Stolen by the Mafia Boss
"Most are, though. Horrible people. The only good one I've seen is the boss."
A snort escaped from my mouth the moment he said that.
Yeah, that was it.
But maybe that was how the mafia lords worked. Maybe this was what they did best... draw you in with enough intensity and obsession, and once one believed it, once you began to fall for them and their amazing tongues which seemed to work wonders behind close quarters, they dropped you.
Did I even love him?
I wasn't sure. I wouldn't have left so early if I did, right? Maybe I was close to it. Maybe that was what scared me more than anything.
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