Mafia Kingpin: A Dark, Thrilling Organized Crime Romance

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"There was a recording of him beating up your mother circulating the streets-"

"But no-one dared hurt Steve for the monster he is cos they didn't wanna catch a bullet."

"You've got this all wrong!" I roared in defense. "My stepdad might be many things, but he isn't a woman beater! I would know if something was happening to my own mum!"

"But how could you know, if you're so busy running a drug business?" he remarked. "How could you know, if you hardly spend time with your mum and spend more time living a lie with that stepdad of yours?"

I screamed. It felt like I was suffocating, and the walls were closing in around me. This couldn't be real.

This couldn't be fucking real.

I refused to believe it.

"Bye, Felicia." They blew me a kiss, roaring with laughter and then strutted out of the room.

I drew in a deep breath, trying to make sense of what I'd just heard. Trying to make sense of what the fuck they'd just told me. They were probably just chatting shit to try and get a reaction out of me... I was sure of it. Certain of it.

Steve wouldn't hurt my mum... would he? How could the streets know about this and not me myself...?

I sighed to myself, my chest heaving upwards and downwards. I was in such a good mood, that I didn't want anything to ruin it. Why was I letting the opinion of a couple of junkies throw me off? This couldn't be true...

I hated Steve and that was a fact... It was Steve who threw me in here. It was Steve who was the reason that I was in jail in the first place, because of the way he groomed me into this lifestyle while I was still a vulnerable teenager. And for that, I would never forgive him. But once I was out of here, I was going to be leaving the Mafia business behind. I was going to go on to live a legitimate life, on to bigger and better things. I couldn't let what these pussy-holes say get to me. They were definitely chatting shit... They definitely were...

I drew out a deep breath that I didn't know I was holding. I was getting out of prison today, and I needed to be happy about that. It was time for a new beginning for me, and for me to move forward with my life.

I nodded to myself in satisfaction, doing my best to cheer myself up and ignore all of the nonsense that I'd just heard... And then began walking out of the room, back to my cell, as I waited for the evening to arrive, and for myself to be released from jail at last.

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