Camila Davis lives with her little brother Caleb. One night she goes to the store and on her way back get's her and her brother in big trouble that changes both of their lives.
Silas King, the leader of one of the most dangerous mafias was out with...
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Flashbacks
"You were with that woman, weren't you?" Mommy screams.
I place my hands on top of Caleb's ears and make him focus on me while I do silly faces.
He laughs. I hold back tears.
The arguing voices get louder and I start getting scared.
Last time daddy lost his temper and almost threw a chair at mommy. I got in between and got hit instead.
Daddy started apologising while mommy started crying and scolding me of my stupid actions.
I still have the bruise on my head.
"You aren't enough to satisfy me anymore!"
A tear slips down my face which Caleb wipes off and claps, giggling.
And they still go back to normal.
Every time.
End of flashback
It's night. 2.04AM to be exact.
I'm awake, fighting the sleep that threatens to take over.
I can't go walk around the mansion since Silas made the guards have nightshifts to prevent me from getting my head cut open again.
There is also a guard standing in front of my door.
So I can't do anything to distracts myself other than cleaning until I'm getting crazy.
Now, I won't lie and say I'm not seeing things because I am. Dark figures stand in the corners of my dark room every time I shut my lights. Even if I do have my lights on, I see them from the corner of my eye and every time I turn towards them, they are gone.
The heist is in a couple days. A heist that I'm supposed to be apart of.
The fact that I could literally die is terrifying but also a bit exciting. Ever since that night when I killed those guards, I have had this feeling inside of me. The thought of dying or killing excites me and I don't know how to feel about that.
I whip my head fast to my right only to see that nothing is there, once again. My vision blurs and I yawn as my eyes shut against my will.
I guess a few minutes won't hurt, right?
I let the tiredness win.
"You slut, I'm going to enjoy that pussy of yours."
"Your body looks amazing in those clothes, sweetheart."
"Please, I have a family, I have kids and a wife!"
