Chapter 35.

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Romeo had been pacing all night while Diego sat with his head in his hands.

He had been assigned to keep Alessandra safe while she was away from Emiliano, but that didn't work out. Yesterday, after seeing the massive explosion form Alessandra's room, he raced up as quickly as he could to see if she was okay, but was met with her father in tears on the floor sobbing bitterly and the ashes that was once her room.

Alessandra had been murdered by a bomb planted under the mattress of her bed, waiting for any movement around it to activate it.

Now all that remained of her were  ashes scattered though out her room.
Even the very bed the bomb was on couldn't be recognized and all that remained were the pictures against the wall on other end of the room, but even those were like rubble.

Emiliano was going to rage a war.

King had yet to find out about the untimely murder of Alessandra Rousso but that was for the better. Any sane person would try to keep the knowledge from him for as long as possible.

But Diego wasn't sane. He wanted to tell Emiliano immediately, not caring of the consequences he would have to face. He thought it was only fair since he had failed his mission to protect her.

He stumbled up the stairs his eyes red from the tears he had spilled for the death of his close friend.

He knocked on the office door and opened it, surprised to find Emiliano and Olivia smashing lips as if Alessandra didn't exist.

Emiliano looked up at him with a hard expression. Not even kissing the poor slut back. But she didn't get the message.

"King" he began his voice a ready cracking as he let a few more tears fall.

"Get out" he said to Olivia. She wanted to whine about it but thought better after seeing his dangerous expression.

"Alessandra... She." Diego choked up again. "I'm sorry, but she.."

She died.

Come on say it.

He was too afraid.

"Speak, Deigo. I don't have all day". King snapped at him.

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"She was killed this afternoon".

Emiliano's indifferent expression fell completely as his eyes widened with disbelief and heart break crashed over him as he searched Diego's face for any signs of deceit and or even joking at this point, but he found none.

"When and how?" he questioned his fists clenching around his knees as he stared at his desk.

" It was in the afternoon after she got back from the doctor-"

"Why was she at the doctor?" he asked wanting to know every detail.

"We're still investigating... But when she got home she went to her room to sleep. But someone had planted a touch sensitive expolisve under her mattress, so when she got in she was immediately blown up" Deigo explained, his voice was sad. He didn't look at King as he spoke but he didn't mind.

"Leave and investigate whoever did this. I want them dead. I want their entire family WIPED OUT" Emiliano roared, his entire body raging and filled with anger.

He unleashed his anger on the wall, hitting again and again until the wood cracked.

His knuckles were battered and bleeding from the splinters but he ignored it. Deigo had long left, leaving  him to break done into tears. He found solace in being alone and able to cry in peace. Until there was a knock on the door.

He quickly wiped away his tears as the familiar sandy haired bitch walked in.

"Get the fuck out" he spat turning around to face the wall. Emiliano didn't know what soap opera she though they were in, but she hugged him from behind, igniting a new anger inside.
He shook her off  like a piece of dirt and she landed on the floor with a thud looking looking up at him, wide eyed.

"Get. Out".

"I don't know why you're so angry over that bitch. She isn't worth you time" she screamed at me.

Emiliano wasn't up for her, for her petty bitchy attitude. He was too angry. He grabbed her by her hair and pulled her to the door throwing her out into the hallway.

He slammed the door shut again, locking it this time. He sunk to me knees as a barely audible sob escaped his lips.

Emiliano had never cried like this for anyone before, but Alessandra, all he felt, all he was, was anger and grief. He spent hours sitting with a plethora of tears streaming down his face. It was a little later when their was another knock on the door. He dried his tears before opening the door and stepping aside as he saw it was Deigo.

Diego looked at Emiliano empathetically before setting down her medical report on his desk. Emiliano didn't know why but he felt a sudden sense of dread wash through him. Diego touched Emiliano's shoulder and pulled him in for a tight hug muttering an 'I'm sorry' into his ear.

Emiliano was suddenly shaking as he stared at the file on his desk.

He picked it up with his hands shaking nervously as he slowly peeled it open. He had never felt so terrified in his life.

He read the report slowly and froze when it got to the part that mattered most ' 3 weeks pregnant'.

His chest convulsed in pain as he processed what was happening. Alessandra, she was pregnant with his baby. She was pregnant.
And now she's gone.
He stood frozen staring at the page for while before he clutched his aching heart and sank to his hands and knees.

No, no, no, no, no.
Please...

He begged someone to just put him out of my misery.

Someone to just take his life instead of theirs.

It was all his fault.

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