Layla's POV
Then I saw Sinn's hands forming tight fists and his face full of a kind of rage I'd never seen before.
After finishing telling him everything I sat in an awkward silence as Sinn didn't utter a word and I just looked at his tightened jaw.
"I'll help you kill that motherfucker."
His voice was low but contained immense hatred that even I would be afraid, but the man it is directed towards deserves every bit of it.
I finally feel like someone is sharing this emotion of hatred towards my father as I do.
He looked at me, his eyes furious, "'ll do whatever it takes to end him. You have my word."
I smiled, I know you will.
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It's been more than 7 months since I told Sinn about everything my father did and since he gave me his words to help me in ending him.
And since then as he promised, he went to work the next day and has been collecting whatever information he can on him. But it's not as easy as it seems.
It seems like my dear father asked for Papa Don's aid and has been hiding behind him like some fucking pussy.
And since the unit I'm in and everyone including the Three Devils, we're all under Papa Don as he's the head, we can't go against him if we want to be called traitors and get our heads off.
But.
But, my dear Sinn told me something he's been working on for a long time. He's attempting to overthrow Papa Don's rule in the mafia and has been working over this single motive most of his life.
He gave me one more specific detail that this unit I'm under, was his plan since before they started electing to choose members who would initially be loyal not to the mafia but to them; the Three Devils.
And he doesn't need to say it, he has my everything.
The other two, Theo and Luca are also included in the plan since they've proven to be loyal throughout their stay and it's been more than a year since we came here.
After training and working out stuff on how to murder my father all day, I finally went up the stairs to Sinn's portion and chugged down a whole ass water bottle.
I sat in the living room eating some fruits which I found in the fridge that Sinn cut for me every day saying I need to take care of my health.
I can skip them but he's rather strict. He checks if I ate them or not and I can rebel but I don't want to waste his efforts when all he's doing is for my own well-being.
I watched some TV, waiting for Sinn. He's getting back late these past few weeks of course being caught up in work and working up stuff on my father putting up more load on him, I'm not in a place to complain.
Sitting there for 2 hours, I know it was cause instead of watching TV I had my eyes fixed on the clock.
I didn't know when my eyes felt heavy and I dozed off on the sofa.
I felt a warmth surrounding me when I opened my eyes.
I adjusted my eyes in the moonlit room and noticed I was in Sinn's bedroom. And the warmth surrounding me belonged to someone's body.
"You didn't wait for me again." Sinn's deep voice teased and an instant smile formed on my lips. He doesn't mean for me to wait for him but still teases me for it.
"And you're late again," I replied, snuggling deeper into his warmth, my back against his front but I felt him stiffen by my movement.
Realization struck me that I had unconsciously grinded against him and I felt a blush rise from my neck.
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