Why Me? [ONGOING] [16+]

Chapter 8

I got in my car and just started driving, not knowing my final destination until I pulled up to the huge gate with the two signature Russo swords on it.

I looked at the guards and they scanned me without even thinking twice.

I pulled into his driveway and parked my car in the front of the huge mansion sitting in front of me.

I stopped to think about what I was doing and where I was but my thoughts were cut short by someone knocking on my car window.

"Hey,something wrong beautiful?" Luca asked in his husky voice that sent chills down my spine.

"No,I just need to talk to you about something." I said trying to cut out the nasty thoughts that were flooding my head about this man I didn't know.

Luca nodded his head and opened my car door before signaling for my to get out and follow him which I reluctantly did.

I hate when men tell me what to do but I really need to talk to him right now.

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We walked into Lucas mansion and started to walk down the dark hallway that led to his office.

I still can't get over how dark this hallway is. I don't really know why but it's something about it.

We walk into Lucas office and the cold air hits my face and I can feel the hairs on the back of my neck lift up from it.

I see this bean bag chair that's sitting in the corner of his office so I start to walk over to it but luca stops me instantly.

"No, you sit there" he says pointing to the chair behind the desk. I look at him with a surprise face knowing what that symbolizes in our mafias.

He gives me a stern look as though he was warning me not to fight him on it. But I think we all know that I'm going to anyway.

"No, I'm not sitting there." I say rolling my eyes at him knowing that it irritates him because he can't do anything about it.

"Selena I'm not fighting you on this just go sit in the damn chair." He says now starting to lose his cool.

" are you fucking crazy? We both know what that means and I'm not your w.." I stop myself mid sentence now knowing what's going on here.

"Fuck he already called didn't he?" I ask him already knows the answer.

"Yeah he called right before you pulled up." Luca says, trying not to look at me.