Escaping The Mafia King

Chapter 36: 36- The 'Date'

Stella's face immediately turned red. It was like a light switch getting turned off. One minute she was fighting with all her might like a wild animal and then in the next second she was turning red in shyness. Max would have called it funny if she had not driven him up the wall in frustration.

"mwhha ha mu...," Stella mumbled, but since Max's hand was still covering her mouth, the voice came out all muffled and incoherent.

Max turned his face upwards to the sky, released a long, heavy, controlled sigh, and then removed his hand from Stella's mouth, while still keeping a firm hold of her arms.

Once Stella had managed to take deep breaths in, she blasted, "Who the hell are you then?" and then like she just realized she was still clutched in his hold, she twisted her arm to see if could get free. She could not, so the only smart move that appeared to be was to stay still instead of turning up dead in the same alley tonight.

*****

Two hours later Max put down the napkin on the table after finishing his last piece of sandwich and wiping his mouth. Stella sat across him, her hands folded under her chest, her eyes glaring down at him like he had flipped her skirt up high in the middle of the street.

"Tell me where she is staying," she repeated the question for the hundredth time. And for the hundredth time, like each previous time, Max replied with a curt, "No."

"Stop trying to pretend like the god damn protector of my best friend!" Stella leaned forward and slammed her hands on the table, "I am not the one you need to worry about to go out spilling Hope's whereabouts to that idiot!"

Max leaned forward as well, to the point that his nose was almost touching hers, and gritted out, "I will not compromise the safety of my target, woman! And what you just said is literally a new turn in all this mess."

Now that Max had come to know that Ethan was looking for Hope as well, the bug found in his phone could have been from him. But there was no way of confirming it for sure.

Stella scoffed out loud and whisper shouted, "IT IS NOT LIKE I AM ASKING YOU TO TELL ME HER EXACT ADDRESS! I just need to know in which city she is in to have a bit peace of mind." she then tightened her hands that were resting on the table in tight fists, trying to gather a bit of patience and then said in a strained tone, "I told you everything that Hope went through, each fucking thing that Ethan did to her. I am so worried about her that I think I will go mad. So..." she took a deep breath again and whispered, "please, tell me."

Max looked at the young, twenty plus years old girl in front of his eyes. She looked genuinely worried for her friend, her eyes begging him.

up to look into her eyes

but she did not really have any

"Deal." she murmured.

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imagine herself doing to anyone. But then in the moment, her feelings had gotten the best of her and she raised his hand on him

not aware of what consequences she had brought for herself. She had been foolish, acted rashly in the territory of a man who

to people like her for insulting them, or for getting in their way, and for... raising their hand. None of those things were good. Most of the things were scary, the rest of the things downright disgusting with leaving no wish in the person

turned to terror when she saw the look on his face when he lifted up his head with the red imprint of her hand on his

your room, right fucking

that came out of his lips

through her skin and pierced deeply. Her eyes were

any time in following his command. And then as soon as she had reached inside, she locked the door from inside, pulling out the key and throwing it at the dressing table. She did not want to be a victim of the things that were bad and disgusting.

the world went silent. There was nothing but darkness outside and she did not hear any sound of footsteps coming her way. And then even though she did not want to put her guard down, she closed her eyes and drifted to sleep without knowing when it slipped

*****

started walking

step ahead when her hand

"where the hell am I gonna run off

find out." Varys said and clutched

her head to glare at the men in casual clothing but killer personalities and expressions spreading out in different directions behind them, disappearing like shadows even when there was literally no one in the area, "do you really think

stubble and pink lips shining against the sun like a mirror made of beauty and gorgeousness and everything that God gave to male species for doing the good deeds in the past

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