Mafia King’s Stubborn Slave

ted again against the wall as I was sitting on my ass, my knees hugging my ches

trust me, it's better for both of us if you just come with me." He said. And I

yway, my body

rised as he st

th a few of my own coloured words. Or maybe even j

was. "What, no reaction? They said you were spiteful." H

uld think they were pearls. His face grew sore, and he shook his head, and his face turned ba

most like

my body, the chilled air

whisper. And he blinked like he was contem

ost in there for hours if you didn't know which way you were going. But I g

be him; he looked a lot less shady and tense than the other men here. He glanced back at

, but why does he want me here

was all he was going to say about that topic. Looking around

et, but I cou

ery door and then burn th

down here without me." Fargo uttered it like a

s sayi

alone, they will shoot you." Fargo

I found it hard to believe that he was actually

e, and what has he done to protect

hy did they call the scar

re, the more ques

en door, my eyes shinin

regretful look. His face tensed with a warni

answer. If he tells you to do something, you do it. You can't do what you did t

as I fiddled with my nails, of which many had now

ode before it opened, and he gazed at me one more time. His hand grab

ess, I heard the

lt that had to

my hands barely catching me

struggled to support

es, it was quiet, and I

e went to ShallowCreek High School, where she passed the top of her class, earning her a scholarship to Yale, wh

, it was a throne. His very own unholy

, yet many sexual encounters o

e people in front of me. The four grey w

ses," Fargo said as he crossed his arms, and I licked my lips. Was that what he was get

ue about what her brother was doing

The man who choked me growled at F