Heartless Mercy (The Sinful Alliance #1)

Fight Forever by Shyloom ft. FJØRA

Telling Alejandro he was my brother was one of the most nerve-racking moments I’ve ever felt. But when he welcomed me as his brother just like that, I knew we were going to have a great relationship—one that had nothing to do with my worthless father and one where I could finally have a family besides my mother. I would be able to be an uncle to his twin babies and a brother-in-law to his beautiful Celeste. Hear all the stories about his childhood, how he got involved with Dario and his crew, how it felt to meet the love of his life, and possibly have him teach me things as a big brother.

All that could’ve been vanished the moment Andrei shot him point blank to the face. Just like that, I lost the brother I was just getting to know. If it’s the last thing I’ll do, I’ll avenge his death and get what little justice I can for his children and wife. He will not die in vain.

I love you, hermano. I’ll take care of your family.

“Well, hello. Nice to officially meet you. We didn’t get properly introduced the last time we met. I’m Andrei Sokolov.” This fuckhead really has the fucking nerve to introduce himself right now. He just killed my brother.

I grab Willow’s hand and squeeze tightly as she tries to make her way from an unconscious Catalina. She gives me the perfect distraction as she gets up and attempts to walk over to Alejandro.

“Ehh, ehh, ehh. Stay where you are,” Andrei orders.

“Please, I’m a doctor. Let me see if they are alive,” Willow pleads, her eyes full of tears. Andrei nods, and I use this moment to slide my smartwatch off my wrist. Crouched beside Catalina, I remove the back of my shoe slightly and slide the smartwatch on the side of my shoe.

“Are they okay?” I ask, knowing the answer she’s going to give.

“No. They’re gone,” she states, looking me in the eye, tears flooding down her face.

Fuck. I knew she was going to say that, but I was hoping for a miracle. “Ivan, the hoods,” Andrei shouts as he painfully grabs Willow by the arm.

“Hey, leave her alone,” I growl. Andrei pistol whips me on the side of my face and blood pours from above my right eyebrow, causing me to shut my eye.

“Please, don’t hurt him. We’ll go with you,” Willow begs. He slides his hand against her cheek. It takes everything in me not to react, but I don’t, for both our sakes.

“Alright, you two are coming with me. It’s time for Ramos and De Luca to learn a lesson.” Andrei chuckles, clutching my arm with one hand and Willow with the other.

He hands us over to a guard, who I’m guessing is Ivan, by the two black hoods in his hand. I turn to Willow and mouth, ‘ I love you ,’ and she does the same before we both are injected and drop to our knees.

The whole world turns cold and black, and I’m hoping the next time I wake up, this will all be a horrifying dream.

If only.