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Mafia King

Chapter 2 No.2

Word Count: 1509    |    Released on: 05/09/2022

nses finally regained. My head ached so much. It felt like I had drun

s my eyes completely opened, I was met with darkness.

the softest pillow and the softest quilt. The be

. I stopped r

sn't m

ater eyes were st

realized later that what I did was in vain. He wasn't moving at all. He stayed seated on the sofa only a meter beside me.

remembere

g." I spat. I made sure t

ced its deepness and masculinity. It was g

tilted to the side, wo

pay fo

can afford it?" I

nd I will give it to you." He leaned his elbows on his knees, making him lean forward towards me. His face was n

will never be able to afford it." His

t tes

ruth. No amount of mone

yes. It was surreal, making my hands itch to work on a white canvass. I haven’t been in th

for a moment, letting the space as an opportunity for me to ques

criminal... and that I saw him killin

g to be my w

-

together, praying and begging him to allow m

was putting the guns in its holster. I gulped at the sight. Maybe it's a bad idea

uite brave, aren't you?" He leaned against the counter and cro

g at me with no intention of answering my plea. "Look, if I don't go out and sign those documents then

ly respond that I got was him adj

whatever

ds a lot of plan

you want but nothi

s with my decision. "You are my whore. It's only fitting that I do you like my very own puttana." His finge

y fists, holding back my displeasure. He withdrew his ha

de those paintings?" He

ne that you destroye

y from the counter and stood straight to face me. His height devoured mine and I e

withdraw my glare. "Someone

ce but I didn't stand back. I know he has two guns to kill me but I can't seem to shake off the mem

inst my right. His pink plump lips hovered

ver heard o

gulped down an

-

only that... he's literally a mafia

m t

scr

fuc

. I don't think I can stomach the though

going to have a meeting with your friend." He h

boss is a god. A greek god. A greek it

ared of his existence. I wish I didn't know. I wish he didn't tell me who he really was. M

h to buy me a coffee paire

own my fear while asking. I couldn't even have th

haven't eaten anyth

not Amore. "Why

puttana all skins and bones. You will not be those women I came across who would defy me by thinking I would care if they d

and anxious self. "Can you just let me go? Please just let me go. I would even for

could see those eyes that reminded me of clear waters. It was near grey. My hands were itching to draw him and paint him right after. The wave of his hair

nd I mean no one gets away from these eyes, ragazza." He was no longer smirking. His

you. Not like this. I don't wanna follow you

ily

n. He leaned back to his seat while my

ry's alre

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