Mafia Princess

chapter 14.

Jim keep bagging me to tell him the whole thing or he'll snitch on me to Barry.

We both know he wouldn't dare, he's just trying to get me to talk. But the one thing that I know is if he decides to find out on his own then there will be a lot of collateral damages.

“ Robby?” he snaps his fingers on my face snapping me out of my thought. “you still with me? ”

“what do you really want?”

“Jesus, have you not been listening?” he rolls his eyes for the umpteenth time. “fine I'll ask again since you keep zoning out leaving me while talking to myself.” he continues “tell me about Arnold. Let me not even get started with the mysterious dimwit that keeps haunting you like a dead fuck.”

His tone is low but his expression is serious and I know that I should tell him everything truthfully.

Not that I don't trust him but I can't keep involving people I love in my fucked up mess. Well, Ella and Jim can take good care of themselves, that is the least of my worries but I can't have people pittying me and saving me all the fucking time. I need to learn to take care of myself like the mafia's daughter I am.

So in order for me to do that, I should not tell him anything alarming about Arnold or the mysterious guy so that he won't feel obligated to go out of his way and look for the guy himself.

If that happens, something I don't want to happen might happen. I mean we don't know the guy he might be dangerous and might kill my brother or my brother might get his hands dirty on my account.

“Arnold is a friend of mine. ” I say loudly.

“why is he a puzzle if you call him your friend? ” he asks leaning back on the couch.

“because.” I say and remember I don't know what to tell him.

He gives me the 'go on' look and I dart my eyes away from him.

“hee... He's a friend I met the other week, I said he's a puzzle because he's so familiar and am planning on investigating him to find out more about him. We might have met somewhere in the past. ” I explain so fast hoping that he falls for my lies and stops questioning me.

“soo, why don't you ask him what you need to know. ” he asks narrowing his eyes dangerously.

“it just felt weird to ask him a lot of questions as if he's a criminal being investigated. ”

“something about this whole thing tells me you're lying but fine I'll let it slide” he says after observing before continuing “what about the mysterious guy? ”

“what about him? ” I act oblivious and he raises his thick eyebrows all the way up.

“seriously.”

“it doesn't even... ” am cut off by his ringtone blasting on the night stand and I heave a sigh of relief.

“what is it? ” he says into the phone before listening to the person at the other end of the phone “and where the hell where you when all this happened? ”

He is getting infuriated and I can tell something is going on. “then fucking find that out. What is wrong with you assholes? I'll be there in twenty, keep everything in order until I arrive. ” he says before standing up. “to be continued sis.” he tells me.

“where are you going? What is going on Jim? ” I ask before he steps out.

“someone just fucked up my business.” he is not taking whatever the guy in the phone told him lightly.

“by fucked up you mean? ”

“They sent my boutique up in flames. ” my jaw drops at that.

Well, I might have not told you guys about this but mom left Jim a boutique costing millions and am sure he's more furiated about it because it was the only thing of mom left for him.