The Mafia King and His Flower

Chapter 1

Hello my name is Cheyenne_Ravenwood and this one of the first books I have ever made. If you have a problem with the way my book is then exit now, and delete it. If not then you are my favorite people. Please consider that this my first book. Please no haters. Now onwards with the story.
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"Welcome home sweetheart." Said the chilling voice. I look around the dark room, and look for the voice with wide waiting for them to adjust to the darkness. "Who are you?" I shout out timidly, folding my arms across my chest and rubbing my arms to get rid of the goosebumps. "Your worst nightmare." A voice says right behind me, and feel a pain erupt in my head before I go unconscious.
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I wake up in a cold sweat, and look around gasping for air. I pull the blankets around me and turn my lamp on before I look at the alarm clock on my nightstand. It was three o'clock in the morning. I sigh. Another nightmare. I run my hand through my hair, and blink my eyes from the tiredness and waking myself up even further. I look over at the window and see another cloudy night blocking the full moon. I rub my eyes again, and take another look at the clock. I'd spent five minutes trying to wake myself up. Damn. Another restless night. My phone buzzes beside me and I jump at the sudden contact with my skin. I shutter, and rub my hands up and down my face.

"It's not him Rosie," I sigh. "Its okay to relax, its not him." I say to myself.

I look at my phone, and touch the screen a couple of times before it comes to life. I see the message icon on my screen, before I decide against my better judgment, and unlock my phone going to my messages to see why anyone would want to message me at this hour. I go to my inbox and see my previous messages with other people. I see the message with the orange number one, and click on it. It was an unknown number. The message unnerved me to the point to where my anxiety was already shooting through the roof.