RUINED BY THE MAFIA CEO
If she had been anyone else, they would be dead already for speaking to me the way she had on so many occasions.
My eyes moved to her face when her hand stirred in her hand. She was having another nightmare.
“Why do you hate me?” She murmured sleepily, her voice coming out broken, like she was about to cry.
Why did I hate her? I didn't. I just didn't like her or women or anyone for that matter.
But I don't think she meant me, who? Her mom…
“Mom.” She breathed, confirming my thoughts.
‘Why do you hate me, mom?’ I frowned, and withdrew my hand from hers so fast like I had been burned.
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