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Mafia’s Wicked Love

He wasn't always like this... was he? Was it a specific moment that led to where we are today? Was I too blind to see through his façade? Was I blind enough to overlook his sociopathic, sadistic tendencies? No answers, I have no answers. But it doesn't matter anymore. Neither of us are the same people we once were. It's too late for him and I. We can't turn around from the grave sins we've committed. He's the monster I loved once but now, he's the spawn of Satan himself. I was once the girl he supposedly loved but now... I'm just an object of his torments. "You really think you'll be able to leave me?" The sinister look in his eyes keep me alert. "No," I answer truthfully as the blood dripping down my skirt. "You will keep me alive till my heart bleeds for you. Until you break me completely and that's when I'll take my last breath that takes me away from the man who created hell on earth for me; and that's when I'll leave you, forever."

HONEYBUN97 · Urban

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79 Chs

CHAPTER 63

"What?" I finally manage to say out of pure confusion.

"Frank's dead. We have to go," he says, then kicks open the severely dented door.

"What?!" This time there's a clear shock. "He can't be. He's—" I turn to look at him. He's slumped over the steering wheel, his body limp. Blood is pooling over the dashboard that's covered in shattered glass, a clear bullet hole marking the side of his head.

A sobbing gasp escapes my lips, no, no, no, no! What will I tell Charlotte? What will I do without his sarcastic remarks? Frank became like a friend—a family to me. I feel a part of myself being ripped away as I breathe in heavily for air. How many more people will be at risk because of me? How many more people do I have to lose?

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