Page 39 of My best friends little sister

Its been a few days since everything went down at Mateo's old house. The fucking rat never turned up that day so we have had men scoping out the spot since. He will be back, and when he does I'll be ready.

Tonight is the night of our thanksgiving party.

Something that we do every year before thanksgiving for our men to show our appreciation, after all these men are here to put their life on the line for me of all people.

I respect them, every single one of them.

They know the risks of working for me and yet here they are.

I finish up getting ready, putting on a pair of black dress pants and a black shirt. Keeping it simple. I fix up my hair a little, trying my best to make my shaggy curls look somewhat tamed. I dont know how angelica manages with her curls. They always look so perfect.

The thought of seeing angelica tonight makes me nervous.

I'm terrified to see her, to look at her knowing shes not mine anymore.

I hope she comes. Mateo said he would force her if he had to, just to get her out her fucking room.

I shake away my thoughts, trying not to freak the fuck out before the night has even started and head to my car.

Once I arrive at the company ballroom I walk inside, greeting people as I enter.

Since the last time we used this ballroom ive had security increased.

We lost a lot of men that day, and a lot of innocent people, I refuse to let that happen again.

Especially not after seeing angelica standing in the middle of that gunfire, bullets grazing her as if she was invisible to them. I shudder at the thought.

I walk towards the bar only to be jumped by Ivan. He grabs my shoulder roughly startling me. ''Hey man!'' he shouts a little too loud.

Angelica

God she looks fucking gorgeous. Shes wearing a beautiful black dress that comes just below her ass.

Its a cute dress with a ruffle skirt and a tightly fitted corset middle that hugs her body.

ive never seen her in black before. I love seeing her in white because she looks so cute and innocent, but black? she looks like a fucking goddess.

Mateo grabs angels hand when he spots us and begins to walk over. As they get closer I start to take in more of angelicas appearance. The sight of her breaks me. Shes tried to dress up, tried to hide the fact shes breaking, but I can see it.

Shes thin. Too thin. Not quiet skeletal but getting pretty fucking close and thats enough to make me worry. Her face is pale and theres big dark circles under her eyes.

And then...theres her eyes. Fuck they break my heart.

She looks at me and I look deep into her eyes. Ones that were once big and a beautiful shade of emerald green, with a little brown speck in one of them, are now dark. Theyre a dark depressing shade of green, the brown speck barely visible. Theyre distant, emotionless, empty. I broke her.

I talk with Mateo and Ivan for a little while, angelica stands beside us not once saying a word. I check over every now and then to give her a comforting smile but I never get one back.

He points towards the bathroom. ''Down that hallway, 3rd door on the right. Do you want me to come with you?'' she shakes her head and gives him a small smile. ''No I'm okay'' and then she walks off, stumbling slightly in her heels.

Fuck. I know exactly what shes been doing.

A couple minutes pass and angelica still hasn't come back from the bathroom.

I start to grow worried. What if something happened to her?

What if shes having a fucking panic attack?

I need to find her ''I'm going to go find angel.

Shes taking too long'' Mateo nods and carries on talking to Ivan.

I make my way through the crowd and down the hallway where the bathrooms are, searching around for angelica. No sign of her. I frantically pull out my phone and begin to dial for sully when suddenly I hear a voice.

''You're not the bosses little slut anymore, so basically youre free to use''

I can feel my blood boil at his words, and then I hear it. Angelicas soft voice. Crying, begging him to stop.

''P-please! Stop! Please dont touch me''

I bolt towards the voices and see them. Angelica is pressed against the wall, her hands tightly held above her head. One of my men stood in front of her her as he holds her forcefully against the wall. One hand holding her hands above her and the other I notice is under her dress as she squirms.

Without a second thought I lunge towards them, ripping him off her and throwing him to the ground. I land punch after punch to his face as I sit on top of his chest.

My surroundings are going blurry and all I can see is red. Angelica cries behind me, desperately trying to pull me off him but I dont stop my fists from colliding with his face.

Suddenly I'm being pulled off him by a pair of hands.

I try and break free, try and jump at him again, but I'm held back.

''Boss. Boss! DANTE! ENOUGH'' Ivan's voice snaps me out of it as he shouts my name.

I instantly calm, but my breathing stays heavy as I look at the man laying on the floor.

Blood surrounds his face and he lays unconscious but clearly still fucking alive. Not for long.

I rip myself from Ivan's grasp and land a kick to the mans stomach, before turning around to face angelica. Her face is red and puffy as tears stream down her cheeks, I notice the blood on her lip and a huge red mark on the side of her face. He fucking hit her

I grab her wrist harshly and pull her away from the crowd of people that gathered around us, ignoring Mateo and Ivan shouting my name. Angel doesnt object. Quite frankly I think shes too afraid too. I pull her out the back door and into the parking lot behind the building.

The crisp air instantly hitting our faces with a sharp but pleasant sting. I turn to face angelica, cupping her face lightly in my hands and running my thumb across her bloody lip. ''Are you okay bellissima?'' (beautiful)

She nods but I dont believe it. I pull her body into mine and wrap my arms around her waist tightly. My hand stroking the back of her head as she cries into my chest. ''Shh ive got you. Youre okay'' I whisper into her hair.

We stay like that for awhile as angel calms down. Her body eventually stops trembling and her cries turn to soft sniffles. I pull away slightly to look at her face, rubbing my thumb along her cheek to wipe her tears. ''God ive missed you'' I whisper, more to myself than anything.

I missed holding her like this. I missed being the one to comfort her. I missed her smile, her laugh, her eyes. I missed her.

Tears fall from her eyes but she still doesnt speak.

I drop to my knees in front of her, wrapping my arms around her legs.

''Please say something sweetheart. Punch me, kick me, fucking shoot me, do anything but stay silent'' her hand comes to my hair gently and I feel a rush of relief at the feeling.