His Mafia Queen

4. Sex god has questions

Corinna's P.O.V:
Damn my head was spinning. The next time I woke up it was in a beautiful big room. I looked around the room. It had white walls with all white furniture. A king-sized bed with white sheets and white pillows. A chair in front of the window with dark gray pillows. I also couldn't help but notice how the nightstand table was white with a grey lamp on top of it. It also had an iPhone charger but I wouldn't need that since they had my phone. Lucky for me, my phone had nothing in it.

My memories went back to that first time when I had gotten my first phone from my father, it was the iPhone three. Dany was so excited when I showed it to him that day. Back in the day, no one of the age of nine had an iPhone. So he took my phone and started to record himself. At first, he hated to see his big cheeks and chubby face on the camera. But after I told him that he was the most handsome guy I had ever met he became happy again. I never lied to him to make him feel better. He was too overweight for his age. Yes, people called him fat and ugly they did. Yet his golden heart made him the most handsome in my eyes. He tried to record a funny video but he failed so many times because of me that sat beside him and made ugly faces at him. His smile. God, he never failed to make me laugh with him. He never lied to me. If I had just listened to the man who called himself my father.

If only I had listened. I began to laugh so hard. So damn stupid. What an idiot I am. My tears began to surface as my smile never faded. Damn me. Why did I have to be such a fool? He could have been with his family right now, not happy. But at least safe. Now he's gone, all because of me.

Yet there was a small thought lingering in my head. I never knew his family and he never talked about them. He was my best friend but all I knew was his name. Dany. No surname, no middle name. Just Dany. I knew him because he told me about himself. He told me that he hated his family and that they were ashamed of him. He told me that his family thought that he deserved to be bullied. That he should lose weight and man up.

I pushed my tears away from my face angrily. Curse his family. They were no better than my father. I got up and started to look around the room again. I had three doors in the room. I went to the first one and tried to open it, locked. So that had to be the door out. I walked to the other one and opened it. It was the biggest bathroom I had ever seen. Every shampoo scent and body products were put on top of a shelf. I even had a bathtub.