The Mafia Don's Revenge
I barely register the words I am reading which frustrates me to no end, to make matters worse, my stitches itch like a motherfucker and it's taking everything in me not to pick at them.
Fuck this. I slam the book closed and spring to my feet, startling my personal entourage. They fall in behind me as I march to the door and fling it open, but my dramatic exit is cut short when I slam into a chest.
"Shit," I hiss, rubbing my nose to soothe the ache, then I glare up at the person.
Alex gives me a flat stare in response, his glacial eyes devoid of emotion.
The sound of a gunshot echoes in the back of my mind and I feel the warmth of blood splashing on my face. I wince at the recollection of the
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