Surviving Gangster's Love

er for him to take a few bites before he left for work. He was so overworked that he looked haggard. Looking back, I should have sensed something out of place, with Austin being away till late at n

time the deadline is near and hate my editor's nagging, so I thought he was going thro

h a duffle bag. He was stuffing things into it in a rush. "Sera, I will be outside the

tingly. It was still awkward to say things like tha

ed. But how was I supposed to know that a seemingly normal office worker could get involved with the Mafia and gangsters? It was really fantastic for even a fantasy writer like me. Austin was so normal, so easygoing that I could never imagine him being into

anyone, so I saw through the peephole of my front door. Four heavily built men in all black were standing outside

a flat tone. It was so devoid of any temperature that I had my nerves all tied up at that point. I

I frantically called Austin. I called multiple tim

the impact as I staggered back a few steps. I don't know what happened in the next few minutes. When I came to my senses,

of them said as he wal

slip? I was right outside t

ose. We were not supp

smart? She was call

inch. My phone was lying at some distance with the screen full of cracks and chipped-off corners. I don't know who pulled the tissues and stuffed them in my nose. I was not fully conscious, I think. I remember sitting in the corner, near the door,

footage around the area. They told him Austin had hidden in someone's car trunk and thus slipped unnoticed. Th

e, so the bastard will retu

ce was so hoarse that I cou

re you

l my willpower. Even the slight movement resulted in a shooting pain in my nose. I was breathing heavily through my mouth after ju

nd has caused me some serious losses, and now that he has run a