Till Death Separate Us (18+)

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Layla

I came to the main room which was crowded with people. The room was too small for that amount of people. I could still feel that man's touch on my body. There were marks from his clenched fingers. I wonder whose boss he is. What he controls and what he sells or trades? So many questions and it's all his fault.
He was quite handsome. The eyes were gray, the scar was all over the face. But still, the scar only beautified his face. It could be said that he had shaved his beard before arriving. However, that's better, because I don't like it when men grow beards. Because then they look like goats.
"Dad ?" I said as I sat down next to him. "When is this gonna be over?" He shrugged his shoulders. "When the bell rangs we are going to the table. The capo will finish his bussines and we are free to go." Suddenly not even after 5 seconds a bell rang.
I had this weird feeling. Something was off. "Let's go, sweetie." He took my hand and lead me to the table. I was looking around.  A lot of new people. But i don't see that guy anywhere. Maybe he doesn't belong here and got in by an accident. If so he should be dead by now. Although it's a low chance since security here is fucking premium. I know enough about this building and security. There are over 100 guards with guns and 2 gas bombs around the building. Arming yourself not only with weapons but also with bombs has its pluses and minuses. If one bomb went off accidentally, the others would start to explode as well. This would cause a lot of damage not only to the building but also to people.
Suddenly I heard a familiar voice. "Today we have gathered to declare peace, stop wars and right wrongs. That was the mission of all of you. You had 12 months to do it. I am very happy for the large number of you who were able to do it and I mourn for those who did not. Pity those who will lose their lives today . pity your families who will be left without a father or a son. But you had a chance not to die because of this mistake, you could have turned to me, but you didn't."
Silence.
My heart was beating so hard I could feel it in my head. It was the same man whose dick i refused. Now, in this silence, everyone's eyes are lowered. And he looks at me, watches me. Waiting for my reaction. He pulled out a gun and shot a guy next to him and 2 guys behind him. He didn't hesitate at all.  He stayed calm.
He took a candle from the table and lit it.
"Let's honor with a moment of silence not only these people who died now, but also those who lost their lives by accidentally getting involved in the mafia world and for those who are yet to die, and most importantly let's show respect for this tradition that has been alive for 500 years."
Silence again.
Everyone lowered their heads. "Lower your head." Dad whispered. I lowered my head. Damn it. I should have of known. Something wasn't right with that guy when he was in there. How didn't I think that he could be the capo? 
""Thank you for showing respect to our dead brothers and sisters." He stood up, so did everyone else. "This year we won't be hurting the loved once and if I'll see  a bruise, or any blood, cut on your wives you will end up dead. Feel free to enjoy yourself. "Geraldo Colosimo, come here."
My dad ? What did he do? The fear on my dad's face got me feeling guilty. I rather not be here.  I never thought my father would be afraid of death, he always told me that there is nothing to be afraid of. "Dad.." I said as I put man hand on his shoulder. "Everything's fine, sweetie." The fear was gone of his face. He gave me a quick smile and walked up to him. I watches them. His every single step. My heart was racing even faster.  I wanted to scream at him, he can't kill my father. I was waiting for him to take his gun, but he never did it. He was whispering something in his ear. I could see my father's schoked face. When he was done telling him something and made some distance between them my dad gave him a big smile and nodded his head. They shook their hands.
No for fucks sake something isn't okay here also. My dad was making a way to me. He was smiling at me. Nah I ain't letting that shit come up to me. I stood up thinking I'll just walk away but my Dad's voice stopped me. "Don't you even Dare, young lady." just when he finished his sentence he had already wrapped his hands around me. Just like when I was little. " I promise, everything's gonna be fine just don't stress out." I made some distance between us. "Dad, what did you do ?" I was scared as fuck.
"Just don't stress out." He said trying to calm me down.