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As soon as the mafia boss let go of his wife, he strode up to me. His choleric expression was enough to reveal that he did not appreciate an intruder.
"Well -Well who are you ?" he roared as if I were a rival trespassing on his territory.
"She is Nina "Mariah spoke out "One of Marcus's workmates"
I looked at Mariah as she lied.
"That -that stupid videos and all " he chuckled. "Alright "
"Follow me " Mitch harshly spoke and turned to the staircase. I meekly copied his steps. He paused in front of the doorway. I could see his jaw clench tight.
"What ?" He did not answer and roughly tossed me inside. He slammed the door and turned his sullen face to mine.
"Why the fuck are you here ?"
"Your father is a Mafia ?" I put my question without answering his.
"Not anymore "his face soften and he breathed out."What are you doing here ?"
He walked up to me, seemingly towering in that cobalt-hued suit.
"So Marcus ?" Crossed my arms and stepped closer. Demanding a good explanation for keeping me in dark for so long. I was supposed to be his bae. He is such a liar.
"Why are you here ?" he smirked, ignoring my question forever. He looked so intimidating with his eyes narrowed and front perms handing down his temple.
"W- Well I-" stealthily moving back "Here, your car keys "
I handed him the keys. He gazed at my face with a hollow blank emotion. And gave the keys rearwards.
"It's yours "he snickered "I hope you won't be late anymore -It's a reward for your sincere work ."
"Th-Thank you but I" He must be owning dozens of wheels. After all his dad is prosperous
"Do you wanna fuck me in exchange ?" I asked.
"Are you whore ?"
"No!" my teeth gritted and nostrils flared"How dare you say that ?"
