Blood And Mafia Ties

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pinning me to

ed to free myself from his rigid grip. My breath

I stopped strugglin

so soon, Mom and Dad," I tho

ase his grip, and I instantly fel

coughed and gasped for air, my ha

him with curiosity. But instead of positive answers, my

d to look at my face, consider one of your emeralds gone!" H

bowed my he

e snapped, his angry to

ed, my trembling v

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!" He commanded, h

tammered, terrified,

he declared, followed b

ck out your eyes and feed them to Damon."

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e replied

d to my chamber soon." He declared, and with this, h

aced, as I pondered the uncertainty of m

d aside my thoughts and decided

ged into the maid-like attir

I became lost in thought, trying to u

iar voice of that of the gray-eyed guy suddenly boomed be

o obey and trailed behind him. We stopped in f

and stepped inside. To my sur

of the room, my eyes couldn

n my boss's suite. With the faint blue light casting a pe

rtrait of the Mafia lord on the wall. The portrait featured him wearing red lenses,

red lenses in the po

s indeed his room. But since I couldn't find him anywhere, curiosity

nce, and I quickly turned and bowed my

wasn't alone; a wom

ummoned me to approach him, and

swiftly pulled me closer, ou

searing pain shot through my shoulder

I realized that