“What is their objective?“They want to kill the entire Gabriela lineage and take power from the East Zone Complex. To do this, they are attacking Evaristo Meneses' main allies. They will destroy them mainly in business until they decline in position within the criminal cycle.Duarte analyzed everything that was said to him. As he and Marcel imagined, the enemy was first attacking them in business so that when they had no power at hand, they could eliminate him. In the case of Meneses he was a living target, the enemies would not wait for the leader Gabriela to decline, they wanted to kill him and his offspring as quickly as they could. Duarte gestured for Felipe to stop asking questions, Faitão himself would be the one to ask from now on.“Tell me, do they intend to target each one of us?“I do not know. “was the first answer he gave, but when he saw Sorriso approaching with the bucket of hot oil, he tried to correct what he had said again “But I have information that can help you
Souza looked absently at the blonde's room. It was practically entirely made up of pink, and imported furniture and trinkets like those from a dondoca. He looked at the desk and noticed some open college notebooks. The handwriting was neat and the calculations were full of errors. It was obvious that she wasn't born for Marketing, nor could she calculate the four basic operations without making mistakes.“Not that she was stupid, but that wasn't her main skill” She turned some pages, noticing sketches of clothes on the last pages. So that was it, she wanted to be a fashion designer. It was just like Gabriela.It was then that he noticed that notebook with a cover of dried flowers that Gabriela always carried and wrote in at the most unlikely times. He opened it, curious to know what the girl wrote so much about, and started reading a page that he thought was interesting.“Jonas how I love him. That idiot doesn't even realize that all the stupid things I do when he's around is to ge
Souza dragged the blonde through the garden in search of a simple car that wouldn't attract too much attention. Clebão had prepared in case of a necessary escape. Gabriela seemed scared by the sounds of gunshots and screams coming from the Meneses' house. It looked like a massacre was taking place inside. Employees such as cooks and drivers ran out of the gate in despair, they had nothing to do with it, they were simple people who didn't even know how to use a weapon, staying inside the Meneses' house was like committing suicide. Souza, on the other hand, seemed very sure of how to shoot, he had the gun unlocked in his free hand, anyone who tried to stop him from taking the blonde to a safe place could say goodbye to his life.“My father, we have to wait for him. “said the blonde, remembering her father who would probably be in the middle of that fight.“Don't be an idiot, we have to go to the place furthest from here. You can be sure that most of those shots in there, in reality, w
“Mr. Marcel, that old man said he saw some suspicious men taking a pretty woman with blue eyes to the abandoned house on the main street of the neighborhood.” Pardal said to the boss who was beating one of his own men at the time.“Elvis kill this useless worm who can't even get decent information.” Marcel said harshly. The killer Elvis showed a profane smile and fired three shots into the forehead of the man already beaten by his boss. No one could hear the shots, the killer used a silencer on the gun that muffled the sound.” Take me to that house! When you get there, don't show mercy to anyone, kill everyone.They stopped the cars in front of a house with faded moss green paint. The roof was collapsing and the walls were full of cracks. The house was completely closed, indicating that no one was there, but it was just a way of camouflaging the individuals inside. Marcel knew very well that appearances could be deceiving, he had used homes of that same type thousands of times to ma
“What is most valuable to a criminal?”That question echoed in Duarte's head as he felt one of the bodyguards help him get up. The killing was over. Many had died and the worst of all was that Chico had fled. The situation was a loss for both, he was not injured, but he had lost many employees in the shooting.“I can't believe no one managed to shoot that idiot.” Duarte said, altered. The always calm leader Faitão seemed out of his mind at that moment. “If you had sent Clebão away with Gabriela and sent Souza to help us, maybe that bastard Chico would be dead.“My daughter is more important than your blood.” said Meneses between his teeth.“What is most valuable to a criminal?”“His daughter? Damn how ironic to call her that when we both know the reality. “Duarte said with an ironic smile. At that moment Meneses got up and kicked the injured leg of leader Faitão, who roared in pain.” you idiot, you're not going to treat me like your doormats!” Duarte pulled out his pistol, he was
The luxurious room was only lit by dim light. Windows and curtains closed as a precaution. The door was locked and Souza with the gun in one hand was prepared for any future surprise attack. The manager of the Danjour hotel, already informed that they would arrive, took them to the main penthouse.Gabi had laid down on the bed and pretended to sleep, but the killer knew she was awake. Souza was sitting comfortably in an armchair with his feet stretched out. He looked at the shadow lying on the bed waiting for the moment when she could no longer pretend to be in a deep sleep. It would soon be dawn, at that moment it was already three in the morning.He sighed tiredly when he finally saw her sit on the bed on her own legs. He couldn't tell what Gabriela's expression was due to the darkness that had settled in the room.“Go back to sleep, little girl!” ordered Souza in a dry voice. That bad mood that took over him was due to the pain he felt in his arm. He had managed to remove the bu
Gently she placed her long fingers on the buttons of the white dress shirt, slowly opening them one by one. As the skin on Souza's chest began to reveal itself, she felt her breathing become more rapid. She had seen shirtless boys at pool parties, but she had never taken one of their clothes off. She felt like a girlfriend about to have a night of love with her boyfriend.He spread both hands on the male back. He felt the killer's muscles become rigid at the touch. Gabriela pulled the fabric away from his skin, leaving him completely shirtless. Dark eyes admired his spotted chest, without a doubt she could tell he was a handsome man.“At the same time that I tremble with fear next to you, my body boils with desire at the feeling of you so close. What would it be like to be touched by you? Feeling your hands unveiling the curves of my body, your mouth devouring mine? Would you be rude? Would it be affectionate? What would it be like to be your wife for one night?”“Did you take off
Marcel had been standing in front of his cousin's bedroom door for an hour. I didn't have the courage to go in and see the marks of aggression on the violated body. Rosângela's Innocence had been stolen, and he could do nothing. All her life she had always imagined that he would be the first and only man to touch her body, but now... How could he face her? She must be hating you! He hoped that Murilo had met the devil in hell and that alone would not be enough for the mortal hatred he felt for that man to disappear from the resentful heart of the leader of the Moraes.Gathering all the courage he possessed, he opened the bedroom door and entered, smelling the melancholy smell of the place. The desire to cry when she saw her cousin's angelic image on the bed took over her body. A cherub with broken wings.She was on the bed propped up against several pillows. She looked lost at the window as if beyond that she was trying to see a light in the darkness. Marcel couldn't see the bruises