The Mafia's Twins
Just a random unarmed girl with a five year old in my hands.
Oh, I have knives.
He laughs on and on, like I just said the funniest thing in the world, going so far as to even rub tears from his eyes.
Let me roll my eyes here.
"Oh dear Miss Russo, you sure are funny!"
"Glad to play the clown. Now get out."
"I don't think so."
Suho's voice takes an octave, turning deadly serious from sarcasm as he glares at me, blood dripping from his shoulder wound.
Before I know it, strong arms circle around my armpits, pulling my hands behind my back before a strong punch hits me square in the stomach, knocking the breath out of me.
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