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"How did you know?" "I have my ways, and that is actually a piece of shit in my record. I am the Mafia remember?".
Right, he gets whatever he wants. Just like he has her.
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She was able to sleep for a generous amount of hours because Nicklaus said he added some pain killers and sleeping dose to the drugs my doctor asks me to take every night before I sleep. Because of my Traumatic brain injury.
It was morning, the light ray illuminating my room.
She ran my hands through her locks and she wiped her face as she let out a loud yawn.
She could not complete my yawn because of the geek standing at the door, she studied his features, it was non other than Nicklaus Rosario. Who will soon be her husband.
That thought sent shivers down her spine.
She attempt to walk out of the bed sluggishly and clears her throat. He was wearing the same clothes as yesterday It was not a good thing staring at people, it makes her feel less secure.
Is this how he feels when she was at him yesterday?.
It must have been bad. "Guess what day it is Hermosa?". He said in his language, breaking her thoughts.
"I don't know. I am not really good at guessing considering I am just waking up and I am not sure my brain would be able to think that much these morning".
Oh no, she just ranted.
"Oh. Your brain sure works well in the morning".
He commented, walking in her room. And he slipped on her bed, invading her privacy.
"What day is it?". She asks, slightly concerned. It could not be her wedding right?. He cannot just drag her to the court or reception to forcefully get married to him. He must not be that ruthless right?.
"I am beginning to consider you my responsibility and I am pretty sure you know what that means. I am the only mafia who wants you alive. Your own father does not ven wasn't you to live." He explained.
"Oh" was all I could comment. Her mouth in a 'O' shape. So she was his reponsibility.
"I take you along wherever I go to. So go get dressed and come down when you're done. We have murders to comitt". He announced and and walks away, his feet light as he walks.
What kind of a person comes to announce to someone suffering from trauma about a mission to commit murder early in the morning?.
He was a psycho. "What?". She asks as his hand touches the door knob in attempt the leave her room.
"Murder. M-u-r-d-e-r. An unlawful premiditated killing of human by another human. Noun." He walks back to her leaning close to her,then brushes the dark locks that was falling on her sides. That was when she noticed the color of his eyes. He has a dark green eyes that turned grey when he retreats. He answers and leaves, a sly grin planted on his lips.
She wanted to spit on those sexy lips of his, he would be so annoyed to smell her morning spit.
Crystal tried to picture what the look on his face would be like if she ever dared to.
Was this his way of joking?. He sure has a sense of humor, but a cold sense of humor.
The man was just plain bipolar. No doubt.
He fits so much well in the Mafia.
Crystal quickly gets up on her feet and walks straight to the bathroom.
She did not need him to return here and backing orders at her. Or defining the meaning of bathing to her. He seems like a English major.
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RomansaCrystal had been maltreated by her step sister because she was born out of wedlock. litfe has been cruel to her...... But was sold has exchange for her run away father's debt. Nicklaus is a dark and powerful Mafia king known for his ruthlessness...
