The next moment he broke the staring contest, picked me up on his shoulders "What the fuck are you doing ?" I screamed before he threw me on the bed and ripped my shirt apart exposing my bra " I can't fucking resist you" he whispered brushing his li...
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"They're dead ? "
"What ? Who ? "
" I can't exactly describe how I'm feeling right now but it's not a good feeling "
" care to explain that feeling ?"
"You need to be here again, brother "
And here I am , again , that italian mafia group is a headache for sure. Is the female dead ? . Why can't we just execute them ? Opening the door of the house , I saw Liam sitting next to that ' female '. God ! I am happy atleast I didn't did a mistake leaving her between them. Why do you remember her words ? Why calling her FEMALE ? Ok that 'women' .
"I heard someone is dead " why the heck liam is behaving like this now , sitting idle like nothing happened . I moved forword with my eyebrows furrowed, giving a questioning look to him and stood few feets away. Making direct eye contact with him .
"Yeah they're dead , the mafias " did liam killed them , thank good , but why so suddenly . Were they doing....
"She killed them " disturbing me between my thoughts , he pointed towords that female and my emotions turned into surprise . Such delicate hands , killed...
" Did she ? How can you kill your own members ?" Words escaped from my mouth without a second thought when I continued to gaze at her . An injured girl , with wounds all over her body , killed twenty people ...surprising...
" He told you , not to leave me alone with those mafias " after killing all those people , her expressions seems to be the ' it's morning lets have tea get together' one .
Taking small steps without producing any sound , I moved slowly towords the room where those people were locked , the gates' handel got blood stains on them and blood was flowing below the gate as well , reaching the red carpet and making it filthy , the oak leaf carpet.
Getting closer I realised , the door isn't locked. As I approached the handle , I felt a bit wetness on my palm and warm finger tips because of the cold blood on my hands ,already red. I opened the door slowly , carefully , and moved my leg without getting blood on my shoe, but it caused a loud thud , the door hitting the wall, causing my heart to feel a sudden flow of cold wind . And there I was standing in front of a room filled with dead bodies . ALL BLOOD , ALL DEAD .
"A mafia being scared of dead bodies ? Huh ?" A voice took my attention . that ' female' With a glass of water , she approached me , the blood on her right hand made a print of stains on the glass she was holding . Continuously few drops falling on the ground.
"I'm just thinking...we don't have enough corpse , what excuse to give, before buying twelve corpses ? Any suggestions ? "
"Twenty are dead " she pointed towords the bodies and pored the glass of water on the nearest one, with a expression on her face called ' proud'.
