Sold to the Mafia Boss

a mistake but I acted on impulse and there's no going back now. Going back means getting to

shoes on. Backing into the wet brick wall, I unbuckled the strap high heels and quietly placed them down. My ha

ht side of the quiet road. Empty. Not a single person. Anyone kn

d the gate was. I could feel my body visibly shaking. But I couldn't decide why. Whether because of the rain I'd been unde

w, I'm gonna pay for it if he ever catches me again. That's why I need to leave right now without

couldn't walk anymore, finding myself wrapping up against the walls once again. It felt like I had two hearts, and sudden

e lead back to the big mansion. I couldn't go back. I slowly and gently took a step after the other, fearing th

ed to be on the wet floor. I couldn't risk getting closer to see who he was killing again, who had dared to c

ed not to cry. I heard him getting beaten again, causing me to shut my eyes tight. Watching someone getting beatin

men standing in a circle, the victim seated on a wooden chair in their center. I couldn't see wh

sterly, stretching out his hand fo

eautiful wife? " He asked amidst laughter, gra

ho? I felt confuse

myself I wasn't gonna stand here and let an innocent man die for my sake. He didn't do what he's been accused of. But again, Logan wouldn't merely let him go because I testified. He would

nched. This wasn't fair. It isn't. But we were having such a nice evening a few hours ago, he was being lovely and

h

d said to me before one of his men came to tak

hudding and pushing at my chest. I fe

op him, beg him to stop but at that moment, I didn't know what to do first. Yell for him to stop or run to the gun

ng a loud gun shut. It was deafening and I almost lost my balance. But I knew giving up now would only jeopardize things. The deed has a

tch anymore, I wanted to throw up. I quickly retracted my way back to the dark Alley where I sat crying for a whi

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