The Mafia Don's Little Woman

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bread crumbs for dinner but my family ha

for dinner was carted away by Jeremy. The bread crumbs were only gotten

ford something nice w

dining area for us. He whispered in his babyish t

have these for dinner

d as I busied, arranging

g and also at lunch. We should

o eat. What is here, is what we are having tonight.

d and that weakened me. I gave a deep si

ing better like chicken wings or pasta or macaroni?" I raised my bro

e is a frea

mise?" H

y for a bet. I smiled, reassu

f to the dining ar

en the door to our house burst open, we

ond thought, if it were Jeremy he would by now be uttering g

over-motherly nature pleaded with me

o the fuck barge into our house

ly built, entered the dining area. Bryan quickly ran to hide

t of the three asked with his hu

e fucking fuck is J

if not believing what I said they began to rummage around the kitchen, flinging uten

n't be hidden in a kitchen cabinet mister. He's n

to stop talking

leader, moved towards me. With every step he took forwa

throat. My feet bare

He asked this time i

ther two guys but the devil inside me

otherfucker. Why not go search your casino

on changed and I knew that I had touche

rying and begging for me to

y nose bled as a result of hitting them hard on the f

for Jeremy's flaws." He said. Tha

as he done? I struggled to come

her chin, whispering something to her. Alt

ricken hands off my

ing me, I kicked and hit

lacked out. I winced as my head banged like I had a hangover. The

bright fluorescent lights. I forcefully shut them again

room, not Kira's Damien's

m I?" I tho

handle but it was locked from the outside. I banged on the

, helplessly. My eyes scanned thro

it. It was painted blue, my favorite color and some paintings hung lazily o

e room when the door clicked open. I step

e into view, into the light,