"𝙄𝙩'𝙨 𝙝𝙖𝙧𝙙 𝙩𝙤 𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙜𝙚𝙩 𝙨𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙤𝙣𝙚, 𝙬𝙝𝙤 𝙜𝙖𝙫𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙩𝙤 𝙧𝙚𝙢𝙚𝙢𝙗𝙚𝙧"
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Y/n a mafia boss daughter assigned to kill the person she treasured the most
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"Here, don't cry it's just cold" he wrapped my neck with his red scarf
"Thanks but i'm not crying because of the cold breeze" i said and smiled at him
"Then why?" he ask in confusion, he looks so familiar
"Nothing my eyes hurts i feel like i want to cry" i said as an excuse i can't say that i'm an assassin or a member of a mafia clan
"Weird" he said and smiled, suddenly my head hurts
"ahh!" i groan as my head keeps hearing a tinnitus
"hey! are you alright" he ask and kneeled since i'm sitting on the swing
"M-my head h-hurts!" i said while i endure the pain
"Hang on i'll bring you to the hospital" he said panicking
"No not the hospital please" i said catching my breath
"Okay okay just hold on" he said and give me a piggyback ride until we reached his bike, he placed me at the back
he wrapped my hands around his waist and Hold it with his left hands i leaned at his back, i can feel his heart pounding he drove a little slower i close my eyes and hold his hand tight as i endure the pain
"Is the pain gone?" he ask when i relax my hands
"Hmm" i hummed
"We're almost home" he said
"Home?" i ask him, home tf this guy talkin?
"My house" he said and chuckled, we entered at this dojo place, he supports me until we reached the garage place, it's cold and smells like baby powder?
"Grandpa i'm home!" he said while getting something at the cabinet i'm sitting at the sofa and just watching him he suddenly removed his shirt reveling his fine and manly back he also removed his pants so i immediately covered my eyes, i heard footsteps so o gently open my eyes, saw him on his black boxer-shorts and a white long sleeve
