BOUND TO THE MAFIA KING

ill unable to fall asleep when

d, I had nightmares. As a result, I would wake up in a panic, realize it was a nightm

d I needed to get dressed and prepare every

ned my curtains. I blinked a few times to get used to t

turned around again and saw something on

ittle note attached. It said, "Wear this," when I pic

he note down and then picke

black skater-style dress with a little low cut that I could tell would reach at

half apron with lace trim aroun

aid dress that has been altered to look much more cont

fishnet tights to go with t

pair of simple black shoes tha

ar this. I'm hoping he'll see me wearing that

om and quickly showered without caring

ng mascara, blush, and lip balm, a

llow and smelt like vanilla orchid, rose buds, luscious ra

ror after putting on a broad, black he

ed quite exhausted,

nd towel in the laundry basket next to my be

rger mirror that I had discovered was

e me look like a baby p

in, I had a baby face from the neck up, and I looked like I had just com

, I didn't l

and then, without success, tried to pull it down a bi

ter the rooms, I still wanted to take a look

wait because it was too risky right

tiptoed down the left set of stai

roceeded to the cooking area. I noticed that the majority of the food

aking powder, and butter. I thought contentedly before almost immediatel

f the half apron that was placed around my waist because it didn't

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ncakes, laid out a variety of toppings, and arranged the ta

open. I jumped out of fear and grabbed a kitchen

ioritize

s approaching me. I concluded that

the knife close at hand

ice that said, "Som

ed, "Yeah, but Sebastian can't co

, "Perhaps he got his lazy

uckled when he did so and

in the doorway, and when they realized

asonably tall, had broad shoulders, a noticeable muscular f

aid, "Hello gorgeous." He had a faint Italian accent, too, though

just s

face started to heat up

purpose, so I stooped to retrieve i

ly, supposing they were Seb

meet you. As I stood behind the counter, sti

men, he appeared younger and much friendlier. He started talking again as he approached me, the other two males coming slowly behind him. Pointing

n in front of me and bowed

ed when he smiled or opened his mouth to talk. His smile lines nearly resembled dimples, and his eyes were large and round, haze

them to him, but

ore his dark hair in a quiff, just like Miles, and had high cheekbones and a very strong jawline. In addition, his eyes were stunning to look at an

m his blatantly menacing appearance, but you would most likely flee the moment you took your eyes off of him. He had un

attractive, imposing, a

he lovely lady, right Miles?" Fabio walke

ould see my skimpy attire and my

while grinning and licking his lower lip. Surprisingly, though,

rather amused, "It's lovely to meet you, Miss Selina, I hope you enj

io continued to stare at me with a little expression on his face as he appe

enzo, said, "She doesn't need your nasty áss germs all

y hand. He then gave me a tiny smile bef

o." I could tell Fabio w

men pretended to clean the surfaces while engaging in a conversation I d

voice. "So when did Sebast

h um..." but a famil

the displeasure in Sebastian's voice. For a brief while, he stood in the doorway wearing a suit, just like the other men

hen walked over to the tabl

and saw the three men staring at me that I realized I had turned my head away from the

hurried to our assigned tasks, Sebastian's loud

which surprised me because they seemed like the kind of p

t I could understand why even the m

ars with wealthy, intimidatin

a reliable source, and