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Armando's POV
I was in my office late at night, sitting in the dull brightness which was approaching from other buildings that were making my documents visible on the desk which I was trying to read. I was busy signing some paperwork along with sipping one of my favorites. My desk was full of different kinds of bottles and rum was what I was deeply keened on. This was the only way to keep me calm otherwise I might have killed almost every scumbag that tried to talk to me. I had already killed every scumbag who betrayed me; even their families too but not one apparently; who is that shitbag, Nicolas.
That motherfucker kidnapped my kitten from me and hid her far away in London, he even hired Ashlynn to kill our baby. And Of course, how could she live when she had committed such a crim
