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my hair was beginning to look like I hadn't bothered to comb it this morning. That's what

p the small chuckle that escaped my lips as I passed the busy counter where Daisy was trying to keep up with the orders of all the tired custom

me and carried on preparing drinks for the line of customers which seemed to be increasing by the second. The coffee shop where Daisy works is one of the

which means I need to start working a lot harder if I want a good degree. Thankfully Daisy allows me to work up here in silence since no one comes u

ishes her shift around 7pm, the coffee shop usually closes at 9pm. Thankfully, I've always managed to leave on time, the thought of being locked in

y feeling exhausted from today's work. And I

family all watching tv, my eyes landed on my mom and I dropped down on the couch

hard baby." I smiled sweetly at my mom who was stroking my hair. "I know." As you can probably tell I'm my mom

ooked up from his phone to send me a glare knowing exactly what was about to happen. "Son your sister is right. You should be doing more to help your mother. Go and heat up Jordan's di

ff my make up and change into my comfy pyjamas. I let the scent of the food guide me towards the kitchen as m

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y-two year old I would be able to control a class of six year olds. That's definitely not the case. Eventually I got out of self pity mode and worked for the next

than I originally thought it was. My eyes were focused on the bathroom door across the r

ick Italian accent caused shivers to run down my spine. "Tomorrow is a little early, I

English accent spoke again with a slight quiver to it. "Okay s-sir." I froze at the mention of killing someone, who the hell are these people? I peered

I will put a bullet between your eyes without hesitati

im. "You will meet your men here at 5pm, I expect you all to be armed and ready. We

my heart rate increased when I began to realise just how dangerous these people were. I stepped back in an attempt to get back upstairs u

ce. "Is someone else here?" There was a sound of chairs screeching along the wooden floor be

wo later the footsteps slowed and the Italian voice spoke once again this time full of anger. "You're fucki

out a scream. This time the footsteps came faster in my direction, I quickly tu

a scream. He carried me kicking and screaming back to the coffee shop and set me on my feet just as the lights

He towered over my 5'5" frame, his muscles clearly evident through his expensive, fitted suit. We stood in silence as two men stood

e two guys behind him grabbed me and put me down on a chair. They stood next to m

my safety, but I couldn't find it in me to beg him to keep me alive. I've always been stubbo

my comment amusing but this guy didn't. He just seemed to be more angered by it. He lifted his gun and pointed it below my chin. "Any more

en on either side of me. "In your dreams you Italian prick." He chuckled darkly at my comment. "Do you know who I am sweetheart?" I glared at him with narrowed eyes feeling anger bubble up inside of me at his condescending tone. "No, and I do

e after pulling back the hammer. "Y-yes." He flashed me a sinister smirk before standing up. "I'm sure you'll be a fu

the guys away from me and stamping on the other one's foot. I stood up but before I could move I was pushed against

et you free? Sweetheart you're stuck with me now." I glared straight at him refusing to show him any

e and I've got my job and my family." That was my way of begging him to let me go in a round about way but he just shook h

ay. "Three months." He nodded and stepped closer to me. "Fine, you have three mo

looked at him in shock. "M-marrying you?" He nodded with a blank exp

ince he smirked and stepped towards me once again. "Sorry I forgot you don't know who I am. I'm Ad

think she will marry him? Don