The Daughter Of The Mafia Boss
Chapter 31

Violet, you need to calm down a little. Better... better put that gun down and let's talk.

-Answer what I asked you-she looks at him without even blinking.

-It's best that you answer him, Daniels.

-No, it was not your father, nor any of our men. I have not given any order like this, you must believe me little.

She seemed to believe Daniels which resulted in her lowering the gun as she shed more tears. The blonde, feeling the pain of her niece, approaches her, he leans down until he is at the same height as her. -Calm down Violeta.

"He is dead, someone has killed him," she says in a voice of pain.

"Violet, listen to him..."

"I don't think he's dead, it's most likely that they took him away," he comments, crouching down.

-That? She looks up.

-From the evidence, I suspect that they took him by force.

-Why do you say that? -Violet quickly stands up.

-For this-He shows him a syringe with the contents intact-I think they tried to sedate him but I assume that the gas has rendered him innocent.

She looks at the syringe with a little hope in her heart, if Dylan was still alive then there was hope of seeing him again.

-I will find it! "She," she says decisively.

-Violet -Her uncle warns -You know that Demian will not allow it, it will be impossible for you...

-I need... She interrupts him. "I need to find it, man," she answers, finally turning around.

Daniels looks at her firmly and then at Gastón who denied. The girl would not rest until she found Dylan's whereabouts, and that would be a serious problem for the family. Violeta's movements caught her attention, the young woman turned around to leave the apartment. Then Daniels made a sign to Gastón and he immediately hit an important part of Violeta's body that would leave her unconscious.

The brunette fell unconscious in the arms of the muscular man who carried her on his shoulder. She turned to see Daniels who arrived next to her.

-She will be very angry when she wakes up.

-By the time she does she will be very far from home.

[...]

His eyelids were so heavy that he had a lot of trouble opening his eyes. What was happening? That inner voice asked. The truth is that he was a little disoriented, and when he finally managed to open his eyes, a strong desire to vomit invaded his system, leading him to run on one side to vomit all the contents of his stomach.

"Damn it," he growls.

He tries to sit up while he wipes his mouth with the back of his hand, with a frown he observes his surroundings, releasing a sigh. With great difficulty he stands up, noticing that he was still dressed like he was when he was in his house, staggering a little he walks to the window of that room in which he was stuck.

-What the f**k-He massages his hair with his hand.

She looks out the window looking at many armed guards guarding the entrance of that house, and others doing rounds around the house. He felt his stomach turn once again, he swallows dryly, his head was going to explode that damn sedative, it did make him feel bad.

-Damn, not being able to get out of this place so easily.

[...]

-Do you think this is a good idea? -Reece's voice catches Daniels' attention.

-I will take her safe and sound.

-Why does dad want her in Las Vegas?

"And how the hell am I supposed to know? He's a bastard who doesn't tell me anything," the blonde grumbles, putting Violeta's suitcase in the car.

-Mom won't be happy with this, man. She will be furious when she finds out that my father has plans with Violeta.

-She looked for it -She answers, closing the suitcase -You know what to do if they ask about her.

-I think you should take Gastón with you, he will be your eyes behind your back.

The blonde didn't want to involve anyone else in the family, he didn't want the same thing to happen to Liam as he did to Liam. But his nephew was very right, he needs a strong and fast escort. -Very well, call him.

In the end, Gastón and Daniels began their journey to the airport where Daniels' private plane was waiting for them... after half an hour Gastón took Violeta's body out of the car without any problem, while Daniels took the lead, approaching the plane that already had the open door to wait for him.

Then several cars appeared out of nowhere, they were hurrying in the same direction as Daniels and Gastón. The pair did not have time for anything, everything happened so quickly that they barely managed to escape the barrage of bullets that fell on them. Gastón ran behind the car, placing Violeta on the ground and then taking the gun from her. Daniels got into the plane, and from there he began shooting at the invaders.

-GASTON, GET VIOLET OUT OF HERE NOW! -He shouts at him from inside the plane.

-I'M NOT GOING TO LEAVE YOU ALONE -Answer over the roar of the bullets.

-M@LDITA BE A MAN, GET AWAY. She is A F*****G ORDER.

Gaston clenches his jaw in anger, he knew that if he left they would kill Daniels. There were too many men for him alone. His wife would never forgive him if she let her father be murdered, she couldn't leave, duty told her that she had to support the family. Crouching, he opens the back door of the truck from which he takes out a black suitcase. When I opened it, it was full of weapons. He took the most powerful one and started shooting at the cars that had not let their guard down.

-Gasssston! -Screams the blonde at the top of his lungs.

As a result of that shooting, Violeta sits up holding her head. She heard the detonations of the weapons, but she still couldn't clarify her thoughts. "Damn," he mutters.

-Violet, cover yourself now.

She looks up to see Gastón shoot while he was hiding behind the car, but what the hell was happening? The young woman looks over the edge of the car realizing that she was at the airport and that there were many vans parked near them which They didn't stop shooting at them. Who the hell were those guys? He heard the screams of his uncle Daniels on the side, he was shooting from his private plane.

-What the hell is happening, Gastón?

"Cover yourself," she orders him.

She frowns, spots the black bag, digs through it, pulling out a gun. She checks the cartridge making sure she was loaded, she gets into attack position. She would later settle accounts with Gastón and his uncle.

Young Morgan started shooting, but not at the guys but at the cars. Right at the gas tank, she was thinking of frying all those f*****g bastards. As soon as she hit the first car, it made a huge explosion that raised the car a few meters off the ground. -Well done, precious.

She looks angrily at Gastón and continues shooting without stopping, she was so full of anger because she sensed that if she was at the airport it meant that they were planning to take her away from Oregon and away from Dylan. Oh, that time they really crossed the line! She told him that voice in her head.

But while Violeta was immersed in her thoughts, more cars arrived and more people got out of them. And that was when she and Gastón saw a guy with a bazooka-type weapon.

"Run Violeta," Gastón shouts, walking away from the car.

She does the same just as the bomb's whistle traveled towards the two of them. By the time the roar of the explosion was heard, the bodies of Violeta and Gastón fell abruptly to the pavement.

The van was on fire and occasionally exploded in certain parts. Violeta was disoriented, resting her body on her elbows, looking out of the corner of her eye at the car. She couldn't even hear anything. She was stunned by the explosion. Then she saw Gastón away from her. She wasn't moving and that worried her. She tried to stand up but a horrible pain settled in her leg. When she saw what it was, she noticed that a sharp metal was embedded in her thigh. -Shit-she takes it hard and she yanks it out of him-. AAAHHHH! F**k! -Shout.

The girl began to drag his body to see Gastón's condition, she prayed that he was not dead because she would not bear it. But then she began to lose her vision, everything became blurry and dark. What was happening to her? He looks at the part of her thigh noticing that the pool of blood that was under her was important. She was bleeding to death.

"Gas... Gaston," he whispers, falling against the ground.