Escaping The Mafia King

The sound of bells chiming snatched my attention. I turned my head to see uncle Vincent walking inside with a carry bag in his hands. His eyes on us.

"What are you both doing?"

Ocean eyes had not moved even an inch away from me. If it were anybody else on his place he would have stepped away from me so far they would probably had to count the distance with an inch tape.

But not Ocean eyes.

Aggghhh! Why is my life like this?

"Get off!" I snapped at him. Glaring at him and wishing like hell he does as I am commanding.

He did not.

Max's eyes went to look at Vincent and then he said,

"You mind if I keep her?"

"What the hell?" I cried out.

Uncle Vincent looked like he had just won a lottery.

Fuck no.

"You like her?" Uncle Vincent ignored my freak out and came forward to stand in front of us like it was a normal, everyday thing for him to see his niece in an intimate position with some man.

my mind under Max. I tried to push him off me

thing alive on earth who was bugging him. While in reality I was

arrows that cupid throws or stupid shit like that. Like real arrows that dig deep into your skin and

I like her." Max replied while looking at my attempts to get him off me with crinkle on

you can have her." Uncle Vincent replied with a smile, "I

the ability to overpower me like I was nothing more than a cute cat in his lap, it seemed hard to call

AWAY LIKE THIS!" I snapped at Vincent. What the fuck was wrong with

head to Max and said in as sincere tone as possible and hoped

am getting the hell out of this crazy city. Trust me, you do not want to get involved with

already very involved with you

shook my head in disbelief and looked away after giving a

mine so sweetly, I seriously started rethinking

my expression and finally got off my body. As soon as he was off me, I shot up from the couch. I seriously needed

I grumbled in a low tone and started

know the city, kiddo." Uncle Vincent chuckled behind

with my teeth clenched shut so tight in anger I thought I was going to

was mid day and sun was shinning

what the hell was that

specie nuts or is

hot so streets were almost empty. Vincent's coffee shop was on the

barely ten minutes, looking at anything that would catch my attention but

came to a roundabout where a restaurant was open. There were chairs and