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ently. One, in particular, is in front of them, probably Matteo's right-hand man. He is

ve never been to Italy. We hardly travel a lot because I was too busy foc

is right-hand man greeted him with a bow, showing respect. "Ho

? The Keith who was Matt and I's friend in high

ow. He removed his sunglasses and cleared his throat. My head unconsciously nodded with my mouth open in realizatio

smile as a greeting. I smiled back. At least he is more p

an home to my manor. You can continue t

g to come with m

at she's supposed to do," Matteo instructed. Keith nodded in response and took my lu

Keith, "He's been acting all str

s father alone is not the best t

but could he be that bad? Matt is no

the car door for me and after I took my seat, he went and hopped in the driver's seat. He started

ng here, by the w

e. My parents just see it as me skipping college and got lucky that I instantly get a well-paying job. They trained me to fight for two years. Matteo co

aces doing deals for him in the

a rather much special

t's

th stated, "Let me tell you, for being part of a mafia, that is

e been stalking m

led by enemies, Jean." Keith stated, "People will use you against Matteo. He sent me t

reaten my life, thoug

e to study out so late and go home alone?

o them? Did you ki

hat I ha

sorry. I'm so care

aise me instead because the whole time you did

n their home back in the U.S. and the fact that only Matteo lives her

o's bedroom. He said this is where you'll settle in. You are ought to sleep beside him every night. You cannot rest until he's home. You can put your clothes in that walk-in closet of yours to t

filled with clothes. At first, I thought it will be empty and would later be filled up by my money laundering habits. I scanned each clothing hange

went down to meet Keith at the kitchen having a snack while looking at his phone. When he noticed I wa

undred percent aware. In the world of Mafia, especially the Morettis

supposed to be a doctor and this is what

d apologetically, "Don't worry you don't h

have to make it yourself. You know how to cook already,

down for dinner, you must taste the food in fron

Why?" I

f there's

ld I poi

t for him. You do not eat with him. You eat after he eats or once he permits you t

se I die of cancer, do I have to ask him, 'Hey, can I die now?' Is th

nd bow into submission. Jean, I want you to be safe okay? Just submit, please. Follow whatever he asks and you'll be fine

w spices, a couple of fruits, etc. I decided to make him Chicken Pesto that is paired with garlic bread. After an hour, I managed to finish and plate his meal nicely on the table. I paired his m

f from sleeping. I tried my best to keep my eyes

oice ask. I shoot my head up in panic know

n. Submission will get me through this. Maybe if I get on his good side, he will take me back to m

. Didn't Keith tell you that?" Matteo asked in

" I said. I noticed his food is cold and his drink is at r

asta back on the pan, trying t

oom and served him the food. He was there sitting patiently. He looked at the

my eyes with a raised brow then the realization hit me. I was supposed to taste

he

ne

ha

id kn

oor. I whimpered silently, my hair is covering my face and my eyes are watering up again. I have been taking him lightly that I honestly think that it was just a façade of his, that

e meant to be, on the floor, kneeling in front of me. Know your p