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,

And not just because you are niece of the man whom I respect very much, but also because you are going to take me to your

should not get into my bed." I snapped, "And about being Vincent's

anger. "You are so stubborn." He

"Very."

back. I definitely did not need any distractions. His closeness and body

you and I are going to

was

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the coffee shop. As we

in the coffee shop, he started dragging me

you

"My office." He replied.

like to stay here." I pulled at

turned around to face me, his gaze scorchingly

the kind of people that you have got running

Made sense.

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

on the marble floor, turned at the corner, and then I was hit with

room with no sight of cleanliness and hygiene. And trash thrown everywhere

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