𝐁𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐎𝐧𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐆𝐚𝐫𝐜𝐢𝐚 𝐒𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬
What happens when two completely different worlds full of sadness, jealousy, love, hate, and temptation meet each other?
𝐌𝐢𝐤𝐚𝐲𝐥𝐚 is a closed-off girl with a talent for drawing. She's sassy...
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I GULPED.
I couldn't think straight. I tried to understand what he just said.
All this information that he just gave me was too much for my brain.
''I... I don't know what to say,'' I mumbled with widened eyes. He leaned back and rested his back on the seat. ''I know it's a lot but you wanted to know everything and I gave you what you want,'' he cleared his throat and crossed his arms over his chest.
I stared at him in disbelief.
''Who are you? And how do you know all of this?'' at this point I got scared. He could be one of them who is here to kill me.
"Don't worry. I'm not one of them," he rolled his eyes. "I'm in another Mafia that your family was close friends with," my eyes widened.
"There are more?" I stood up and walked out of the diner where I roughly went through my hair with my hands. "Hey! Micaela!" I snapped my head at him.
"How do you know my real name?" I started to panic.
This is too much. "Hey! Stop panicking! You are safe with me," he gently grabbed my arm and pulled me closer to his body. But I yanked my arm away from him and backed away.
"I don't trust you! You could be one of them!" I yelled. People in the streets were now watching us.
"Keep your voice down," he gritted through his teeth. He began walking toward his car where he opened the door for me. "Get in!" he ordered. I shook my head and began walking away from him. And when I say walking I meant running.
"Mikayla!" I turned my head around and saw him run after me.
Right when I thought I was far enough from him, I felt him grab my arm and drag me back. "Please let me go!" I begged him but it sounded more demanding.
He stopped walking and snapped his head to me, moving it closer to my face. "I'm not going to let you get killed by one of the Cartel members! Move your ass into the car," he clenched his jaw and tightened his grip on my arm.
"If you don't let go right now, I will kick your ass," I angrily said which made him let go of me.
I rubbed my wrist where he held me tight and saw it was getting red.
"Please get in the car. I will explain everything at my place," he begged which was surprising for me.
I decided to follow him not because he told me to, but because I want to know everything.
Once we got to the car he opened the door for me and I got in, waiting for him to get in so that we can leave.
Throughout the drive a thought about what he told me.
