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y closed eyelids like needles. I groaned and pulled the covers over my face, but the dusty fa

father has been living f

and stinking like no one had been in it for months

n't have it. I'd left that damned arrogant bastard's mansion without getting it ba

forever? Who knows if that asshat will

my father decided it'd be best to take my two-year-old self to live with his younger brother in Tennessee, probably because he was de

of the house, and a childhood filled with nothing but abuse. Emotional, physical, all of it. By the time I

ad a family member left. My father. So, when he called me for only the sec

ust to keep him safe. But I don't mind, he's my family and he's all I've got so I'm going to do my be

on, his face kept cree

g with me? He has big hands though. When he brushed the hair from my face and his fingers grazed my cheek...he s

rehead. Stop it

e that still worked. After digging around a little, I found an old, dusty one on a

time to figure out h

ied over the phone when he'd called me and told me the mafia was after him and if I could, I should come see him one last time before he died. I knew I wasn't going to let that happen, how? I didn't know, but I gathered up all the money I'd saved and booked the

with the number my father had called me from written on a piece of paper. An elderl

Hazel. Are

crackled through. "Hazel? Honey, is that

y. "And don't worry, Raffaele Mancini

up. "Hazel, that's dang

deal with him. I'll stay with him for a year starting today

aid, his voice breaking. "I'v

n't matter now. I just need to k

ust taking cover at their apa

ither. But Hazel you should know, that m

hard to speak. "I have to go now. This isn't my phone. I don't k

tact you, promise." he

thanked her, unsure what to do with the a

chatting like they didn't have a care in the worl

nd daughter pass by, when I noticed tw

er-looking men at the Mancini mansion. Am I being follow

too, and then the next corner, same thing, I pick u

rn to look back and notice they're still hot on my tail. Just then I bump into a wall...a war

, miss Hazel, the Don

tual fuck i