Lured Into The Mafia's Den

ask her to tidy up the room, to bring order to the chaos. But another part knew h

he managed a smal

hat’s not arranged prope

widened sudden

y instead of expressing gratitude?

rning her attention to him. “I apologize for my granddaughter’s behavior. If you want to arrange everything here, feel free to do it. But be

She zipped her mouth and just stared

our stitches won’t be stre

on the tray. There was cere

d just the right amount of milk into

ke something’s wrong

tern, a rhythm, and a specific count?’ Zarina thought as she observed Draymond’s every move. She found it strange as

I’m thinking anymore.’

e, miss?” Draymond inqui

at the unexpected st

ing at you! How audacious of yo

void eye contact,” Draymond bluntly s

thing,” Zarina retort

ably having a hormonal imbalance. Hahaha,” Grandma

ma’s remark, Zari

ing, I suggest you get some more rest,

ma leave, Zarina

for him,’ Grandma Martha thought as she went to t

and shut the windows. He surveyed the room, feeling like he was in a prison.

*

ng Draymond’s thoughts. He just wanted to close his eyes so he wouldn’t hav

wns this room,’ he whispered, his

he room again. Finally, his eyes landed on the n

’ he whispered to himself an

he was used to in his room. He placed his bare

e bed,’ he said to himself as he estimated t

d neatly arranged them in the pencil case. His eyes scanned the surroundings repeatedly, sea

part of his body, he

ould be perfec

check his wound. But the moment she opened the door, she

ranging Zarina’s belongings? He looks extremely

ed the young

healed yet, and your body is still wea

saw, Grandma called hi

ng Grandma off guard with hi

Grandma went inside t

a brief smile. He released the book from his

deep breath, inhale, exhale, i

. But then, Draymond followed Grandma’s instru

sit down for a moment,” Grand

ediently fo

ew from the window when they sat on t

. But remember, you have the power to control your thought

he panicked in silence. He didn’t reply to her; ins

tside the window, Grandma took a deep breath

bout? I don’t understand,” Draymond’s eyes turned

this hobby of counting everything, tapping your fingers, and alw

. It felt as though Grandma had j

irect,’ he silently

rude. I didn’t even introduce

Grandma. What’s your name