THE MAFIA’S SAINT
I started calculating my escape plan,which route I was to take if anything had happened , beads of sweat formed on my forehead.
They were going to sell my baby as well, I thought.
“Hey babe, are you alright?” Mateo asked with concern in his voice.
I snapped out of it, swallowed hard and nodded.
He smiled, I sighed deeply, keep it together, I told myself, some people stood in front of the gigantic mansion, I couldn’t notice them clearly, until we pulled closer, the expensive house stood on acres of land, gigantic, like many people grew there.
If that was his home, then he is an upper class rich son of a rich man, the fully furnished house was screaming old money rich.
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