“That’s why I’ve got Maximo here as well as Carlo Garcia.”
The movement behind me stopped completely. I saw movement out of the corner of my eye, making me turn in that direction. Fuckin’ Maximo, holding a gun pointed up towards me, and several of hims men coming up behind him, also heavily armed.
Sonofabitch!
Demon spoke up somewhere behind me and off to the side. “What the fuck, Nico? You said you were meeting with Dom, not Maximo, you fuck!”
I glared at Maximo, who still had his gun pointed at me, while mine was still aimed at Dominic.
“This bitch tried to take outmy wife, atmy house, so this bitch ismine. This little bitch knew you had a problem with Dom, so he set this up so you would take Dom out of the picture and he could go after me. But I bet the little bitch boy here didn’t account for us knowing about his little plan thanks to Geronimo. And he didn’t account for me having an alliance with Carlo Garcia. Did you?” The fucker smirked at me.
I was getting fuckin’ pissed now. “I don’t fuckin’ see Carlo here you, stupid cunt.”
Maximo grinned wider at me, pointed a finger up back behind him, making me glance up. On top of a roof several feet awaystood Carlo Garcia holding a gun along with several of his men lined up along the roof, guns pointed down on us.
Motherfucker!
Demon grunted out, “Well fuck me. You’re on your own, fucker. We have nothing to deal with Maximo.”
Fuckin’ pussy bitch!
Maximo told Demon that his beef with Dominic is done or he’ll come after him. Demon actually agreed. What a real fuckin’ pussy!
The MC men started to move back, when what Maximo said next set me off. Told my men to back down, join another clan or disband.
And then, “But Nico is done.”
Death it is! I would fight until the fuckin’ end. I turned my eyes back to Dominic and fired my gun.
Please hit that fuckin’ bitch!
My shot range out then another shot that hit me in the same fuckin’ arm that bitch hit, making my arm jerk back. Dominic and his men had time to get him covered before I was being pistol whipped upside the head. I felt the blood start to trickle down the side of my head as my gun was yanked out of my hand. Just as I was turning my head back, he punched me in the jaw, making me flinch back. I swung back hard, and nailed him in the ribs.
Got you, you fuckin’ bitch!
We kept going at each other. He wasn’t as rough and tough as me, but he was a good fighter. I had to give the bitch that much. One hit to my jaw, hit to his side, hit to my shoulder that was shot that burned like a bitch, making me wince and stumble back, but I came back at him. Punch, punch, punch, punch. Hit to my stomach, hit to his rib again, my jaw, his jaw, and my shoulder again. That was really taking a toll on me. I needed to get him locked down and closer to me.
I grabbed him and pulled him to me, planning to hold him in a partial bear hug long enough to get my hands around his fuckin’ throat and squeeze the life out of him. But the fucker took me by surprise and did a sucker move, kicked my in the fuckin’ balls making me drop to my knees, breathing harder than I had been before. I was struggling trying to catch my breath with the searing pain in my crotch, burning pain in my arm and shoulder.
I couldn’t let him take me down. I fuckin’ couldn’t.
Before I could react though, Maximo was next to me, grabbing me by my hair, gripped in and yanked hard, making my head go back.
I glared at the fucker.
“This is for my wife, you worthless piece of shit!”
Before I had time to realize what was happening, I felt a searing, sharp pain stretch across my throat. The pain was excruciating, and I felt wetness drip down my neck. I stared at Maximo, realizing this fucker got the best of me. I could feel my energy, my life draining, bleeding, literally out of me. But I stared at him until I could see, and feel, nothing else.
Eliana’s POV
Epilogue
I wasn’t surprised when I got word that Nico was killed by Maximo. But that didn’t change the fact I had no idea what to do now. His house was in his name. Yes, I could probably return to it, or sell it as his legal wife, but I had heard his greedy bastard brothers had already gone in and used their connections to take it over. I wasn’t about to fight all that. And I knew I couldn’t.
I had gone home toPapato ask for a place to stay. He had allowed me in the door long enough to tell me I was a disappointment and disinherited.
I tried to plead with Carina, who had been present during the brief visit, but she had looked at me coldly.
