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,

because you are 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 about the woman whom I am planning on

I snapped, "And about being Vincent's niece, that does not have anything to do with

twitch in anger. "You

"Very."

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

me get you home. Then you and I are

I was

*****

he took me to the coffee

in the coffee

you taking

"My office." He replied.

stay here." I pulled at

to face

you have got running after you, I

Made sense.

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

forward on the marble floor, turned at the corner, and

have seen in 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 files and coffee mugs

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