Escaping The Mafia King

Chapter 9: 9

Turned out, Max had called cops.

When he was on the call earlier, he had called the police. When the police had arrived, Max and the police had greeted each other like long known best friends.

It was all weird.

And scary.

And impressing.

Surprisingly, the police did not come to ask me any questions. They picked up cringy and burly after talking to Max in a low tone for a while, and then drove away.

"What did you tell them?" I asked as soon as the police vehicle was out of our sight.

"That they need to wait 'cause I am going to ask you the questions that may come out offensive and interrogating."

"What kind of questions?" I poked.

"What are you hiding from me, Hope?"

"Nothing of your concern." I looked away.

He came forward, grabbed my chin and made me look at him once again,

niece of the man whom I respect very much, but also because you are going to take me to your bed and I would like to know more

not get into my bed." I snapped, "And about being Vincent's niece, that does not have anything to

twitch in anger. "You are so stubborn."

"Very."

definitely did not need any distractions. His closeness and body being the

Then you and

Like I was

*****

going home, he took me to the coffee shop. As we entered, I could not see

then instead of staying in the coffee shop, he

are you taking

"My office." He replied.

to stay here." I pulled at his

around to face me, his gaze scorchingly

of people that you have got running after

Made sense.

building and instead of coming to an open area, Vincent's back door was connected with another

the corner, and

movies how PI's have a very tight space room with no sight of cleanliness and hygiene. And trash thrown everywhere near them with piles of

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