Mo'Niece Woodson, 23 years old and the vice president of Elegant Magazine. What happens when her boss the president retires and his son Daniel Robinson takes his place. What happens when their past comes back to get them both? What happens you may a...
Mo's Pov Its been 2 days since we left New York and I just found out that we're on our way to Daniels boat on the outskirts of Chicago, where we will ride up to Wisconsin on the border of Canada, he has a place where we will lay low and have the baby is his plan, but that's not mine.
We decided to give the company temporarily to Manny and he was too pumped when I told him..on the flip side he was worried about us, but with reassurance I let them all know that everything was alright, we just had business to handle.
We just arrived to Daniels boat and we were boarding it, he was unloading all the luggage and he hit a button that changed the color of the rover to red and it changed its license plates.
I looked at him with question and he read my mind before I could ask "its because they seen us in the car, they know were in a black range rover" I nodded my head and walked further onto the boat and sat in the seat as he started the boat up and took off down the stream.
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Pulling up, he stopped the boat in front of the deck and got off..attached the boat and came back to help me off. Once I was off he grabbed my bags and led the way as I grabbed the snack bag and followed behind him.
He stopped at the door of the home and reached in his pocket to get a key, he opened the door and sat the bags to the side while I went to look around and he left back out. 3 trips later Daniel comes in with the baby bag for when I go into labor and he collapsed on the couch looking tired. I walked over to him and started rubbing his shoulders, trying to figure out how I was going to start my next sentence "Sooo, how long are we going to be here?" I questioned. "As long as it takes, if you weren't pregnant we wouldn't be here, we'd be fighting with my crew and killing them off, but because you are, we're going to lay low and raise the baby and then go back into the states and raise all kinds of hell" he replied "Sooo, your saying like 2 years? 3?" I asked "Yeah, just about, but it won't be so bad, my family will be down here next week, and your family is more than welcomed to come, and I can explain everything to them if you'd like?"
I nodded my head and went to the nearest room, not ready to tell him yet, because I'm going to be the one explaining. I laid across the bed in deep thought.
It's funny how life was just fine and then shit happens and it gets fucked up, my life was never fine, but its okay, because we gone make it through this.
The best part is, Daniel THOUGHT I didn't know who he was, but its my job to know who he is, because my family is THE mafia and I'm an ex sniper so I guess we'll play the revealing game next week, because my family is coming in as well.
