Falling For Mafia Boss Who Made Me Join His Gang Cuz I Saw Him Kill Someone

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Heart drop. Im in the gang now? Everything happening so fast. I no understand. Why is life fucking iwith me? "Are you serious?" I axed San. He lean in close to me, lips on the shell of my ear. "Very." He pull away and i left to clutch my heart. "But-But..." San places a finger on my lips to quiet me. "Just rest now. Everything must be so overwheliming for you. Take all the time you need." He leave room. Why he gotta be so sezy when he leave? Make it hard for me to hate him. Teh door closed and i left to contemplate my life. "Why did I have to walk in on San killing that man? If i hadn't seen it, I wouldn't be here." I facepalmed. Stupid me falling for a sexy man who is also a killer. It's been rough nite. I'll take a nap. Loud bang wake me up. I jump from bed and fall to floor. I groan. My but hurt. Door rip open and one gang member look at me thru opening. "Wake up time." He threw clothed at me. He dip head out and bang on a door. Mayba that what woke me up. I get up from floor and walk to bathroom. It small and dinky with no windows, but as San said 'you can never be too careful." Like im gonna jump out a fucking window. He crazy. I don't have insurance. After doing business, i change into clothes gang guy gave me. bLack leggings with a black top. I look emo. Idk why this gang likes black so much. Makes things depressing. I exit room and see same guy who woke me up staring at me. He motion with head toward stairs next to me and i carefully take them. They clank under me. Everyone attention turn to me. I hate it. They crowded around something but turn to look at me. I see San sitting in a chair, legs spread wide, and his torso leaning back. He look relaxed. Was he expecting somehting? I come down and walk up to them slowly. I feel short next to them, even tho one of them is really short as well. "So... what's up, y'all?" I sayd to ease awkward tension floating in air. tall guy snort, but quick glare shut him up. They stare at me. "Can I go home now?" i axed. "No." San shooted me down instantly. "Can I at least get better clothes if im living in the gang now? Wearing all black is depressing." "No, you'll have to buy it yourself." again, san shot me down. "Aren't you loaded though? You took me away from my home, so I have no money left." San shake head. "I'm not your sugar daddy." Dammit. I was hoping he would become my sugary daddy. "Then how will I make money??" I need money or i'll die. "I'm glad you asked." San push himself off from chair. He shove hand in pocket and walk toward me. Guys in his way move out of way. He stop right in formt of me. "I hope you like dancing, because from today on, you're a stripper."