The Mafia Lord's Hacker

use where a middle-class family lived in. It was the kind of house that would have two kids-a boy and a girl.

off my face. In no time, he tied the fabric over my eyes to shut me out from the wor

in the same language that the me

ke. Sweat was claiming my body and my heart wouldn't stop its sprinting. Despite

ed to see. Not only to know where I was going so I could escape and find my way back home, but

as going to kill me, but that didn'

ni chuckled. I turned to the source of the so

n't plan on killing yo

e the hairs on my neck stand up a bit straighter. I wondered what his hilarity meant.

a temper. However, as long as you listen to him, you should be okay," Giovanni informed me with pure honesty

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You will work for us in hopes

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sition, I don't believe I have much of a choice. They were g

her you take th

?" I a

r if this was how my mother felt when she was stolen from her life... her normal life... her life when she w

of making it out alive were slim. I just needed some form of reassurance. I tried to

on. I heard car doors begin to open and close leaving the wind to rush into the car

s. I couldn't see them, but I could just tell that trees were surrounding my very existen

ving without want as I was dragged by the ma

or with a hard thud. As quickly as I could, I raced over to the door only for it to be slammed in my face.

of here!" I plea

the fabric. A relief pounded my mind to

as a door leading to the bathroom and another one which led to a closet

lanced at my reflection from th

ed, banging aga

the floor. My eyes sought out the window to see the gathering of t

chest. I was taken just like my mother was taken from me. T

tears, like a new lens, helped me see that the world wasn't as pretty as it seemed. At the end of the day, I