The Mafia Secrets

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slumber where I was winning an award unt

ht over my heart, and glared at the person

." Adrian sighed. "Do you have a

nked a pillow in his direction

an eyebrow before bending

d, cupping my cheeks, reminiscing the i

t about, hu

got,"

s about winning an award or getting m

t both. I got married to my all-time crush, then I became a w

hit my face, and

." He bumped his fist in the air wit

er?" I snickered, threading my fi

table dreams? I literally saw you trying to kiss a pillow, muttering the wedding vows. However, the part where your face got all greedy when

and get

waste on trashy people, anyway." Adrian ro

lanced at my worst enemy, the al

hell!" I

. For a brief moment, my eyes hovered over the jacuzzi pitifully. I didn't have

leep for Dylan Lewiston. He wou

I won't let your s

mpoo in my hair at a lightning speed, I slipped into a white crop top and mid-thigh length Hawaiian skir

hair, letting them fall over over my shoulde

lready," I muttered under my breath and

ad greeted, both sitting on their r

at and grabbed a toast. "Wh

ess in his voice. Although it seemed suspicious for him to leave that early

n's office. Straightening my clothes, I walt

ng me from my previous visits, and snickere

, the receptionist, and banged he

us gem." I took off my shades and win

What do you want right now?" Nina crossed her

s good." She rolled her e

shifting into a much serious tone. "If you don't let me meet him t

st hustling part of the day for a receptionist was the morning where she had to

hing to do with you," she almost pleaded. Internally, sh

I want, and I want him to train me. Therefore, do both of us a favor and ca

n a foul mood today. He's going to f

According to rumors, he doesn't show that

a sigh and leaned closer, whispering, "That's certainly true. But any fool could g

pathetic for all the employees that lost t

She clasped her hands together and begged me, but

here unless you book an ap

in defeat and placed h

here was an imposter in her place but didn't question

talking to Dylan over the phone, obse

job for me, so I really hoped she survived. If sh

t up with Dylan when Nina exclaimed, almo

information. After a month of struggles a

over the counter, pulling Nin

Nina squirmed under my grasp, so I left her and start

bout to march in the direction of the elevator when Nina in

t accepted nonetheless. I waited for one mon

at the waiting area. I thanked her s

h memes to pass time until I got bored out of my

ying with the ring in my hand, which was a present from my m

wide eyes as the ring went rolli

, dumbf

basement? Secondly, how could my ring just slip off

wards the underground floor. I was one creepy

n a dark underground basement was like walking in a coffin. Well, I was doing t

as hidden many corpses there. What if there was a mafia leade

what ifs' came

felt as though the darkness was going to

e flashlight o

. To be honest, I was waiting for a ghost to pop out and jump-

s don't exist. It's all humans who were the real monster

et there be any ghosts or corpses. Don't let me get killed. I don't want to

e ground, flashing around the light, making sure t

eyes twinkled at the latest modeled cars. At that moment, I forgot all

baby." I gushed over the

long as a bloodcurdling s

heard a few more cracking noises. I was about to turn on my heels to make a

ng inside. In front of me laid a long, narrow corridor with bloo

me from, but my phone had slipped out of my grasp. As

int. I was freaking out-would also be a huge understa

ped the bids of sweats that had formed on my fore

from the end of the hallway. I cleared my dry throat, taking

on-ups and formal black pants, each of them carrying different types of guns. Another man in the same ou

front of the injured person with a blank expression, a rev

t came out of that wounded guy before he was shot in the

f from letting out a gasp and squeezed my eye

anding in his place, an irritated look on his face. "Shit, I got blood on my

n, and all he cares about was h

ch resulted in me bumping into someone behind m

were darting in my direction. A pin-drop silen

d fearfully gazed in front of me to a pair of

xpression? Was it a

the windows to a soul. But his eyes, they conveyed

and gulped down the lump in my throat. Now wasn't t

r I was supposed to be scre

ys thought his voice was sexy during the interviews,

e to form understandable words. All I could th