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,

my concern. 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 bed and I

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

his mouth twitch in anger. "You

"Very."

need any distractions. His closeness and body

Then you and I are going

was

*****

the coffee shop. As we entered,

staying in the coffee shop, he started dragging me to the

you

"My office." He replied.

here." I pulled at his

face me,

have got running after you, I

Made sense.

of coming to an open area, Vincent's back

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

sight of cleanliness and hygiene. And trash thrown everywhere near them with piles of files and coffee mugs and energy drinks,

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