Bound To The Mafia King

Taken

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Two weeks had passed since the night at the club. Things were very tense and awkward whenever Vincent and I were in the same room. I ignored him and he ignored me, most of the time. He wouldn't let me out of his sight, everywhere he went I had to go too except for the bathroom of course. I got sucked into going on every run they went on which I wasn't happy about. I just wanted to be left alone. Vincent made me take more shooting lessons and self defense lessons since I was going on more runs but thankfully Matteo was my trainer instead of Vincent because I would have strangled him the first chance I got.

"Anna you need to get up and go to shooting lessons. Why do you have the same argument with me everyday?" Vincent asked clearly annoyed with me. It was true everyday for two weeks I had became the biggest pain in his ass and I couldn't lie, I found it amusing.

"Because I don't need to go Vincent! There's nothing wrong with my shooting!" I yelled exasperatedly waving my arms around in the air.

"I beg to differ, you need more practice." He crossed his arms across his chest lifting an eyebrow giving me a look that told me 'not to push his buttons' I crawled out of my bed and walked up to where he was standing I reached over and unholstered his gun from his belt, making sure it was ready to shoot which it always was. He looked at me confused before I opened my window and stared him deep in the eyes.

"I. Don't. Need. More. Practice." I said as I shot three rounds making eye contact with him the whole time. I hit a flying bird each time I fired a shot. Vincent stood there in shock and slightly amused.

"You killed three birds without even looking!" He blubbered and it was almost comical seeing Mr. Mafia badass amused that someone could shoot so well without looking.

"I told you I didn't need practice. You've had me practicing for months." I shrugged uninterested.

"Anna I know that I've hurt you but can you forgive me? It's been hell without you." Vincent's voice came out just above a whisper. My heart clenched just knowing that he was as broken as I was.

"I don't know if I will ever forgive you Vincent." I told him honestly and a look of understanding crossed his face. I wanted to forgive him but images of him with her came flying back and it made it impossible.

"Can't you at least try to?" He asked me seriously. I almost felt bad being the one to hurt him but I had to put my heart first.

"No-" I started to explain but the door to my room was slammed open by a very panicked Matteo.

"Boss we have to go! Shit is going down at Antonio's!" Matteo yelled in between breaths. I had almost forgotten about Antonio, when we went to help him it was my first run with Vincent and the guys. It seemed like ages ago when it was only two months ago.

We wasted no time making sure we all had our weapons and rushing out to the car. We all piled in the Tahoe like we had many times before and rode in silence the whole way there. You would think that my nerves would calm down by now but each run we went on they only got worse and worse.

We pulled up to the abandoned warehouse and the sight before me scared me to my very core. There were dead bodies of bloody men scattered around. Several men in suits and skeleton masks carrying machine guns ran across the field towards the building.