Sold 2 The Mafia Boss
he polished marble floor as we
ilings, their warm light casting an
the stairs without a word, and I followed in silence, too frightened t
renzo stopped before a fancy door. His hand re
d, his voice so low
y, and with a final glance, he closed
y, but I pressed a hand to th
est, as if urging me to r
g I stood there befor
've seen a ghost,"
ce. A woman stood a few feet away
ark hair, which was neatly pinned back. Her simple dress, t
e faltered, ba
smile. "It's alright. You don't h
t felt out of place here, and I c
us step closer. "I manage the mansion
eemed to sense my unease, folding her hands n
nt, her voice soft. "Let's ge
seemed sincere, but trust wasn't som
n, and the promise of rest, even te
, walking toward
y, her steps light, stoppin
r room," Anna sai
asement? ...No c
white linens, sat at the center of the room. A closet stood to one side, its polished
m, and a small couch sat near the wind
. too beautiful fo
ide, gesturing
ed my hesitant footsteps, and the faint scent of la
was everything I could have dreamed of, but I
ently. "I'll bring you some foo
aid, my voi
d, looking
roat tightening around the word
ftened as she took a
ace to say," sh
d, my voice tremblin
mplicated man. But he's not cruel. I don't know why yo
little comfort. Not c
n, her voice firmer this time. "Get
t of the room, closing th
ce, laying on it with a soft
'll be late
I said, rushing downstairs,
acked your favorite," Mom cal
I'll be back b
, baby. I
you to
y dream carrying the moment she was alive-a pi
the pillow to my chest,
y chest as I remembered her smiling face, her soft
I froze, snapping my
of food, setting it down on
, Daisy," she
My throat was too
she continued, her to
embled as I picked up the garlic bread, the
n, making me flinch,
n a dark tailored suit, his eyes meeting
ing me up, before turning on his heel
but she smiled. "Go take a show
ng? Did I sleep too much? I kept questioning
n you act before questioning him," Anna said, not
y said, opening
ng... act first... act fir