(STORY TAKES PLACE AFTER MAFIA CHAIN: SCARFACE. Strongly recommend for you to read the previous story before reading this one, but this story can still be read as a standalone book.)
When Max accepts an offer of a lifetime to attend college in Ameri...
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Susan gets done using the bathroom, her going to leave out of the bathroom, seeing Mikayla and Sasha sound asleep in the bed.
She can't help but notice the scars that she has around the body, she can't deny the fatigue and weak feeling that she feels, the lightheaded and hazy feeling that she has because of her head. It makes her incredibly confused, knowing something happened to her but her having no idea what, and she knows it is effecting everyone else as well even though they don't tell her what happened.
She can see the exhaustion in their eyes, how tired they all looked while talking to her. She can see the hurt in their eyes as well, she even saw the hurt look in Sam's eyes when he was looking at her, when she started to cry she could see the anguish and pain in his eyes, and it made her heart ache.
Deciding she needs something warm to drink to ease her head pain she leaves out of the room, aimlessly wondering around the large Villa and almost effortlessly making it to the kitchen without a thought, her beginning to look around to try and search for a cup.
"You okay?"
Susan shrieks while turning around, Sam being across the counter.
"I didn't mean to startle you." Sam says softly. "You alright?"
"Sorry you scared me." She breaths, her hand going to her head. "Erm...I'm kinda thirsty....please?"
"You don't have to say please. Sit." He motions towards the barstool.
Susan goes to sit down on one the barstools lined up side by side in front of the wide counter. Sam rounding the counter, him being sure to keep his distance away despite how hard it is.
"Something cold or warm?"
"Warm, please." She answers, Sam quirking a brow at her while taking out a mug. "Sorry..."
"Are you comfortable with me making it? Or would you like me to get Brett or the girls?"
"I...I don't mind you making it." Susan finds herself saying.
Sam nods, Susan watching as he begins to make hot coco for her, adding in marshmallows and stirring it lightly before setting down the mug in front of her.
"Thanks." Susan says, her staring down inside of the mug. "How did you know I liked it like this...." She trails off, him just staring at her with his hands rested in his pockets. "Right."
"How did you find your way through here? Did you have help?"
Susan stares at him while drinking some of the hot coco. "I....well I don't know. No I didn't have any help. I just...found my way I guess." She honestly replies.
