Gang leaders girl: BOOK 1

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Isabella is being married if to the leader of the Martinez gang. She hates been a pawn in the dangerous game but you do what you need to for family, right? The leader of the Martinez gang is ruthless and cruel which has Izzy sceptical about the situation. Will they find love? Will Isabella learn to care for him? Will he learn to care for Isabella? What happens when Isabella is kidnapped?
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6. Six

I open the door quietly and walk soundlessly to my room. The lights are off and it’s dark in here but I can see a tiny figure by my window.

“Hello?” I call out as I flick the lights on. The body steps out into the light and there stands Amelia. She’s crying and looks a mess.

“Amelia!” I gasp running over to her pulling her into a tight hug, shrinking to meet her height.

“Isabella, Bruno’s sending me away!” She sobs in to my neck.

“What!”

“He said that it’s getting dangerous now and that I’m going with my aunt and uncle!” She clings to me and starts balling her eyes out.

“Oh amelia” I sigh stroking her hair. I look up the stairs where Bruno has made a silent appearance.

“Come on Amelia, sleep with me tonight” I give him a cold empty glare and pull away from Amelia.

“Okay” she whispers, her voice catching her throat. I pick her up so she’s straddling my waist and her head is nuzzled into my neck. Before I go down the corridor I shoot Bruno a furious glare and then leave.

Bruno has done this to hurt me. He knew how happy we made each other and he decided to strip us both from our glimpses of happiness. Bruno Martinez is a complete and utter dick head and I hate him. I hate him so much!

Amelia falls asleep quickly that night. She clings to me with dear life as if by doing so she won’t have to leave. I watch her finally peaceful after all her crying. If Bruno thinks I’m forgiving him he can jog the fuck on. I kiss her forehead lightly and then close my eyes. I just won’t to forget this bloody night.

••🗿••

I wake up with Amelia still in my arms.

“Wake up sweet” I whisper and gently detach myself from her.

“Isabella?” She yawns.

“Yes honey” I say from the bath room; I’m washing my face.

“Can we go for a walk today?”

“Of course” I smile walking over to her.

“Good! Okay I’ll meet you down stairs in twenty!” She smiles excitedly and runs out the door. I quickly get dressed and am about to put my make up on when I hear a scream. Oh my god it’s...

“AMELIA!” I shout as I run down the halls looking for her. It’s coming from outside so I barge the doors open and there she is in a big muscular mans arms.

“What are you doing” I scream, about to attack him.

“Isabella stay where you are!” Bruno shouts coldly making me stop in my tracks. He stands there in a white shirt and dress pants.

“What are you doing Bruno!” I rage at him. Amelia is now in the back seat hitting the windows.

“She’s going to live with her Aunt and Uncle” he says calmly.

“She doesn’t have to leave yet! I didn’t even get to say goodbye!” I shout, tears starting to fall down my cheeks as the car drives out of the gates.

“She isn’t your sister, Isabella”

“I pity her. She has to be related to a merciless heartless monster” I spit repulsed through my tears. His jaw clenches; I’ve hit a saw spot.

“You’re a dick head Martinez.” I mutter to myself as I go to head back inside. Suddenly he lunges forward and forcefully grabs my arm and slams me against the door. His hand is squeezed around my neck.

“Don’t talk to me like that!” He shouts at me viciously.

“Like what?” I try and sound confident but I’m so scared. His eyes flash a dark stormy grey and I can feel the white hot anger radiating off of him. His grip tightens around my neck making me claw at his hands. I can’t breathe!

“You’re a disappointment, Isabella. I was expecting better things” he spat and then goes to walk off making me fall to the ground. A burst of adrenaline runs through me. I’m not being treated like that for the rest of my life. No fucking way.

“You think you’re so tough don’t you! Well you’re fucking not! You’re an abusive bastard!” I scream at him.

“Shut the fuck up!” He bellows. I’m pretty sure kids in Africa heard him he was that loud! He snaps his head back round and rages towards me, bringing his hand hard down to my face. I gasp as a tear rolls down my cheek. He hit me. He actually hit me!

“I HATE YOU!” I scream and then run inside. A few of his gang members stand inside listening into the conversation. The girl who called me a slag goes to talk to me but I tell her to leave me alone and to fuck off. She almost looks hurt.

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