Syn Carnahan thought that the only true darkness around her was in her own head, but after witnessing the horrific murder of her friend, she is pulled into a world that she wished she didn't belong in. A world where every dirty little secret is rev...
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SYN POV
I could hear him yelling from where I was down the hall. The calling of the guards Id escaped, echoing along from behind me.
He had brought me with him to his crime base yet dumped me off in some random white walled room for the day.
As I walked down the hallway, the room he left me in empty, I ran my hands along the paint, humming to myself as I followed the sounds of him.
When I reached a set of doors, closed, I heard him from behind it. And I didn't hesitate for a second as I turned the nob and opened it.
His eyes connected to me instantly, as he sat at a table with ten other men, who all instantly turned their gaze to me. Eyes dragging my body, his only on the depths of my eyes.
"I'm lonely and bored." I said, looking at him and seeing how his eyes lowered from my toes to the top of my head.
"Syn." He said with a growl, as he stood. My name curling off his tongue and shaking the ground as he stared at me with a small smile. And for a second I regretted coming in here, but, for the next second I realized I did not care.
"Get the fuck Out." He hissed, and I considered turning on my heels to walk out, but noticed how every other person sitting at the table before him pushed out of their chairs and stood, walking to the door and sidestepping me out of the room instead. And I realized he was talking to them, not me.
He stood at the other end of the table away from me, his eyebrow cocking as he said. "Close the door." He told me, and I did.
"Didn't meant to interrupt your little meeting." I said shifting on my feet slight, "my bad." I uttered as I walked around the table and towards him,
"What are you doing demon?" He asked me, He was tall and I disappeared under the shadow of him.
"I climbed out the window of the prison you locked me In. I thought we were past that." I said, placing my hand on the table. The wood beneath my skin.
"You climbed out the window" He repeated, like he wasn't even shocked.
"Broke out, broke in through a Radom door on the side. Reverse break in." I smiled. "I broke your window by the way." I said, with a small smile.
His eyes narrowed as he took a closer step to me. "I bring you with me here and you repay me by breaking my things and interrupting me at work?" He said, eyes tight and staring.
'Work' as if this was his 9-5 and he wasn't the literal fucking mafia.
"If you want a wife that you can lock in rooms all day, find a different wife."
