Wanted: A mafia story

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ins a token," he explained. "The token represents your virtue. The bidders will offer their highest pr

. My eyes locked onto the box and with a pounding heart, I felt a wave of nausea wash over me, but I knew I had to push through. The soft disco lights casted a warm glow

ghts. A sense of detachment erupted from within me and it was as if I was observing the scene

es that could see right through the soul. His hair was dark and lustrous and his chiseled facial features were nothing, but pure perfec

ought me here. He wouldn't disclose his name because that w

espectful. "He is a businessman, with interests in various indust

but each time I did, I could find

es locked onto his and my heart raced with a mix of fear and fascination. Despite all of that, he didn't make an

dly as the bidders vied for the token. I couldn'

oice was low and confident as he bid an astronomical sum. The w

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so weird and there's just something about that smile. Whatever it is, i couldn't care any less, him winning

e playing on his lips. "It seems we have a w

m raise his brow at the sight of my hips. He looked so filthy, but there was nothing

ll, elegant box. "Please, accept this of our appreciation," he said. "It co

t reeled my mind, reminding me of the implications of what I had just done knowing that I

Inside the box lays a diamond necklace with its stones glinting like

y ear from behind me and his minty breath on my skin mad

nd handed it to him knowing the deal I had made with him

back what he already gave out."

reply and still

he furrowed his bro

aded out of the club, but was stopped by the bo

e can't let you out

ds. "How do you mean?" I asked him,

oice said from behind me. I rolled my eyes knowing

piercing blue eyes, they were hypnotizing. He was so close that

action. "It's oka

cquaintance. I'm pretty sure this won't repeat itself when you fully get to know me." He grasped my hand firm

You're hurting

gy. See you soon, Jasmine." He re

***

y way to the hospital after leaving the

b.How can anyone go from being super sweet to a maniac in just a matter of minutes? I quickly wipe my tears to avoid any suspicions from my mom. Her health and well-being is par

ce cracked as she manag

I patted her forehead. "Your surgery wil

Jasmine?" my mum asked, but her health took a