The famous strip club immured the future of an Eighteen year's old Ivy Silver, For what impetus does she still have?
In desperate search for her freedom she miserably fell on the hands of an arrogant, powerful, merciless, Mafia leader..Hermann Ro...
"Don't miss the target" I reminded to the new recruits, aiming my gun on the target above. "Signore" Miguel approached, I turned to find Norman standing beside him. His eyes on me, fuck- i frowned. This whole this is frustrating me. "Listen to him" Miguel knew where he went wrong. He knew what I would do to him so he explained, "Who the fuck are you to tell me to listen" I yelled with anger burning in my bones, "I am your fucking Leader!" I yelled, I swear I was about to rip his ribs out. "It's about Ivy" he quickly said. I froze. "I have found-Morgan Silver" Norman confirmed in a low voice. I sighed. Took a deep breath. "Take me to her" I said immediately.
Ivy was like the reason why I'm doing all this. I can't stop thinking about her. Her stubbornness. She's not like the others. This thing is new to me. I don't really like what I'm feeling. It's making me vulnerable, worried about her everyday. It's driving me crazy. And the funny part is I don't really want it to stop. Shit I sighed.
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It was about 2hrs drive out of town to the Cabin that Norman took her in, I dropped out of the car, look around before I heard. "This way" said Norman. We made our way into the Cabin, it was quiet. "Wait here, I'll go and get her" Norman said before he went for her. "Well, he found her on your commands" Miguel spoke. "Shut the fuck up" I warned him. Still, that doesn't change the fact that he-betrayed me as his family.
I walked around a bit observing the place only to hear footsteps approaching me, I turned to find A woman who I could guess she was in her latest thirties, she stood beside Norman. I could guess at this time his the only one she seemed to trust. Her lips dry, her eyes exhausted, dry throat I guess. But her eyes, reminded me of -HER. I could see the darkening of her gaze, I could sense the strength of her soul. "Water?" Miguel offered slowly. "Ivy" she said in her dry voice, her gaze on me from the start. "Mrs Silver, can you come with us and we'll talk further about your daughter" I stated openly. "And how can I trust that you have her?" She still asked. Now I know where that stubbornness came from. I thought. "Honestly ma'am I can't say I have her at the moment" I said and she gave me this unbelievably look. "Look, i know where she is, and I promise you I'll try everything in my power to get her back" I have never felt this empty inside. "So tell me Mr...." "Hermann Rodriguez. Call me Hermann" I said trying to sound friendly. "So tell me Hermann, after all this shit. Why should I trust you?" She asked, I paused. Why would she trust me while I'm the one who messed things up with her daughter at the first place. Why would she trust me while I had her daughter and ended up losing her. I took in a deep breath and walked few steps to her, " Because I love her" it was a short but sincerely answer, I could never think it could come out so smoothly like that. It was like I have just dropped every shit on my mind and she's the only one right now. I knew she was my everything when I was thinking about her without even trying.
