Game With The Mafia King
“You have to stop telling me what to do, woman!”
“Make me!” I say, bluffing confidence.
His chuckle feels more intimidating than it should be. “Remember what we talked about last time I brought you to hell?” He tilts his head, smirking. “Do you really want to test me, beautiful?”
I gulp, shaking my head slowly.
“Who is K?”
I wet my lips, blinking away my tears. “I guess he is a client… someone obsessed with me…”
He seems to accept my partial lie, even though I’m convinced that he can spot my bluff immediately.
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