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,

much, but also because you

into my bed." I snapped, "And about being Vincent's

anger. "You are so stubborn." He

"Very."

closer. I stepped back. I definitely did not need any distractions. His closeness and body being the

Then you and I are going to have a

I was going

*****

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

instead of staying in the coffee shop, he started dragging

are you

"My office." He replied.

here." I pulled at his hold

face me, his gaze scorchingly

got running after you,

Made sense.

to the backside of the building and instead of coming to an open area, Vincent's

floor, turned at the corner, and then I was hit

no sight of cleanliness and hygiene.

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