Crazy Loving

Crazy Loving

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MAFIA STORY!!! If it came down to it, and someone was holding a gun to your head. Would you beg them to spare your life and let you go? Or would you have too much pride to give anyone the satisfaction of thinking they won.... "What do you want from me," I said leaning forward full of anger. He looked at me still smiling, he loved how angry I was and he found it a game how I wasn't afraid of him knowing who he was. "It's quite simple," he said standing up to walk over to his bar to pour himself a drink. "I want you to provide me an heir, then you are free to go leaving the child here with me and forgetting all about them, And if you don't ill kill you both and try again with someone else."
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Meet Eve Black: I decided to flirt with the guy that did it, "Heyyyy cutie," I say with a wink. "Hey, pretty lady," he says in a gross seductive tone. I can't deny that he is very handsome. He had piercing green eyes that would make any girl go weak at the knees. But I am not any girl. "Can I ask you something?" before he could respond I continue, "Why did you try to drug me?" He looks shocked as my tone went from flirtatious to serious in a matter of two seconds. "Well, I have no idea what you are talking about," he says while slightly panicking. I stand up, "Well if you don't know what I am talking about then why don't you take a sip of my drink?" a few heads turned our way and start watching. "N-no I am good," he stammers confirming that he did in fact try to drug me as I suspected. "You know what, I don't give a damn what you say you 'don't know anything about' because I know what you tried to do to me." I pick up my drink and smash the glass on his head. I watch as the pink drink that was in the glass stains his white button-up collar shirt and his face turns red with anger and embarrassment. As I am walking out I yell back, "You know damn well what you did too." I flip him the bird and I leave the bar and Hazel and all her friends behind. *** Book Cover done by @_navyblueee_

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