holding me, but it's no use. The man simply chuckles and slaps me across the face.

'Celine!' Neveah crawls over to our friend who is laying on the floor. She'll never get close enough because there are at least three men making sure of it. 'Let go of her!'

It's no use. They won't listen. They don't care.

Roman.

Once I'm finally back in the living room, I notice that everyone is on their knees. Marco is crawling towards Leon, who seems to be bleeding everywhere and Rio is on the ground, looking at Luca with fire in his eyes.

No. No. No. Roman. No!

Tears fill my vision, but I try blinking them away. I pray that Brandon noticed Roman and is helping him right now. I pray to God that everything will be fine, that no one will die tonight. Please.

A sob makes the Curzio's look at me. Leon looks pained, but Rio doesn't look fazed at all. His eyes as hard as stone.

'I'll take her with me. And you will stop dealing in Spain.' Luca suggests, smiling like the child that he is.

He's only a teenager. But he has so much power. Because he planned this all out. It took him nine weeks to make sure he had enough men. That's why we didn't hear from him in so long.

'Never.' Luca grunts and kicks Rio right in the stomach, making me flinch because that sure hurt. 'You will give Spain to me. Or I'll kill you.'

All Rio does is smile. Smile because he's not afraid. He does not fear death. He embraces it. Not caring about the fact that Luca is going to kill him. It's not his biggest fear.

But Luca's words fill me with fear instead. I can't watch Rio die. I can't.

'Don't you dare!' Luca slowly turns to me and smiles, before squatting down to Rio's level. 'She cares about you.' 'Go to hell.' Rio spits, trying to get his hands on the teenager in front of him.

But Luca's men keep him in place.

This isn't a fair fight. Because if it was, Luca would've been dead hours ago.

'Boss, they called for back-up!' A new voice shouts as the man runs into the room. Luca sighs and pulls something from his back pocket.

A knife.

'You sneaky bastard.' He chuckles before trailing the knife down Rio's neck. Rio does not fucking flinch, but I do. I try getting out of this guy's arms, and almost break free. 'Stop moving Cataleya, or I'll fucking kill him.'

Luca's voice is darker than before and I immediately stop, afraid that he'll cut Rio's neck open and forces me to watch. I can't fucking watch him die. I can't.

'Please don't.' I beg, trying to keep in my cries as the man holding me pushes me to my knees. 'Let go of her. I want to see what she'll do.' What?

The man lets go of me and steps to the side. I quickly jump up and rush to the other side of the room, keeping my eyes on Rio and Luca, while Marco and Leon try fighting off the other guys.

'I want you to watch him bleed.' And I do. Luca stabs Rio right in his thigh, making him groan out of pain. Instead of him screaming, I'm the one screaming. I lunge forward, but another man pushes me back, making me drop to the ground.

I feel a little disoriented for a second, but the moment I see Rio's eyes, I jump back up, reaching for a gun laying on the ground. It's his.

It's Rio's gun.

I aim at Luca and watch as everyone in the room freezes and looks at me. Everyone but Luca, since he's too busy torturing Rio with the knife.

He's twisting the knife, making Rio groan even louder. But it's nothing more than groaning. He doesn't scream or cry because of the pain. Instead, I do. I scream and step closer, almost falling because of someone pushing me to the ground.

Marco jumps on the guy that pushed me and bashes his face in, before running into the hall to help his brother.

'You need to suffer.' Luca smirks, finally pulling the knife out. I wince because of the wound and take the last step, trying to keep myself steady enough to shoot right the first time.

'I need you to die.' No. I immediately stop shaking and aim at Luca again, forcing myself to think about this for a second.

If I shoot, I'll be scarred for life. But if I don't, Rio dies.

The thought of Rio dying, makes my body run cold. A coldness that runs deep in my body, making even my bones shiver. No.

Before I know it, my fingers grasp around the trigger and I pull.

