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Chapter 2 The Past Catches Up

Word Count: 1180    |    Released on: 16/12/2024

nths

get dressed for work," I cooed

ite having been bathed, changed, a

ays hated being woken up. Especially in

can babysit for me. So I have to bring him into work with me everyday. Th

I can get ready, I hurried into my

e shampoo out of my hair when suddenly, I

er to grab my towel hanging on the rack. Wrapping the towel around

st my breath in that moment, shocked to see the handsom

eo sleeping peacefully as he sl

orway and made note of the guns in

how it was feet away from me

Especially with the way they c

o's safety. I can't do anythin

ar)," the handsome stranger said, his familiar vo

the room, before focusing my attention ba

tion. A question I wasn't in the

ine, is

ha

rk brow raised in a thinking manner. "Then that would mean it's been exactly

hat you're talkin

sh on my face as memories of his lips

me and if you lie to me again- you will regret it." He sighed, making sure to keep his

I adm

enying their uncanny resemblance. Mateo had the same dark

yone else since our last encounter. Whic

thought I caught a glimpse of hurt i

y of getting in contact with you. And

Tristan Agostin

liar sounding name. "Tristan, as in Trist

lied with a singl

Apparently, he's just one of three Mafias in the state of New Je

ng their names run

men in the world why did I have to g

, I practically tripped trying to get to my gun. Swiftly retrie

weapons, aimed and ready as they awaited

t me and my son out of here and as

ouldn't stop trembling. I was fine

t became a whole l

not really going to shoot me with o

d the t

hing ha

nto his pocket with his free hand and pull

sighed heavily, running a hand through his gelled hair. "Before we leave, I need to know that you'll be a good girl." He ti

I know he's the leader of a dangerous criminal organi

I have to spend my entire life running, then that's what

ut angrily. I stepped towards him so I coul

sound of my voice, his little cry r

ck my son!"

g to behave?"

ck

ession on his face. Suddenly I fel

eye lids growing heavy with exhaus

"Va bene figliolo. Papà è qui(It's okay son. Daddy's here)," he cooed sof

I succumbed to the exhaustion wrackin

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