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The Mafia's Ruination - Episode 61




The  Mafia's Ruination - Episode 61

Subtitle; {Between Love and War} 

Authoress Rejoice            



Deluxe's POV

To say I was shocked would be a major understatement. I was beyond shocked; I was dumbfounded, flabbergasted, and any other word that can convey an even greater level of disbelief.

I stared at Alexander with disbelief, my mouth literally hanging open as my eyes danced between him and my brother, who was equally stunned and speechless.

"You don't look like you like my surprise," my insane boyfriend pouted sadly. "I put so much work into it."

"A-alex…" I cleared my throat and walked to him. Standing in front of him, I asked, "What's wrong with you?"

"Nothing," he simply shrugged his shoulders so innocently.

"What's going on here?" The voice that could make even the greatest and strongest of men tremble in fear echoed through the house. "Oh, sweetheart, you're here."

"Hi, father-in-law."

I sighed, relieved. "Papá, diles que suelten las armas."

Translation: Dad, tell them to drop the guñs.

"¿Por qué?"

Translation: Why?


Translation: Dad. 

"Cariño, no veo ninguna razón por la que no debamos matar a este chico aquí y ahora cuando cree que tiene derecho a entrar a mi casa como si fuera suya."

Translation: Sweetheart, I don't see any reason we shouldn't kíll this boy right here and right now when he thinks he has the right to enter my house like he owns it. 

I looked over my shoulder only to see Alexander's bored face and his thumb teasing the red button on the remote. "Papá, diles que suelten las armas ahora mismo."

Translation: Dad, tell them to drop their gúns right now.

For a couple of seconds that seemed like hours, my father finally nodded his head once and all the guñs dropped. Another sigh left my mouth, but the fear still resided inside of me as I watched Alex smirk.

Okay, he's scaring me.

I reluctantly left Alexander's hand and walked to my father, not without giving him one last glance. Damon, my brother, was giving him a really weird look that was between scared and freaked out.

"Papá, no le harás nada. Alexander es mi novio y necesito que nos recibas como un padre normal"

Translation: Dad, you won't do anything to him. Alexander is my boyfriend, and I need you to welcome us in like a normal dad.

He let out a little gasp that only both of us could hear and whispered, "¿Estás diciendo que no soy normal?"

Translation: Are you saying that I'm not normal?

I pursed my lips, trying my best to hold back the laughter threatening to come out. "Papá. Lo digo en serio."

Translation: Dad. I'm serious.

His eyes left me for a second or two, landing on Alexander before he looked back at me. "Bien. Sólo porque preguntaste y te ves cansado."

Translation: Fine. Only because you asked and you look tired. 

I finally let a smile grace my face and wrapped my hands around him. He immediately hugged me, patting my back in the most gentle way possible. "Te extrañé."

Translation: I missed you.

"¡Ja! ¿Estás seguro?"

Translation: Ha! You sure?

I pulled out of the hug and chimed, "Totalmente. ¿Puedo llevarlo a mi habitación?"

Translation: Totally. Can I take him to my room?

"Sí. Necesita descansar antes de ir a ver a su creador"

Translation: Yeah. He needs rest before he goes to see his maker.


Translation: Dad!

"¿Qué? Te amo, cariño, pero no puedo prometerte que no terminaré con su vida." With that, he turned back and left. 

Translation: What? I love you, sweetheart, but I can't promise you that I won't eñd his life.

"¿Cómo viviste con él? Es un psicópata." I suddenly flinched at the voice behind me. I turned to see Damon, staring at Alexander while he stood right next to me on the stairs.

Translation: How did you live with him? He's a psychopàth.

"Tú también eres un psicópata pero viví contigo durante veinte..."

Translation: You're also a psychopath but I lived with you for twenty…

"Oye. Soy tu hermano mayor. Muestra algo de respeto." 

Translation: Hey. I'm your elder brother. Show some respect.

I scoffed in exasperation, rolling my eyes at him. "Irse." I walked past him to my boyfriend, who stood in one spot like a good boy he isn't, smiling at me like he didn't just threaten to blow up my house.


"Alexander, what the héck is wrong with you?" I all but snapped, fingers in my hair and my chest rising and falling in anger.

"I was only doing what was right."

"Right? Did you just say right?" I snickered. "How can that be the right thing to do? You're with a bómb in my house. Have you gone insane? What's wrong with you?"

"You are!" He equally snapped, and I stepped back. "You're wrong with me, Deluxe. If you didn't make me this in love with you, I'd have killéd you the minute I found out about your betrayal. But I didn't. You're still alive and breathing because I love you, but I wasn't going to just let myself be in the presence of my enemies defenseless."

"No. Do not do that. Just don't play that game with me right now. You know I wouldn't let you get hurt in any way. You know that!"

"I do know that, and I wouldn't let you get hurt either. Your family is different, though, and they want me deád the same way I want them deád. I wasn't going to serve myself to them on a silver platter."

"And you thought it was wise to put bómbs in the car that we drove in. The car that we were both in." I was filled with immense anger, so much so that I had to work hard to keep myself under control and not scream. "We could have diéd," I seethed.

Alexander sighed and took a step toward me. On impulse, I took a step back and felt a pang of guilt at the shattered look in his eyes.

“Do not touch me,” I muttered, taking another step back. “Just don't touch me.” A tear rolled down my face, and more followed.

I watched as Alex took another step towards me. I shook my head, refusing to let him come any closer, but he persisted. His hand reached out to touch me, and I shook my head again, taking another step back.

"Can you stop?" He snapped, causing me to tremble. A sigh escaped his lips, and the annoyance vanished from his face. "Please don't do that. Don't back away from me." His steps toward me were slow and cautious. "Princess, I am sorry. I know I shouldn't have done that, but..."

"No buts!" My voice broke as more tears streamed down my face. My whole body was trembling with fear and anxiety. The panic coursing through my blood made me shake uncontrollably.

"I don't understand why you're being so sensitive. I didn't do anything yet," Alexander said as he made another attempt to touch me, but I moved back, my back hitting the wall.


"Please stop crying."

"How can I?" My voice cracked as I tried to breathe steadily. "You not only risked both of our lives by making us drive in that car, but three lives."

He tilted his head, confusion evident in his face and a bit of exhaustion. "What are you talking about?"

"I'm pregnant!"

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