Mafias Girl

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Rafael Kights POV
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I throw on a shirt and a pair of sweatpants, drying off my hair as I just got out of the shower. A knock sounds on my door "come in" my voice echos. There stands Glavos, one of my many body guards. "Sir" he says bowing his head in respect. "What is it" I ask impatiently. "We have found an intruder, she's being held in the chambers" he informs me.

"I'll be down soon" I say, as he nods and closes the door.

If there's one thing I hate, it's intruders, thinking they can disrespect me and walk on my land? If someome intrudes, they're dead, simple as that. Not to mention I've been feeling some stress lately, the blood on my hands should help, it's always a fun time.

I walk down the stairs, as I enter the basement I see Glavos standing next to a girl with long brown hair falling over her face as she looks down. She's very petit, easily breakable. She's tied up to a chair, regular protocol.

"The intruder sir" Glavos says nodding to the girl. I walk over, looking at her, never averting my gaze. She shifts around uncomfortably under my gaze, obviously feeling intimidated in my presence. I tend to have that affect on people

"Look at me" I say sternly. She flinches but doesn't look up. "I said to fucking look at me, when I give an order you listen" I snarl, disobedience is not something I tolerate.

she lifts her head, revealing the most beautiful girl I have ever seen, her facial structure, innocent eyes, and long hair cascading down her shoulders give her the effect of looking angelic, an angel.

I take in her appearance before snapping back into reality, hoping none of my guards noticed the crack in my facade. "Why were you walking on my fucking property, huh?" I ask, and in response she starts shaking. "Un-tie her" I say, accepting I'm not getting any answers out of her well she's paralyzed with fear. "Yes sir" Glavos says as he takes the cuffs off her.

She whimpers as her wrists bleed. "Answer my question" I say sternly. "I got los-lost" she lies, her voice makes a rush of warmth trail up my back. I need to get a fucking hold of myself

. I never fawned over American accents, but hers... I could listen to hers for hours.

I'm a mafia leader, I know when's someone's lying, "tell me the truth or it won't end well for you" I growl. "I ran, ran a-away from home" "why?" "My father... hurts me, and-and I stumbled across your house" she stutters out the truth. My blood boils at the thought of someone hitting the precious girl who stood before me.

"What's your name" "Elle um Elle Rose" she says looking down. "Beautiful" I mumble, and smirk when her cheeks flush pink. "Let's go upstairs" I announce and she looks up suprised, Glavos is just smirking in the corner, as no one has ever seen me treat anyone, especially a girl, this way. But something about Elle makes me feel a pull towards her. I want her, and I always get what I want.