Mafially Yours

g to stop him, but I didn't want to make a sce

when we arrived in the parking lot, I pulled m

k you're taking me

nd everyone is expecting you to go bury your father t

on is to kidnap me."

back, he didn't hesitate. I heard the remote beep. He opened the back seat, threw me inside, and shut the door. Right when he stepped away, I tried to open the door, but

ut. "What do you think you're doing?" I yell

t look like

you doi

danger." H

he was quiet for a w

your father are prob

e sunk deep

?" My voice b

the questions

Did Dad have problems with other companies? He told me a lot of people a

nodded, "Yeah,

e you la

the police?" He i

them wha

ich

I made it out of the house, the

no

So

d the impatienc

ho killed my da

Either he is trying to annoy me or he is very slow in everythi

said. I sighed

iden in the mirror, but he didn't say anything. He knew I understood that he didn't want to tell me an

took place. Little by little, we started to drive between tall trees and dark streets. But I was too t

d! O

g. I quickly opened

. Two men were standing on each side of the gate. Huncho carefully drove inside and lowered the car beams. The whole ground was full of lights as we drove on the concrete. There were greens on both sides of the car. We kept driving for about fiv

t why I was there. Huncho got out of the car an

re we?"

eason we have all of this place." Using his

ow

ritated, but his smirk showed me otherwise. "You know all the time he

orrected him. He smiled and then nodded. "

. I hopped off and scanned the place. No matter how lit and beautiful the place was, it was

staying here. I a

ed. "I told you this morning that I will not repe

reating me like this!" I met his

a loud sigh. He started walking towards the building. I debated for just a few seconds if I should follow him or not. When I looked around and found

at were on the left since there were two sets of stairs on either side of the room. When we finally reached the top of the stairs, we passed by a seating area and right next to it, there was a corridor that was full of doors. But Huncho led us up to another set of stairs. By the looks of it, I c

th wide eyes. This room is bigger than my own apartment. I gasped when I saw my father's big portr

a room in this house?" I

tone wasn't believing it. It was like someone told him what to say and he was just reciting what he learned by heart. "Oh, and one more thing," he turned to catch my attention, pointing his index finger at me, "the only r

protecting me from? Who killed my fath

estions that attacked it that the moment I