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?”

that my voice was trembling. I

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

and started throwing my things inside without caring about folding them. Stella also got into action and started putting them in random folds so that

and my credit

hear Ethan walking to me. He came and grabbed my elbow while turning me around to face

the fuck are you

actually,

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

realize what

seen me

visibly. It was not apparent and flashy but I saw it clear as day. If

used to not showing his weakness, his expressions. Not showing his feelings on his face was an art that was embedded in his

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

he was standing in front of me being so confused about

not wait to hear his response. I turned around again to see Stella pulling the zip close of the

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