The shock of the gun rushes through me as the bullet shoots straight through his chest, making me stumble back a little.

Luca slowly turns to me and gasps for air, instantly pressing his hands against his chest, right where I shot him, as his hands slowly turn red.

'You- Bitch!' He turns to me, forcing me to shoot again. I watch as the bullet goes straight through his chest and he stumbles back, slowly falling to the ground. 'Bit-'

The teenager drops to his knees and reaches out for me.

All of his men let go of everyone, allowing them to break free and fight back. But I freeze. I feel someone lift me up, but it's all a blur. Everything becomes a fucking blur.

I don't know how long I go numb, how long I don't know what's going on, but as soon as I realize that I'm alone, I gasp for air.

I glance around, noticing that all of Luca's men are dead. Every single one of them is dead.

The entire room looks like a bloodbath and I take it all in. Everything is covered in blood, even the boys.

Kai arrived. I don't know when, but he's here, shouting at the top of his lungs. But I don't understand a word he's saying. He has blood running down his arms, he's hurt. Just like everyone else.

I feel like I'm spinning, falling into a deep hole without something to catch me as I slowly reach the end. Shit.

'It's okay Valentina.' He says, calmness rustling in his voice. He never talks to me like this.

Rio's voice is always hard, eager for control, which he always has, but not over this.

My heart is racing and I feel myself shaking like crazy.

Leon rushes out of the room, probably running towards the other room where Celine and Neveah are.

Rio knows me. He knows that what I just did will stick with me forever. He knows how much this will haunt me until the day I die.

'It's okay, just breathe.' He pauses and walks over to me, his legs hurting like crazy. 'Breathe in with me.'

There are so many thoughts running in my terrified mind as he tries to not let any of those thoughts get to me. But it's too late.

I killed someone. I killed someone. Fuck.

The one thing I said I would never do. Especially for him. For Rio. I did it. I killed someone to save him.

'I- Wha- I-' I don't know what to say. It's all just getting to my head. The gun, still in my hand, Luca's dead body on the ground, all of it. It's just too much. 'Cataleya.'

His voice is the only thing loud enough to get through to me, as he gently takes the gun out of my hand.

'Breathe.' I do as he says, letting a big amount of air enter my lungs. It stings like hell and I almost choke, but it helps.

'Good, keep breathing for me.' He looks around the room and turns his focus back to me as I try to take another deep breath. It hurts too much and I latch onto Rio.

He catches me and wraps his strong arms around me. Never in my entire life have I felt this safe in his arms.

'Don't let it control you.' The fear. He's talking about the fear. 'You can't let it control you.'

'But I-' He shakes his head and steps back a little, almost dropping me. But I'm not afraid to fall. He won't let me.

'You controlled your fears before, Leya. I need you to do that now.'

I am trying. I'm trying so hard to push away the fear, the shock of what I just did. But it's impossible to ignore.

Maybe it's because Luca's body is lying right in front of us or maybe it's the fact that my hands are still shaking, or it's just the fact that I killed someone.

I took someone's life, all because I was afraid he was going to... He was going to kill Rio.

'Adriano! We have to go, Celine needs to get to a hospital!' Rio's body tenses, but he keeps his eyes on me.

'Santos called for more men, we have to leave. Now!' Marco, who stumbles into the room, shouts painfully.

Everything is going by so fast, everyone is panicking, we need to get the fuck out here, but I can't move.

I can only fall to my knees and stare at Luca's dead body.

'Cataleya.' Rio's hands softly hold onto my face and I look up into his bewitching eyes, almost melting instantly. 'I know you can control it.'

I blink, not knowing what to say. He killed over a thousand people in his twenty-six years on this earth, meaning he probably knows how to deal with this a lot better than I'm doing right now, but I can't simply ignore this.

'I need you to control it for me,' He whispers as he gently pulls me closer. 'Can you do that?'

