The Mafia's Kitten

KittyKat

He released me, but my legs weren't exactly balanced so I fell in a chair behind me. "Okay Bitch, I leave you here, my friend just wants to know something." A boy walked in the room his eyes were beautiful an Auburn fire blazed in his pupils "Hey," he said blankly "Like my friend said before I just wanna know something, I question, you'll answer." I nodded "The first question, What's your name?" he smiled friendly-like "Nunya." he nodded
"Okay...Age?"
"Younger than you." he wrote down what I said on a clipboard "Where are you from?"
"Candy Land." he sighed
"Your Ethnicity?"
"Gimme a smaller word, I might know what you're talking about." he rolled his eyes in frustration
"It isn't hard just tell me what I'd like to know, or else."

"Dude you insulted me, you kidnapped me, and now you're trying to probe information from me, No thanks. What do you even want from me?" he rolled his eyes
"Don't be so full of yourself, I want nothing from you, the boss is the one you need to be worried about."
"Why does she need to be worried about me?" I heard the Angelic voice question I looked at the staircase. What the hell is with these Greek gods! "No reason Sir." he stood and ran for his life (RED FLAG!!) "I would like to know your name, what is it?" I frowned
"I don't care what you would like asshole, fuck off," he smiled "You know most girls would just give me what I want,"

"Do I look like most girls?" he sized my outfit. Black jeans and a Pink top that said Fuck off with a big fluffy coat, No I'm not wearing 50 pounds of makeup I comb my hair then I do my hygienics...I'm too lazy for the rest

he shook his head "That's why I want you," he smirked I narrowed my eyes at him "Hmmm," he frowned
"What?" I smiled
"I'm trying to see this from your POV but I can't see my head that far up my ass." he bit his lip (TOTAL TURN ON MODE!!!!!!!) "That's funny." he sat in the seat across from "You're not going anywhere, Kitty." I chuckled
"Do I look like a damn house pet to you?" he smiled
"No, but you're mine," he wrapped a big hand around my throat and lifted me from my seat, that I was pretty damn comfortable in.

I gasped for air he exhaled heavily on my face "Your breath.." I wheeze, "Smells like.." I gasped, "A Hot pocket..." he narrowed his eyes and dropped me to the ground "Dilayis!" he shouted, "Escort my wife to her room." SKERT.....WHOA WHOA WHOA did this sexy son of an (Obviously proud and hot!) bitch just call me his wife!? "Hold up, I can't be a wife." he smiled, "Who's asking?" I gasped. "WAIT! Three questions!" he nodded. "Do you have cable? Can I still Fangirl about Dylan O' Brien? And Do you Have Poptarts, Pizza Rolls, and Video Games?" He glared
"Dilayis who's Dylan O' Brien?" How do you not know who Dylan is that's like not knowing what a damn dollar is. "He's a-"
"I don't care, Find him. Kill him." My heart broke. "NOOOO!!!!!! DON'T HURT DYLAN, HOW WILL TEEN WOLF GO ON!!!!!!!!!!" He rolled his eyes
"Discard my request, the answers to those questions Yes, Hell No, Yes, Yes, and also yes. Now go to your room" I smiled at him but quickly frowned when I saw who Dilayis was.

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