Beauty & The Crime Boss (Foster Family Book 1) by Zavi James

Author:Zavi James [James, Zavi]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Published: 2020-09-13T05:00:00+00:00

Chapter Thirty One

Mia

“Run, rabbit. Run, rabbit,” I mumbled the words to the old song Dad used to sing to me whenever I raced around the park as a child. A strange tune to have picked but nothing had been traditional about us.

My feet pounded the pavement and my body felt the impact of each step. I needed to get out of the house. I couldn't keep up with Luc’s mood swings. Everything was done on his terms and there was no discussion. I needed to clear my head and running had always been what helped me best.

"Such an idiot," I talked to myself as I ran the streets, taking paths that Dom and I were used to. The streetlights illuminated the way. "Won't tell me anything."

I wanted to clear my head, but I couldn't stop thinking of everything. I didn't know why he wouldn't just sit and talk to me. Was it too much to ask from him to answer questions that I had? How was I meant to know Luc when he hadn’t just built a wall but an entire fortress around himself?

"I could go home," I panted as the thought popped into my head. It was true. I could go back to my Dad and we could leave as he had planned. I had no idea where we would go but it would be a chance to leave all of this behind.

As I tried to navigate the finer details of the plan, I ran out into the road as headlights blinded me and a car screeched to a halt. I froze in place expecting to feel the impact, but it never came. The car was inches away and my heart was in my mouth. There was the sound of a car door slamming and I squinted at the figure that came towards me.

"How serendipitous," Marco said. A fine mist of rain had started, and I suddenly felt uncomfortable with being out at this ridiculous hour.

"Now, what are you doing out this late?" he asked me. "On your own, no less."

My instincts told her to lie. "I'm not on my own. Dom..."

"Is still on his honeymoon," Marco finished my sentence. "Unless he left his husband on his own."

I had forgotten that Rodrigo did some work for Marco.

"I need to go," I said but Marco's hand shot out and grabbed my arm in a tight grip.

"Why?" Marco asked me. "Maybe we can finish that conversation we were having the other night."

His fingers sank into the soft flesh of my arm as I tried to pull out of his hold. "You're hurting me," I said.

"I could make it worse, darling."

Marco's hand disappeared into his jacket and pulled out a blade. It glinted in the headlights and my heart sank.

"Better get in the car, Mia," Marco told me with a sinister grin. He tapped the flat of the blade gently against my cheek and led me to the passenger side. My feet felt like lead blocks. Marco got into the driver's side and locked the doors before driving off.

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