The giant of a man holding me right now is also the same man I used to hate more than anything in the world. It's also the man who threatened to kill me. It's the man that forced me to get a tattoo and a chip so he can know where I am twenty-four-seven.

It's the man I thought I hated... But why-

A door bursts open and Brandon rushes in, he's bruised and has tears streaming down his face. Roman...

'We have to go!' He shouts as he helps the others to the front door.

'Valentina, please?' I turn back to Rio and take another deep breath. It doesn't hurt as much, but it still stings.

I open my mouth, but instantly close it and nod. He keeps his eyes on mine for another five seconds, before stepping back again.

My knees feel weak, but not weak enough to drop me to the ground.

He waits for me to take the first step, which takes longer than I want it to. My mind is focused on Luca's dead body on the ground.

His lifeless eyes look up at me and I already know it's going to haunt me till the day I die.

'Cataleya!' Neveah, who's helping the others get Celine and Kai out of this place, screams as she rushes into the hall. She's all bruised up, but not as bad as Celine. Oh god...

She's unconscious, being carried by Leon, and looks like she has been hit with a bat or something. Blood drips from the corner of her mouth and her neck is bruised.

'We have to go.' I breathe, before looking at Rio. He nods and stumbles after me, still being as fast as me with those long legs of his.

We get outside and I gasp for air. All this time, Kai, Marco, Brandon, and Roman were fighting here. They killed all the men that tried to get in.

They made one big pile of all the dead people and made sure that every single one of them is looking at the sky.

Roman. He's on top of the pile of bodies and is the only one that looks peaceful.

My heart shatters and I watch as Brandon breaks into a million pieces. He tries to get to Roman, but Leon holds him back.

'You're driving.' Rio states as he tries to get in front of me. He's trying to block my view on what the others are doing, but it's not working.

I watch while Marco empties a jerrycan filled with gasoline and throws his lighter on the pile of dead people in the background.

The fire instantly grows, making me feel the heat of it on my face.

And Brandon looks like he's ready to run straight into the fire himself.

I want to oppose, I don't think I'm in the right state to drive right now, but Rio can't drive. He's in too much pain to drive right now.

If he's driving, we'll crash for sure.

'What about-' 'They're already in the other car, we're taking mine.' He states, pushing me towards his car.

I look at the house for another second and take a deep breath. Everything that happened in here just got ruined.

'Get in the fucking car, Valentina.' I jump in the car and take another deep breath, finally letting my lungs fill with oxygen without the stinging pain of fear creeping around the corner.

Rio groans as he climbs into the car as well, before turning to me again. 'You think you can drive?'

I hold onto the steering wheel and nod, ready to get the fuck out of here, hoping that it will help with the nerves.

'Start the car and go.' He hands me the keys and I instantly start the car, racing out of this place as quick as I can.

The others leave right after us, but I know they won't be there for long.

'Go to the left and go.' I skip the red lights and do as Rio says, racing into the unknown as my heart starts racing again. 'We have to make sure no one follows us, so go.' He groans as he turns to the wound in his leg.

I look at him for a second and feel my heart racing again. He's in pain. He's in pain because of Luca.

Luca Santos, the man I killed. Man. He was just a boy. He wasn't even twenty years old.

'Valentina, focus.'

I grip onto the steering wheel and try not to let the fear take over me again. Now is not the right time.

We have to get the fuck out of here.

Rio rips his jeans a little, allowing the wound to breathe. The cut is deep and he needs to get that checked as soon as we get to safety.

'Eyes on the road Valentina.' I nod and focus on the road again, trying to not crash and kill the both of us in the process.

I look back at the others, but they're not there. Instead, I see a bunch of black BMWs, behind us. They're all the same, black with bright lights.

'We're being followed.'

Rio groans and looks back as well, before turning to me. 'Lose them.'

I nod and step on the gas, forcing the car to go even faster. It's the middle of the night, there is almost no one on the street at this moment, but even if there would've been people, I would've done this shit.

