Owned By The Mafia King

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tation to take out the trash. I wasn't expecting trouble,

to return to the safety of the club. But before I could react, a hand

we've got h

and seared into my nightma

d fou

s. I used a different na

it? Were they finally going to make good on their sic

hree men with leering eyes and rotted souls. Their faces,

alled the

money from

t o

And now I was payin

e leader, the one I call

dripped wi

kind of man who smiled while

. I knew what they could do. I k

ed for mercy. The other two stalked closer, thei

ips hissed, twisting my ponytail un

ng yellow teeth and a nose that looked like it

ut his phone and

't care?"

on the screen, my

n were my gr

them sitting in our tin

ightened Into

. "We could break his legs. Put him in a wheelchair. You can nurse

e from my

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t

e, just give me more time. I'

ancid breath on my che

knees hit the stone,

. "Please. Just leav

ide me, smiling like

into the shadows, their laught

embling and bruised. My boss did

ere, no

friend and whispered

ounded int

re you s

"They we

d under h

thought maybe it was something with

cracking. "I'm doing extra

re this out. But promise me, neve

deep down I

save me if th

he streets blurred past me, shadows an

l up in bed and pretend

apartment door, every

were

ai

e grins twisted across their

ave the money yet," I choked

rin dripping with mal

oo much time, in fact. Plus, something

crying out loud! Where would I g

began to search my bag

y hand. Fat lips looked at me like I

Five times and you thought we wouldn't find y

g hands gripped my arms, pu

were stronger than me,

me as I realized the gr

eing ki

ouldn't even see the faces of the men who

as the car sped away, an