Mafia King's Lost Princess

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y, twisting my ankle in the process. I didn't fall too far as he caught me

something expensive about his scent. I couldn't quit

ximity to him, his presence overwhelming. I wiggled out of his grasp as the announ

ssed in his conversation. I hurried out of the room, fe

so in desperate need of a timeout. Two days ago, Pablo called me while I was in class. I

istently right after that. Finally, I had no choice but to e

t the loud sound. "Do you know how long I have been calling? Don't y

? Is this how you repay me? For all the years I

im down. "But I'm in class right now. It's important for

ry well then. Don't let it be late," h

ust after I moved to Rome. Pablo gave me nothing to travel with,

ould have fainted. The kind lady who offered me the job sometimes fed me

e fact that I was winning bets now. Somehow, I

y confused me. He explained that it was my new name and my alias. Back in

t to roll my eyes as

spite my asking. Impatiently, I tapped on the table, drumming my fingers, a habit I had picked

ned, and my mouth swung open. "Dad! I do

le before responding, "

to survive the month, and the next fight wasn't until a while. I had €8,000 and w

ed like he was drunk. "I'll come around if you don't give me what

t what would happen if Pablo came looking for me. Perhaps h

in class. Worst of all, maybe he would go with me to t

y from the fights. I was even surprised to know that he

that I should

em. It's not like you're not pretty. You are just a bit..."

ve a boyfriend that could fund my stepfather's proclivities.

back against the light pink walls of my bedroom, com

because I knew I was beginning to get strange looks, and I wo

bler was me, but not much to realize the Kingpin

ing the arena, I would definitely keep his eye. But what could I do? I had li

oesn't this count

ould be coming in a couple of days, so perhaps there was hope. I would