The only cars on the highway right now are trucks. I swiftly race around them, looking back from time to time to see if they're still on us. And they are.

But the longer I drive, the less I see them.

My heart starts racing again, but I push it away just like Rio told me to. Right now is not the right time to think about the events that happened, the things I did.

I look back into the mirror and see that there is only one car left. 'Come on!' I grunt, annoyed that I haven't lost him yet.

I wait until the last second to cut in front of a truck, and drive onto another road, hearing them honk behind me.

Rio chuckles and instantly regrets it since he's in pain.

I can't help but smile as I continue racing away for another ten minutes, just in case they catch onto us again.

'I think we're clear.' Rio smirks as he starts to go through some stuff in the little storage thing.

Just when I thought it was done, that I got over it, it all comes rushing back.

My heart starts racing again and I feel like I can't breathe. Rio continues to work on his wound, while I have a freaking panic attack and try not to crash.

'Rio-' 'Stop the car.' He demands, making me stop the car on the side of the road.

We're in the middle of nowhere, next to a forest, and stay put.

'Breathe Valentina.' He groans as he tries to turn to me.

I look at him, but it doesn't work this time. My lungs won't let me breathe. It's as if they're locked or something.

'I killed him.' He nods and grabs my hand, squeezing it a little. 'You didn't have a choice,' He states as if it's the simplest thing on the earth.

It might be for him, but it's not for me. 'You saved me.'

I did. That's why I did it. To save him. But that doesn't make it right.

'I'm so proud of you.' I stare at him in shock. 'Proud?' He nods and grabs my trembling hand, slowly bringing it to his lips. 'How can you be proud of- I just- This is all-' I can't form a sentence. I can't breathe. I can't even think straight.

'Please breathe Cataleya.' He whispers as his hand cups my cheek again. Tears form in the corners of my eyes and I won't even try to keep them in.

I let it all go, I let all the emotions stream out of me as I cry because of what I just did.

'Cataleya...' He pulls me closer and leans down a little, pressing his head against mine.

I try to take a deep breath and lean closer, allowing our lips to brush against each other in the process.

And just like that, just like a magical moment of peace, I'm allowed to breathe. But he instantly ends it by pulling me closer and smashing his lips against mine.

He pulls me on top of him, wincing because of the wound on his leg, but still not letting me go. I want to pull back, I don't want to hurt him, and right now is not a good time to do this, but he won't let me.

His grip on me has never been tighter than this moment.

He pulls down the shorts I'm wearing and pushes his pants down, just enough for his dick to get out. I moan as he pulls me as close as possible, as if he's trying to make our bodies one, and wrap my arms around his neck, trying to get comfortable while sitting in this tiny space.

'Fuck.' He moans, pushing my panties to the side. 'Shit.' I moan, pressing my lips on his.

This is not the right time or thing to do. But it's what we do.

He lifts me up and lowers me onto his lap, entering me in the best way possible. Almost ripping me in two.

I moan and lean back, letting the heat rush through me instead of the fear. His lips press against my neck, making me enjoy this all the more.

I grind on his hips, wanting him to take charge, but he's too exhausted. I feel his blood sticking onto my leg and wish Luca wouldn't have stabbed him.

He's in pain.

I'm on top and it pains him. He's in pain because of this position. But it does not seem to bother him. Not at all.

'Fuck Valentina.' He moans, pulling me up and down on his dick. It takes him a few deep strokes for both of us to come.

I let it all out, scream at the top of my lungs when I feel the fire rush through me. He wraps his arms around me, pressing his lips against my shoulder to keep his own moans in and I collapse against his chest.

'Fucking hell.' He groans, brushing a few strands of hair out of my face.

I look into his eyes and gasp for air. Luca. He was going to kill him. It could've ended a lot differently than it did. All because... Because I killed someone...

