ing himself up from the bed and dwarfing me beneath his tall, domineering, and threatening frame. How short am I again? “And you definit

et away from those folks and run for my dear life. I wasn't eve

ower because you stink from all the sweating you had throughout the day, and then get on that bed and sleep over your annoyin

ack on me to deal with my turmoil. Well, how about I ripple tha

oves too quickly, and before I can even wrap my fingers around it, his Chelsea boot is on my poor hand, standing on it

ack, but the discomfort makes me think that I may need long-term care for some rather serious injuries. I'm crying and screaming so

nd. He only seems concerned with tucking his fucking guns into his pants, rather than taking pity on me. Damn! I can't stop the tears.

safety. But where do I walk? Where was I even expecting to end up, except with my b

muscular arm out, grabbing me by the neck and pulling me from the wall. He pulls me forward, slamming my poor self into his hard-rock body. I

s, which are bleeding nothing but hot wrath. They can burn someone alive and into ashes. “Last w

t my frail neck, slowly cutting away my breathing. My gamble to free mys

to me. He is well aware that he is sucking th

n under his breath, his face shaking with fury

gle to speak, but I utter something so out

n his gritted teeth, venom twinkling in his da

re my face conforms to a

w?" I mimic him in u

eck, it becomes clearly visible to me. I don't even make an effort to initially steady my breathing. I'm absorbed in analy

t look like the type

a nervous breakdow

urmured the cursed name aga

e, which denotes that he actually did not lie about his identity. And to add to my puzzlement, he doesn't loo

ead serious

m, the king of the underworld? The king o

a a year ago, and news has it that he has dominated the Northern region in that one year. He has the largest and strongest defense force in the whole north. All the Mafia kin

Northern Mafia King want from me, huh? Because I feel like there is a reason as to why he kn

n as he adds, “Do as I say, and you will not get hurt. Woe unto you if you try to a

es his way to the liquor parlor. More tears flow as the realization of my exact situation sinks in. I am not in the hands of just any other petty criminal, but the ki