THE MAFIA'S PAWN

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s my phone befo

ifts it high above his head, a pl

mia?" he taunts, amusement dancing in

s. "Give it b

tapping the phone agains

enough to keep it out of reach. His tall frame towe

tuff!" I snap, trying again, bu

ing an escape?" He raises

so much rage that my chest is

deal, nothing more

he leans in close, his voice dropp

from his hand before he can react, turning on m

nse, but storm out of there

n up to my room ignoring my

the first ring

er comforting voice

ng or interrupt, she j

o do Mina" I choke o

thing ", she r

e, she's practically screami

't worry I have a

What are you going to do about him, do you know how much that man

Mina that my plan is foolproof and tha

I meet Domingo a

d. "Are you sur

hem control my life. We'l

ches. "If th

n't c

around mine. "I wo

You won't." and for

ression neutral as my father leads us inside. Their

is father, tall and imposing, nods approvingly at

The longer I can avo

around in a well-rehearsed rhythm, but as

at the very end of it is a

rising to my feet. Everyone is too engaged in

ow louder. Then I hear a soft moan

p and pressed against his chest, his hand is in her skirt and sh

s snap up, locking onto mi

ee

h lazy ease, rising to his feet

burning in my throa

dripping with mockery. "This is just business. I'll never see you as a

should be relieved. Should be

ding, so sure that I'm beneath him,

fists. "You'

heart pounding as I make my way b

dy, voices filter

aus

Lorenzo's fath

ed, we'll have full co

se, it's only a matter of time befo

sharp pain twist

, but hearing them talk about it like

you doing,

me, his lips curving int

le, you know," he mur

from me." I say, but before I can move,

d soft, but it

his grip is firm and he uses the oppo

ia

erily familiar, so my he

ing

burning with dis

art d

nt dancing in his eyes. He turns l

s smugly. "Thi