Rio takes a deep breath, before lowering his hands a little. 'Rio-' He nods and pulls my face down to meet his eyes. I can see the panic in my eyes as I watch them in his. 'It's okay.' He opens the door, letting the cold night air touch my bare skin.

He lifts me up and carries me to the front, placing me on the hood of the car. 'It's okay.' He repeats, brushing his lips against mine.

The cold night air sends shivers down my spine, but his body feels like fire, allowing me to stay warm as he presses his chest against mine. 'It's okay.'

And for some reason, his soft whispers convince me that it's indeed okay. For now. 'We're okay.'

I hungrily pull him closer and smash my lips against his again, not wanting him to let me go.

Not now, not ever.

This man has put me through hell, he ruined my life in the most horrifying way ever. He ruined me.

I never thought I would do any of this and I probably wouldn't have done any of this if it wasn't for him.

The girl I was a few months ago, isn't anymore. She changed the moment she handed her life, her soul, to the devil himself. Rafael Adriano Curzio.

But it's not a bad thing.

He made me feel things I didn't even know were possible. I've never felt as strong as I feel with him. Even if he can be a piece of shit sometimes.

I got used to it. To the little fights, the little arguments, and the good make-up sex afterward.

'Fuck Valentina-' He groans as he forces himself inside of me again. I lean back, allowing him to enter me in the best way possible.

Instead of pulling my head back like he always does, he massages the back of my neck. It hurts, because of the grip on it earlier, but God I wish he would never stop touching me. Ever.

'Don't stop.' I beg, wrapping my legs around his waist. He bites on my shoulder, trying to add a little sensation to my body.

Not that it's needed, since I'm already all over the place. 'Even if you begged me to.' He groans, pinning me to the car.

He thrust himself inside of me, deeper and harder than ever, but it's heavenly. Pain and pleasure, all at the same time.

It's just what I needed. Just what we needed.

'Fuck, Rio- I-' He nods and presses his lips on mine, biting down on my lower lip as he rubs his thumb on my clit, making me come undone. My entire body goes numb and I can already feel my legs shaking as I feel the heat rush through my entire body again.

Even though we're outside, I scream. Not out of pain, but out of pleasure. The pleasure only Rio can give me. The pleasure I'll never get from anyone else.

He continues to thrust into me a few more times, before coming himself, sending me close to the edge again. Fuck.

Even after everything he did to me, I did the exact thing I said I wouldn't. All because I thought he was going to die. I couldn't watch him die. I can't let him die.

Because I can't live without him.

Because I...

Before I know it, before I think about it twice, before I process what I'm saying, before I think about the consequences, the words flow out of my mouth:

'I love you.'

And then it happens. He freezes and stares deep into my eyes. The pride disappearing into thin air as he blinks it away.

'I-' I reach out for him, trying to pull him closer, but he brushes my hand away. 'What?'

I force myself to close my eyes, afraid of the way he might look at me, and nod.

'Valentina?' He steps back, forcing me to open my eyes again, and stares at me in shock. 'What did you just say?'

Cold. My body runs cold. Not only because he's so far away, but because I'm afraid.

I said it.

The words I didn't think I would ever say to anyone, especially to someone like him.

Someone heartless, someone who ruined me in ways I promised I would never let anyone ruin me.

But it's true. I love him.

'I-' 'You said you wouldn't.' He states, clear pain in his voice.

Pain. I've never heard that in his voice before. He's in pain. Not because of the wound, but because of what I just said.

'I can't keep pretending Rio.' I tremble, trying to explain to him why I feel what I feel.

He turns around and pulls his pants back up as he takes a deep breath. I've never seen him this messed up about anything.

'I fell in love with you...' I whisper, finally accepting it myself.

'You broke our promise. The one promise I needed you to keep, Valentina...' no...

I'm not ready for this. I'm not ready for heartbreak. I'm still not over what just happened tonight, and I can't take this right now. 'Please.'

