throwback to my past

Chapter 7

I was indoor in my house, feeling heartbroken. I remember my former lifestyle with Robert. The thought of February 13 replayed in my head. And I just shut tight my eyes.

Throw back,

February 13,

Las Vegas

Three hard knock on the door broke the silence and makes my mood to change. "Come on bitch, Robert want you in his room."

That was Nicholas, a messenger to Robert, the next Don of the new York Mafia. He's always acting like some kind of superhero. "Robert want me in his room? OMG!" I squealed as my hands find their place on my head.

"My pussy will definitely get sore tonight." I mumbled sliding over my body a sexy lingerie which was red in colour. Robert had always Love red and I'd better put that on.

Well, my name is Angela, and..."come on slut! What the fucking are you doing in there?" Nicholas harsh voice comes resounding in my room. "Fucking your dick!" I yelled back at him losing my patience.

I found myself sprinting towards the door, I yanked it opened. Coming eyes to