My Gangster Maid
Clara didn't say anything, until the door slowly opened; my brothers entered the room.
"Bro!" Clyde exclaimed as soon as he saw me. He playfully looked at me and Clara. "Reunion!"
Vince brows knotted when he saw my presence. "What are you doing here?"
"Clara, could you give us a moment?" Clara nodded before leaving the door.
I sighed and stood. I bit my lower lip.
"What is it, bro?" Vince asked.
"They are moving, they targeting you—three. Mike, stay with my brothers, they can protect you. I know this is surprising for you but there are group of gangsters trying to kill you...because of me," I gulped.
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