Claimed By The Mafia King

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the only illumination now the dim light of the ga

e; but I didn't come here for life. I came here to make a mark in

guez sent to me. I browse through them, highlighting one in

secret compartments; everything is laid out in front of me. This is wh

take a second before his "Hey bos

t. Fill me in. What exactly

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area coyly to make sure no one is following me. I'm dressed casu

he night. The bell jingles at the top as I push my way inside, all eyes turn to me and

to a booth with a good view of the wide

other Mafia groups, the one leading the plot to overthrow me as king. When I get a

g to blend in as much as possible, eyes still drift to me

at the neckline and it's drawing more attention than I thought it

you like to order anything else?" She ask

urn back to the window and finally I see something. A guy comes out, nearly wh

nds down his throat, watching him squirm for air until the lig

r and he stumbles into the back seat. I quickly pull out my phone, zooming in an

y pay on the table, pushing open the doors of the coffee shop. I

een and I smirk, making a mental note to giv

ty cameras to get these. He sends me the

alley to park my own car. I step out, looking arou

my phone, just a few minutes from where I am. I pull up my hood, I don't want to risk being spotted, although no one but

over grown one. I try to keep my cool act but I stop in my tracks when I see her.

in my arms again and I try to maintain composur

part of me just wanting to run to her

right outside." A picture follows and I see Marcus embracing a girl with brunette hair. I zoom

y heart skips a beat. Images of her anywhere near that dirty scumba

ps, seeing red and my heart takes another leap as her steps quicken too. She must've noticed me a while

too after a breath. She's fast but I'm faster. I grab a hold of her arm, putting a hand over her mouth before sh

y to call her down, "Shhhh ange

y's

myself from his grasp, tears stinging the corner of my eyes. Is this how I di

he's too strong and my body slumps afterward, my sore muscl

spers in my ear quietly and a shiver runs through my spine. That

st to run from, I need to be smart. I nod against his palm clamping my mouth shut and he releases it just a bit, pau

r his hold on me I probably would've hit the c

make out his face. "Who are you? What do you want from me?" I ask, completely confused. What the hell

t tell you that right now. But I need you to g

onfusion and annoyance at this point. "Y

ocus Daisy, a creep is holding you hostage in a dark alley. Well not exactly, he just wa

tly and goosebumps rise on my skin. I strain to see his face, noticing t

oneliness in me talking, but this guy doesn't seem so bad after all. I mean for so

As long as you don't

He frees me from his hold and the night air he'd been blocking makes me

h his victims run, and my heart rate only goes back to a normal pace when I kick my

ling for however long. I fall asleep to the sound of he