But what was I thinking? Blurting it out like that, throwing it on the table after all that happened tonight?

'Why did you have to ruin it?' He asks, not even looking at me.

And that hurts. More than anything else. Because he's right. I ruined it. I ruined us.

What we had was perfect, I was fine with sleeping with him. But now I fucked it up. I know I did.

'Forget it.' He chuckles, unamused by what I just said, before slowly turning back to me. 'You want me to act like you didn't just say what you said you would never say?'

'Rio-' 'Get in the car, we don't have time for this.'

And with those words, he simply heads back to the car and slams the door.

His words hurt more than any of the punches I received tonight. They rip open my heart in ways I didn't think were possible. This shit hurts more than anything I've ever felt, but he's right.

I promised him I wouldn't fall for him, but I did. I killed for him because I love him. Even though I kept telling him, kept telling Neveah, kept telling myself, that I was never going to fall for someone like him.

I did. I did the exact fucking thing I said I never would, and now I have to live with it.

I ruined whatever this was, whatever was going on between us. I ruined it. And there's no way I can fix this.

And that's what hurts the most. If I would've simply kept my mouth shut, kept it in for another week or two, maybe this would've ended differently. Maybe he would've felt the same way.

But no. I had to blurt it out right now!

I tried to deny it, but there's no denying it anymore. I love him, I killed for him because I love him.

And I ruined all of it.

Tears are rolling down my face, and I hate it. I hate it because this is all my fault. I'm the one who wasn't strong enough, I'm the one who ruined it, I'm the one that fell for a monster like Rafael.

'No.' I jump off the car and clean myself up, I can't become a crying mess because of the truth.

The hard and honest truth.

Rafael does not and will never love me.

And that would've been just fine if it meant he would still be mine.

But no. I ruined that, not only for myself but for him as well.

I force myself to stop crying because he'll mock me about it the whole drive, and hop back in the car, instantly racing out of the place.

The entire drive back to Venice goes by in silence. Neither of us saying a word. He has nothing to say to me, but I have so much I want to tell him.

I want to tell him how sorry I am. I want to tell him how scared I am. I want to tell him how much I regret saying anything. I want to tell him how much I need him. I want to tell him how much I love him. But I can't.

I won't. It will only make all of this worse.

As soon as I drive up the parking lot, he turns to the door.

I don't wait for him to say another word and hop out of the car. He does the same, striding up the steps without paying any attention to me.

Everyone else is already inside, turning to us as we enter the house.

'Why the fuck did it take you so long?' Leon asks, staring at Rio, before turning to me. 'What happened?'

I wait for Rio to explain, not wanting to do it myself.

But he doesn't say a word either and simply stands there.

'What ha-' Neveah stops because of a loud scream coming from the living room, grasping all our attention. It's Celine.

She's screaming at the top of her lungs, obviously in so much pain.

Neveah rushes in there, leaving me alone with Leon and Rio.

'What happened Adriano?' Leon asks again, keeping his eyes on his cousin this time. 'Nothing.'

Right... Nothing. All of that was nothing. It all meant nothing to him. Because I mean nothing to him.

I take a deep breath and brush past the both of them, wanting to check in with Celine before I run to my room.

'Valentina.' I stop in my tracks, turning around slowly.

Despite all of it, despite him telling me how much I messed up, that he's done with me, I can't ignore him. I can't.

'Yes, Rafael?' His gaze burns through me, anger clear in his eyes. And I get it.

I broke our rule. I broke our agreement. I would be angry too if the roles were reversed, but I couldn't help it.

'Where are the keys?' For a second, just for a tiny second, I thought he was going to say something else.

But that was the stupidest thought ever.

Why the fuck would he change his mind about me?

'They're in the car.' I whisper, turning back to the living room

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A/N: This might be my favorite chapter so far... I don't know for sure... But uhm, yeah. Don't hate me too much... Please :(

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