STUCK WITH THE MAFIAN TWINS

lm tapped me severally on my fo

, stretching and mentally calculating. I looked around for a

scurry away, a ha

Ricci Rutherford. I slowly turned my head, somehow wishing I could disappear before we lock eye

ughed like anything

ere?" I finally managed to ask, l

In my house? Well Chelsea, I live he

I in your house?" I shoute

ow. I found you on my property."

ed, trying my hardest

od. Also, you owe me a new shirt." He paused, sipped vodka, then stood up. I s

" I asked, finally putti

aughtily at the city so full of life and

r there?" I whispered,

oarse voice stoned the last ele

." I drawled after several

s." He swiftly responded, tu

rom the bed, refusing to allow

ing's not right; I need to talk to my best friend.

eed to wake up! You are still asleep! Open your ey

lking about?" I frown

lifting me and tossing me on the bed. "For one hundred and fifty years, the Rutherfords have toiled day and night to have the name we have today so if you think you and your little best friend can ruin that, then you'll have a whole ocean to mop dry

n a million questions swirled my mind but no answer showed up. I staggered to my feet, unsure if anything he sa

e; after all, she's unemployed. Why would she take those pictures? Why am I the victim? What happened to my father? Even worse, why the hell am I

ded heavily as he stormed int

. What the next move is, I don't know but for a

morrow. You must be on time! It's a family dinner. My mother will be there. Yo

m that night. Hurrying out, I tore through his closet and picked up his black joggers

oor. Heavily built men stood there, watching everyone like eagles. If anything, I blende

to hide my face from the guard

of the guards comma

ammered, cursing my br

to leave the premises." He retorted, pushing

staff called, unfortu

ed me all the way up the stairs till I met myself in the gatheri

Ricci laughed as t

ring my heart beat as I glared at

anxiety hit me from my guts. Reluctantly, I moved towards the fanc

denly moving. I glanced at their faces in genuine

the table, I mutter

an. I looked up, avoiding any eye contacts as I waited for the worst. Mrs

ra commanded. I stood up immediate

ws together to show what

rked, banging his fisted

gulping down m

xplanation as to what is going on." Matteo defen

breath in, expressing h

heir to The Rutherford Organization to roam the streets with common man! Even worse, those pictures and videos of your night with Ricci surfing the internet now, has jeopardized my hard work. As I told you earlier today, you owe me and I thought to myself after Matteo spoke with me and I realized that neither you nor your dad can produce a million doll

ve a lot to talk about because c

ake's voice bounced

wobbly knees. I have a million questions but only time will

fore you woke up." Mat

or comfort but only fear wa

ra slammed the tabl

ith her nose high and her e

fucking