Escaping The Mafia King

Chapter 3: 3

I crossed the distance between Ethan and me, grabbed his shoulder from behind, and pulled him off Stella’s body.

Stella stumbled back on her feet from the impact but caught herself from falling.

“Hope I am…” she started saying.

But before she could continue, I lifted my palm to her face to indicate that she should stop talking

“Hope, I do not want this girl in my house ever again.” Ethan said while pulling himself off my hold and trying to manage his clothing. He wiped his mouth with the back of his hand and continued talking,

“Stella tried to kiss me! She does not have enough shame to even think about you.”

I did not reply to his words. As soon as Ethan had freed himself off from my hold, I walked forward to Stella.

I grabbed her hand, pulled her close to me, looked her in the eyes and whispered,

“Can you please help me pack?”

I realized that my voice was trembling. I was not crying but my hands were

that as her

down, opened the closet and started throwing my things inside without caring

cash and my credit card that I had since

walking to me. He came and grabbed

the fuck are you

at him them. No, actually, really looked up

party and probably because he was angry right now. His unusual green eyes stared back at my face. Questioning expressions and confused

really not realize what he

you had seen

I saw it clear as day. If anyone else were in my place, they would not have noticed

used to not showing his weakness, his expressions. Not showing his feelings on his face was an art that was embedded in his soul since he had stepped

had seen him walk through hell and heaven when he had come

see when he was standing in front of

wait to hear his response. I turned around again to see Stella pulling the zip close of the suitcase. I grabbed her hand and the handle of the suitcase, and started

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