Fucking The Mafia ♥️Complete♥️

Chapter 15

"Why are you here and how did you find me?" I questioned, switching the safety back on my weapon before placing it back on the table. 

"Not going to let me in?" He ignored me and asked instead as I had yet to move from in front of the door. 

"No. Now answer my question."  Before I could even finish my sentence he had grabbed me around the waist and walked into the house, closing the door behind him. 

"Put me down and get out." I growled which only caused him to chuckle. 

"What's gotten into you?" He questioned, holding onto me until I started kicking up a fuss. 

"I want you to leave." I stated, but it was if my words fell on deaf ears as he looked around room. 

"That's not the reason you're so high strung." 

"I'm not." I didn't give him a chance to say more before I denied it.

"Everyone's realized it at this point. That's probably the reason you're way out here-" I realized I was getting nowhere as I turned and headed into the house. 

"Hey-" Angel grabbed my wrist in attempt to stop me and I didn't even think as I raised my fist to punch him, stopping myself just short of making contact. 

"Let me go and get out."  I let out a sigh as I lowered my hand.

"Talk to me Dallas. I can see that you're stressed out. Something is bothering you cause you aren't your usual sarcastic self. You're tense as fuck. Especially after all that shit that happened to your dad-" 

"Don't talk about my dad." I glared and he immediately held up his hands in surrender.

"I'm just saying love, you're bottling everything inside and it's not good for you. You need to let it out."

"And how do you suppose I do that?" I raised an eyebrow at the smug look on his face. 

He held his hands out wide and with a cheeky grin on his face responded: "Hit me." 

"I'm not going to fucking hit you." I rolled my eyes. 

"Come on, don't be a bitch. Hit me." He said pushing my shoulder, lightly at first then harder causing me to stumble back. 

"Stop it. I'm not going to hit-"

I was cut off as he pushed me hard enough causing me to fall backwards and crash into the back of the couch, making it slide across the floor a bit. I narrowed my eyes at the imprudent look on his face as he came closer. 

"Get out." I growled as I full on glared at the man in front of me. 

"Fight me you pussy."  He approached, extending his hand. 

I sprang out, fast as a whip as I grabbed his wrist, pulling him toward me as my knee went up smashing into his abdomen. He doubled over and I threw out my fist, connecting cleanly with his jaw.  

"Dammit Angel, just leave." Though I got a sense of satisfaction from hitting him, regret instantly took it's place as I put a few steps between us.