Semua Bab Shattered Heart: My Owner is the Mafia Alpha: Bab 11 - Bab 20

"What is going on here?” a voice rang out, ceasing all actions around them.Rebecca slowly picked her head up as soon as the kicking stopped, and noticed everyone staring at a certain direction, where the voice came from. She followed their gaze, and saw Christian standing there, a blank expression on his face as he stared at them. Stared at her.“Oh, Christian~” Jenna called, her voice far too happy to see him. No surprise for Rebecca, though, as it was well-known amongst their peers how much Jenna loves him. “Nothing for you to worry about, Chris. Just trying to get rid of some garbage. Nothing new here.”‘Nothing new’. Jenna was right about that, and Rebecca knew it. She may be Christian’s ‘pet’ now, but that changes nothing. Most especially not how he would be treating her during school grounds. The pair never interacted before, and given the condition of not telling anyone of how she was now living with Christian’s mafia group- as well as Christian being leader of said mafia- it

School was more of less neutral for Rebecca, in which she was grateful for. There were no issues going into her classroom, and the teachers were still treating her as they usually would. That is, they at least gave no reaction to her ‘homeless’ situation, if they heard about it.It sets her mind at ease, knowing that she at least still has this one bit of peace in her life. Although the teachers are also aware of her being related to a criminal, they didn’t treat her too badly. Sure, they often gave her difficult problems to answer, questions on tests that were either of a higher learning grade or not yet taught to the class, even made her go on many errands than she should be attending class, but compared to what she usually goes through with Jenna’s group and her father? She did not mind these errands one bit. If there was anything that changed in the classrooms, it would be the attention she was getting. Particularly that from Christian, who for some reason kept glaring at her eve

Christian kept glaring at the door as class went on, wondering when Rebecca would return. It was not out of worry for her, but more under suspicions of her. While he was not sure of why the principal would call for her, he does have some suspicions. Mainly that of her father. He may not know much of the man himself, but going by the 'consistency' in how often he borrowed and returned money, as well as how much of the amount he had borrowed, Christian would not be surprised if the guy went as far as to pull his daughter out of school to prevent spending another penny for her future education. Why, with how easily he sold the girl off to clear his debt, for all he knew, the scum of a man could have pulled the girl out to prevent any questions from being asked from any future lack of attendance.‘If we were those sorts of mafia, maybe,’ Christian thought. He was well aware of how mafias are often depicted. One of his now ex-members most especially displayed how mafia would tend to act.

Rebecca sat on a broken swing in her backyard, attached to a peach tree there. She couldn't believe what she saw in her house. What she came to realize regarding her father. If she could even still see him as her parent. 'He actually abandoned me. Left to save his own skin,' she thought. When she first entered her now vacant home, she was shocked to see the mess that was left within. Not just that of littered cans or bottles of beer, but also that of cabinets left opened, emptied out of whatever valuables was in them.At first, she thought some robber came into her house and stole everything that was inside, when she went to her dad's room and found it to be left in an even bigger mess. Clothes scattered about, drawers pulled wide open... It was as though something grabbed whatever it could and wanted to leave in a hurry. Or rather, 'someone'.Rebecca didn't want to believe it, but as she continued to look around and investigate the room, she found some of her father's clothes were

When Rebecca next woke, she woke up with her head throbbing in pain, particularly on the left side of her face. As she raised a hand to soothe the pain, she heard the light sound of metal being dragged, and noticed some kind of tight grip on her wrists. She opened her eyes, finding herself lying on the cold floor of a dimly lit room. As she sat up, she looked down at her wrists, shocked to see them in metal cuffs and chains. Her brain more alert, Rebecca got up to her feet and looked around the room. The only source of light that she was able to find was the small hanging light above her head. As for anything else in the room, there was nothing else here at all. At least, nothing else she could see with how weak the light was.'Where am I...?' she wondered at last, looking back down at her chained wrists. 'Why am I in chains?'She heard the sound of a door opening and turned to see Christian walking into the room. "You're awake. Good. That means I can get this done faster than I thou