Collision With The Mafia King

Chapter 2

Heyyy!!
I'm actually tired not really in the mood for s long ass A/N.

So onto the chap but first a recap for all of y'all like me who don't remember shit, lol.

(Ps. Quote of the Chapter.)

*Recap*
"Put your hands up where I can see them." He said in his hot beautiful accent.

I put my hands up above my head and looked between my black curls which were blocking my view, so I blew on them and they kinda moved so I looked between them and saw those familiar emerald green eyes.

"I'm so dead." I thought.

Kayla's pov

Right now I was in
Mr.Greeneyes- TheKidnappers kitchen.

He actually didn't look like a kidnapper just some random business man which I could get all the women were trying to get him like he was the only ciuddly looking teddy bear a girl could have.

He was actually just sitting down on the stool one leg on it the other hanging of with his right hand on the expensive China cup and his other hand holding the gun whiles his midnight hair had been framing his skin and under the light it looked so dark and his emerald eyes looker a bit lighter with his skin looking quite tanned.

Whiles he had me sitting in an Indian position on the floor.
Yes! On the cold marble floor.

I honestly don't know how I got here, but I feel like it has something to do with a certain kitchen stool.
*glares at stool*

I snapped out of my thoughts,
" Why did you kidnap us?
Where are we? Where are Calumn and Clover?"
I demand. Nope I didn't ask I demanded.

I was kidnapped and was sitting on the floor but I still demanded. 

I am not going to lose the newfound freedom I just got.

"I didn't kidnap you, you just happened to faint on me and I couldn't just leave you there  *sips tea* and besides you look like your eighteen so it's basically not kidnapping. *sips tea* And were at my house, I'm guessing your talking about the children, si?" He asks.

And I nod.

"They have been fed, bathed and put to bed."

I stare at him and frown in confusion.

"What do you mean fed, bathed and put to bed?" I asked in a confused tone.

"I mean I ordered KFC for them, let my sister make sure they bathed and brushed their teeth, then I tucked them in bed."

My confusion just got much more worse and my eyebrows furrow much more making them touch themselves.

'Isn't he supposed to be a Mafia leader or something?
Or maybe he's just some rich businessman who happened to be passing by but rich buissnessmen don't have guns
or do they?
I'm also sure Mafia men are buissnessmen.

I pray he's just a buissnessman.'

"Um I have a question?" I say softly.

He nods for me to go on.

"A-are you in the M-mafia?"
I ask fidgeting with my fingers.

"Yes." He answers with no emotion.

And then there was silence.

"What's your name?" He asks.

"Why do you want to know?" I sassily ask. I know not a smart move but I'm honestly not happy right now and dare I admit I'm terrified to my core.

"So that I'd know what name to write on your gravestone when I put a bullet through your skull." He says.

I gulp.

Okayyyyy, so he's not a friendly Mafia man.

I can't believe he almost had me believing that.
I guess they are all the same then.

"J-jennaia, Jennaia Rian."
I said looking everywhere else but him.

If he noticed, which I'm sure he did he let it go which is odd, for a Mafia man.

I was going to ask him if he changed me since I'm in my PJ's which is a pair of stripped shorts and an oversized t-shirt because obviously Calumn and Clover couldn't have but I decided against it because I wasn't sure if i wanted to know.

He finished his tea,he put his gun in the pocket oh his sweats.

Then he ushered me to get up and said,
"C'mon get up we have a long day ahead of us. Tomorrow there will be a lot of questions answered and you need rest."

"C-can I see my siblings tomorrow?"

"After the questioning we will see." He says.

I gulp again, thinking,
'oh shiz! That means the leader is going to be there I'm so dead.'

I start to fidget with my hair as I get anxious, that I didn't realize he was walking out the kitchen.

"Are you coming?"he asks which startles me.
"Y-yes?." I say which sounds more like a question.

I start to follow him up the stairs when the most important question hits me,
"Wait where am I going to sleep?
I ask.

He stops walking and turns to face me and now there's no personal space like DUDE!

"You came from a room before you got down here, si?"

I nod.

"Words princessa." He says.

"Y-yes." I respond.

"Good. Now you'll be staying in that room. Okay?" He says.

Now we are in the corridor and he starts to walk again.

"Um Sir?" I ask

"What?" He responds in a tired tone.

"Um, I don't know the way to the room." I say.

"Let's go, follow me." he says, passing through a door and we continue walking.
And we arrive at a door.

"This is your room." He says.
"Thank you." I say.
He nods in response.

"Well good night", he says and starts to strode away.
"Good night" I respond and he just nods.

I open the door and it's just how I left it. The lights are on, the comforter is on the floor and the bed sheet is partly wrinkled.

I organise the bed then switch of the lights and jump on the bed. Yes I know, I'm stupid.

And I lay there.

I wonder who is Mr.Greeneyes-theKidnapper is and what is his name because I forgot to ask and also who is this 'Mafia Don' and what will happen tomorrow.

I say a short prayer and welcome the calming darkness.

A/N:
So this was INTERESTINGGG!
I wasn't even sure I was gonna write a chap. LOL!!
Anyways, the inspo
(imaginary helpers; friends) hit me like WHAM! And I wrote.

I didn't want this to be a typical 'hey Princessa , bleh, bleh bleh!'
Even though it kinda.
Anyways, did you like Mr.Greeneyes-theKidnapper and Princessa's intro?
Was it good, awkward or f**king cliché?

If someone comments f**king cliché I promise you I am going to feed you to the car in our area which comes to eat our rubbish😊.

Random person: Then why is it an option?🤔
Me: Ion know ask the inspo?
😌🤷🏾‍♀️

Chileee! I hate school, lol. Tomorrow I'm going.☹️☹️

Ok that's it byeeee!👋🏾👋🏾