"Come here." He motions for me to follow so I do. He sat down on the edge of his bed so I stood a good 5 feet away from him. "Come here." He pats the spot next to him.
"I am fine right here, so what do you want from me or my father should I say?" I cross my good arm over my belly just looking at him.
"There was nothing I wanted from you or your father. Well guess him to fucking leave, he's been a nuisance since he came here to the city. Taking my clients and other stuff from me as well," He tightens his hands into fists.
"And what is that?" I ask keeping my distance as he is clearly upset about something. He looks up at me before looking away.
"It's nothing to concern yourself over," I can see it's eating at him from the inside.
"Clearly it does since I got kidnapped because of this thing. I can clearly see I am not going anywhere any time soon so might as well tell me," I tap my foot.
"He took someone special from me many years ago and I've held the grudge ever since," He tightens his hands.
"I'm sorry for your loss, did you have anything to do with him losing his daughter and wife?" I take a step back.
"No, that wasn't me." He looks up at me and I see the pain he's been through.
"Guess that makes being stuck here a little easier, hee." I look away from him and around the room.
"Can you just come here, I promise to not hurt you," He gives a smile.
"I may not have known my father was mafia but I sure as hell know more about your rules and lifestyle than you think. The bosses are the kings and queens of lies and deception, you can lie through your teeth with no problem. So yeah I'm not gonna trust you at all just because you are nice to me for now." I just glare at him knowing full well he's just using me to get to my dad.
"Ha, you're smarter than I thought Miss Ames. But I do mean what I say," he said, getting up from the bed and slowly walking over to me. "I just want your trust and there's something I need to tell you."
I slowly back away not wanting to be close to him. "Just call me Skylar or Sky no need to call me miss, I'm only 21." Every step he took forward I took back. "Please stop this, I don't want you that close to me." Not long after, my back hits the wall and I flinch as it hits my shoulder.
"Just listen to what I have to say then," He reaches his hand to my face.
"JUST STAY AWAY," he pulled his hand away and stopped advancing. "I've walked through hell far too many times in my goddamn life. I've been everyone's punching bag since I can remember from my biological family to strangers on the street. So either kill me cause I don't care anymore whether I live or not. Or let me leave and I'll promise to keep my mouth shut. I'll just tell dad that Almar f*cker got me again." I try to hold my fear down as I feel my body trembling.
It looks like he goes to say something and then stops himself. I was hoping he'd back away from me but no he grabs my good arm and pulls me to him. I hit his chest a little hard and winced in pain as I felt his arms wrap around me and held me tight. I tried to wiggle out of it but nothing got him to let go at all. Him not letting go isn't the worst part of this but I felt tears fill my eyes and roll down my cheeks.
'Why am I crying?' I think, as my body just started to feel heavy. 'Is this from all the years of pain I've kept bottled up, is that why I'm crying?' I just give up the struggle and lay my head on his chest and just break down. 'I'm so pathetic crying in the arms of a feared mafia boss. Bet he thinks I'm some weak ass child now.' He's the only thing keeping me standing right now as my knees shake.
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The Mob Boss and His Prisoner
Fantasy[On going] Follow the life of Skylar and her journey to find where she belongs in this crazy world she calls life. Running away from home and getting bullied and harassed are just a few things she has to deal with in her life. But life seems to take...
