The Mafia King and his hard-headed slave

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cy on my enemies,

there are a

en with a po

ess it's yours or it's

riend's wife, in m

t your

for information, an

ay family a

probably stupid for most people, but if one of th

where I'm going. Behind me, the metal door clos

re and more as I pass by them. I heard a scream and the breaking of glasses. What if this is a dungeon, maybe for a torture room? It

er is on the trigger, ready to press it at any moment. I have to listen, wa

m my right. The door wasn't locked, so I turned the handle, opened

aming and breaking glasses anymore, but I definitely hear music. I peeked in and saw tabl

s and pubs unless they're yours or it's for a job." But is this

round my waist

, cigarettes, drugs... Some girls take off their shirts, showing their bodies to hungry audiences. It's nothin

r is late. If he doesn't come for 10 minutes, I don't intend to wai

s. He has two more minutes to get his ass here. This is the reason why I don't like to go out, go to parties, bars. Everything is so sick. Sweat is f

al people looked in that direct

lipstick on his neck and shirt, but everything else looks perfect and neat. Even his messy golden hair. He moved in my direction and al

me, dropping a bo

, looking in his direction. I know what this

ared with red lipstick as well as his chest. I looked

I thought your mommy and dadd

ing back at the bouque

ll sign of attention and gratit

t snore. "I didn

he smirked making me w

es. "What do I

t to your bed, and think about me while dressing." he looked me up and down as if he were measur

d attempt, but instead, I kept

l me to talk me into drinking and sex, aren'

. "You already know about Emily Motelli, and I figured since it was yours

ry. My brown eyes wandered across his face a

once more. "You're not that smart are you, even the go

know you're mommy's and daddy's princess full of yourself, empty-headed, but be

early visible on his chest and arms as well. I watched him, trying to

is

ly not some dirty Butler who can't even wipe the fucking

olov, I will always be the only person who will tell you what

opened my mouth to say something but was interrupted by a

o drink?" he asked, hi

ni, shaken n

is notebook, and then turned

wil

, with a grin on his face. The waiter turned to me once

d at the waiter. "The lady will take 60 p

smirk, winking back. "I'll be

h his hand, clenching his teeth. I can see the tensio

tmares because of all that alcohol, love? We d

est drink I drank. Oh and, are you fucking James Bond?

ward me with his elbows on the table. "All I can s

know you were old eno