48 | the mafia

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❝ 𝑰'𝒗𝒆 𝒕𝒓𝒂𝒗𝒆𝒍𝒆𝒅 𝒎𝒂𝒏𝒚 𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒅𝒔
𝒂𝒏𝒅 𝑰 𝒌𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒘𝒉𝒂𝒕 𝒓𝒐𝒂𝒅 𝒕𝒐 𝒄𝒉𝒐𝒐𝒔𝒆,
𝒏𝒐𝒘 𝒎𝒚 𝒘𝒐𝒓𝒍𝒅 𝒊𝒔 𝒏𝒆𝒗𝒆𝒓 𝒄𝒉𝒂𝒏𝒈𝒊𝒏𝒈
𝒊𝒇 𝒕𝒉𝒆𝒓𝒆'𝒔 𝒂𝒏𝒚𝒕𝒉𝒊𝒏𝒈 𝑰 𝒄𝒂𝒏 𝒅𝒐,
𝒄𝒂𝒖𝒔𝒆 𝑰 𝒇𝒐𝒖𝒏𝒅 𝒚𝒐𝒖 ❞

𝑩𝒆𝒏𝒏𝒚 𝑩𝒍𝒂𝒏𝒄𝒐 𝒙 𝑪𝒂𝒍𝒗𝒊𝒏 𝑯𝒂𝒓𝒓𝒊𝒔 𝒙 𝑴𝒊𝒈𝒖𝒆𝒍

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T H E A



My chest continues to heave up and down at an uncontrollable pace, my whole body feeling as though it's shaking violently as my eyes gloss over with pools of tears.

"Kane?" Rio questions, confusion clearly evident in his voice. He places me onto the floor carefully and I glance over at my dad, struggling to maintain my balance.

Wait, they know each other?

How the hell do they know each other?

"What are you doing here?" My dad snaps as he approaches us. "What the fuck are you doing with my daughter?" He shouts and I sense Rio tensing beside me.

"Dad—" I murmur but before I can register what's happening, he has Rio pinned up against the wall.

"What the fuck did you do to her!" He seethes as my mom appears, frantically trying to pull him back.

Rio narrows his eyes at him and shoves my dad's hands away, pushing him backwards. Everything is so loud — my eyes are blurry and my head is spinning.

My legs give out from underneath me and the next thing I know, I'm falling. Before my body makes contact with the floor, large strong arms engulf me and catch my fall.

"Thea!" My mom screams as she rushes towards me and I quickly realise that Rio is the one who caught me.

My eyes close momentarily and I flinch a little when I feel the cool leather of our sofa make contact with my back. I open my eyes and glance around, noticing that I'm in the living room.

Rio sits beside me while my mom cradles my head in her lap, running her fingers through my hair soothingly as dabs my injured head with a damp cloth. My dad paces back and forth in front of me, running his hand along his jaw.

"What happened to her? Who did this?" My dad asks Rio who's large hand is gripping mine, his thumb tracing back and forth over my palm.

"She called me saying she was with Ricky, he took her to Witman's Wood and she told me he was trying to kill her." He explains and my dad visibly tenses.

He stops pacing, folding his arms across his chest as he breathes heavily. "Who the fuck is Ricky and why was he trying to kill my daughter?"

"I don't know," Rio answers.

I stir a little, my head still pounding like someone's striking me with a hammer repeatedly. "Marshall," I murmur and my mom pauses her movements of attending to my wound.

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