"You." I gasped
His smirk turned into a full smile. White teeth. He was so gorgeous.
"You didn't answer my question.. miss me?"
"I don't even know you."
"Get to know me. We're a lot alike."
(2020-2021)
Tonight is my Dad's dinner party. The party i did not want to go to. They always expect me to dress nice and meet all his Mafia associates. Knowing I'm not the biggest fan of all this. I did make myself look fine as hell though.
The party started at 8, giving me and Sir an hour to get ready
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8pm
I sat bored as fuck at the bar in the kitchen. I hate my dad's parties. The only friend I have is Sir and he of course was getting attention from some of the other guys
I did however meet some of the teenagers my age who's parents worked for my dad. They seemed nice but ya know. No social butterflies.
I hopped off the seat and walked towards the garage. I didn't see any drinks I wanted so I went to see if the refrigerator back there had anymore. When I reached the door, I heard yelling coming from my dad's office, as I was right next to it.
Someone's about to die
I took a few steps back and peeked through the crack. My dad's goons were holding a guy by his arms. He has blood dripping from his nose.
"I won't ask you again for my money." My dad growled.
I attempted to just continue walking and mind my own business, but-
"Come here Irish."
It's never a fight I can win. He always catches me.
I pushed the door open, putting weight onto my hip as I leaned onto the wall.
"How much?" I chuckled.
"Fifty grand, and he only gave me twenty."
I looked at him, as the fear in his eyes grew. I've seen him before. He always comes up short with what he owes dad.
"That's unfortunate, isn't it? I bet you want me to let you go."
