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Chapter 3 Coffee making

Word Count: 1719    |    Released on: 18/04/2025

e this. I was going to die for sure. Worse yet, what did Pa have to do with all this? I looked at

glare that could

e of the men said. "What do you t

rdo asked, drawing everyo

circumstances. I was only eighteen, turning nineteen in t

ar student at Brooklyn College. I

dropped his line, making

ed. "I may be plain

e the girl away. I can't even bed her w

oot," I

rincess. In fact, I was no different from a beggar, what with my wild platted hair in a jumbled mess. But I was so not ugly. I did have some beautiful points too, like m

st man on this earth, I still wouldn't bed you. And hear this. Even if you were the last r

more word and I'll cut out your

y looked scary, acted scary, and behaved in a scary way, especially that big boss. I didn't want to have to find out if they were going

pa wrote in the let

y wanted to bash his handsome face. But what stopped me was that one singl

collateral, in exc

I went into full outrage mode.

nge for his debt? So, that's what it was all about. H

to hear it, at least I felt better. I was about to releas

his temple, then fired a demand at the man beside him. "

ar. "Yes, boss." And then he scra

o spell out every single instruction? Use your brain for once. Go shoot h

y dragged me until I

y leg. Then I turned to the big boss. "Look! How much

u want to trade your body, then

iring back at him for comparing me to swine. "I'm

e for a second longer, and then he signa

had that word left my mouth, I

om dragging me forward. "Where are you taki

ridge," B

hoed around the large foyer as I fought with Bobby to let me go. But he

I'll shoot yo

o and I chorused o

ong impression of this man? Had he decided to change his min

want to kill her, take it outside. I just got the carpet

h

me? That answered my question from before. Those guns on di

rriedly objected. And then I revealed my last playing c

d. "How are you

my shoulders and looked up into his eyes. If I ca

e," I said, like I was a major phil

he retorted, his fa

I was a puddle of gooey mess. My feet were about to

up. Bobby, ta

eing so impatient and let me explain. If you kill

pau

mir

the smart one. There was no doubt about it now. Only a

confidence when the big boss still stood listening. "So, don't

ute too long. I only pray

outside. And fi

just say Pa's going to contact me? If you

I have my own methods. I don't need to keep your

, bo

o, wait. This is worse th

g to do anything. I'll be your maid, clean yo

but I clung to his leg for dear life. I wasn't going to die yet. I hadn't even been kissed yet, let alone had a boyfrie

e and pushed me off him. But one thing he didn't know about me was I was resilient. No

to extend my life. "Cooking, cleaning, even m

his body went still. H

ave had enough of my wailing and strangling his

us

his blabbering. I let Leonardo's pants

really good coffe

orked in a café my whole life. Of course I know how to make coffee. And once you've tasted it, you'll b

sounds tempting." Then he turned to Bobby. "Test her. If her coffee ta

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