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?”

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

tightened around my hand. Taking that as her approval I pulled her towards

and started throwing my things inside without caring about folding them.

that had my identification documents, a nice sum of cash and my

Ethan walking to me. He came and grabbed my elbow while

the fuck are

looked up at him them. No, actually, really

had in the party and probably because he was angry right now. His

realize what he had done

have you done if you had seen

clear as day. If anyone else were in my place, they would

to not showing his weakness, his expressions. Not showing his feelings on his face was

through hell and heaven when he had come to me with a beaten up face without any explanation. I had tended

when he was standing in front of me being so confused about

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

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