Kidnapped By The Mafia King
Aside from the pain in my mouth, my ribs were on fire after being punched and to top it off, the right side of my face, where I tore my earlobe, was now numb.
With every step, the pain increased and I cried out.
“I'll give you a reason to cry if you don't shut up!” The man holding me shook me roughly and I almost fell from how dizzy I felt.
I bit my lip, swallowing my sobs, despite the scratchy pain it brought to my throat. The air suddenly became stuffy and I knew we were inside a building. Around me, I heard the soft sounds of laughter, pleasurable groans, and the soft cries of girls.
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