Forced To Marry The Mafia's Son

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nd. And no matter how hard mom probed, he wouldn't say what the problem was. I would have tried to inquire of him, wh

ne by this time? Probably dad's boss or one of the errands boys he sends over. I mean, I've never seen dad's

need a helping hand around this house. I get tired from running all the errands for M

down the stairs to the front door.

the door. I sigh and roll my eyes, again. Whichever asshole is on the other side of this door, clearly has

here in front of me is the most enchanting pair of grey eyes, sharp jaws, that could rival the cutting power of dia

nd him, the Queen of England would be amazed. And they are all armed to the fucking tooth. Mr. Too good to be true has a man around his father's age or ol

a neat shiny black suit, with a permanent scowl on

brows pinch together. Did he not just hear my questio

he younger one, and roughly shove

es?", He thunders, kicking stuff ou

ater, my mom surfaces. Her pupils dilate in equal

Men

", the younger Mendoza drawls sarcas

. Mobsters. That explains all the arms, and men, and aura. Mom finally gathers herself and calls dad's name. A

The look on his face is like that of a Li

m dripping from his voice. He punches dad so hard, he fa

hold him on his knees. The smirk from earlier on Mendo

booms in the silence of the room. He was pissed, beyond pissed even. And papa. What did he do to these peop

endoza Jr scoffs and squats

rel of his gun to dad's head. This is probably not the time, but this is the first time I'm seeing a gu

xt life, try to be more loy

mouth. Mom stands quietly at a corner whimpering i

urns to face me, fury b

the problem?", I

kill my dad?", He throws me a

"... I'm going to babysit him. What the

going to kill him", he nods, a

Now do me a favor a

. He groans loud, tugging at his perfectly slicked back hair, like a

ather. And after that, I'll create a pretty little hole in the middle of

n speaks up for the fist time, slowly strolling ove

ps back. Mendoza Snr scrutinizes me

s bottom lip "We'll keep her", Mendoza Snr says

What are we going to do with her, eat her? I'm hoping you say k

t punishment, at least for Montes. I guess he will die in a few days when he doesn't see

o my father "... The next time you fuck with me, I'll put a bullet between your eyes faster than yo

parents?", Stephano pinches the bridge of his nose. Okay, I should

oulder, and leans in till

generous like that, if you're still unable to choose where

ing generous. I can't let him kill my dad. I mean even if I go with

I have to, just don't kill my d

ng the old man along", he ord

an agreemen

chills deep into my bones and like a robot, I start to walk.

k of the tinted SUV the Mendoza's c

sion, a spoil of war, well he's got one. A