Escaping The Mafia King

I got back home with uncle. He did not know that I was married or I had runaway.

So when he asked the reason for my visit I told him that I was planning on changing cities for a fresh start and was thinking of settling somewhere near Texas.

No, I was not.

Not when those ocean eyes were still haunting me till this moment.

Two days went pass as Vincent helped me roam around the city. It was like he knew every nook and corner like it was his home.

And then we went back to the coffee shop.

I was afraid of facing 'Ocean eyes'. Because first, he was a PI who could dig up dirt on me like I was made of mud. Which I actually was.

Second, he was scary and hot at the same time. And God knew it was a dangerous combination.

We walked inside. And as usual, the store was empty but fresh. The chime rang as we went inside.

There were some couches just in front of the coffee counter against the wall for the customers.

"You stay here. I will go bring some hotdogs for you and me." Vincent said as soon as we were seated.

I nodded my head with a smile. He went away and I fell down on the couch like a dead body.

I was exhausted. And the whole day of roaming the streets had my legs aching like hell.

My hips were astride the couch hand rest, my legs were dangling down, my middle body was buried

put over my eyes as I tried to think about what Ethan would be doing right

was no way in hell he was going to let me go so easily. I

together and prevent that from happening while making

was almost dozing

looked up, and almost fell off

Ocean eyes.

fuck did he managed to get inside without ringing the chime

put a hand on my left thigh and pushed my legs a bit sideways. He settled himself in the empty space on the hand rest, put his hand on the space right beside my head and leaned in dangerously

and his eyes were staring down

Good god...

you doing?" He asked in a

out and getting

I did not tell

managed to

on every

asked straight out, giving me a hear

"N..no." I replied.

over

"WHAT?"

his

as the touch of a rose petal. And in the next second,