Escaping The Mafia King
Chapter 7: 7
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.
mind under Max. I tried to push him off me but boy, his body felt like it
was the cutest thing alive on earth who was bugging him. While in reality I was glaring at him so hard I wished my
arrows that cupid throws or stupid shit like that. Like real arrows that dig deep into your
off me with crinkle on the corner of his eyes like
you can have her." Uncle Vincent replied with a smile,
call Max 'boy'. From where I could see, with the way Max dressed, his macho as hell attitude and the ability to overpower me like I was nothing more than a cute cat in his lap, it seemed hard to call him just
at Vincent. What the fuck was wrong
sincere tone as possible and hoped like
am getting the hell out of this crazy city. Trust me, you do not want to get involved with
already very involved
head in disbelief and looked away after giving a humph of
down and rubbed his nose with mine so sweetly, I
finally got off my body. As soon as he was off me, I shot up
I grumbled in a
do not know the city, kiddo." Uncle Vincent
replied with my teeth clenched shut so tight
walking the street. It was mid day and sun was shinning so brightly over my head that I
hell was that
whole male specie nuts or is that
were almost empty. Vincent's coffee shop was on the main street of the city. Vehicles were running down
walked for barely ten minutes, looking at anything that would catch my attention
was open. There were chairs and tables set
About Escaping The Mafia King - Chapter 7: 7
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