When the most feared South Korean Mafia Boss, falls for a Black beauty.
Him-chan a powerful ruthless Mafia king from South Korea, well known for he's Gang and violent activities in Seoul South Korea and New York, finds himself falling for a black b...
"Well I love that you love the house love, but that's not what we are here for", I said as I pulled her face to make her face me.
"Oh yeah right, my death. Kill me and leave Naomi and Khalani out of this, I was the one who bumped into you", she says, as she pulls her face away from my grip.
"No fucking way, you ain't dying." Khalani says.
"Yeah the last time I checked, we stole the cars together, we punched these cange together", Naomi shouts from behind Khalani.
"Did you just call us bitches?" Jay asks Naomi.
"You heard me", Naomi responds with an attitude.
"That's it", Jay says, then he picks Naomi up and throws her on his shoulder.
"Put me the fuck down you puttana", Naomi shouts from Jays shoulder.
We all follow Jay to the basement and walk to the cells, I could see the girls being a bit scared but Imani had a serious face, no sign of fear, I'm impressed. We arrived at the cells and put them down on the concrete floor, before closing the steel door, Khalani speaks up.
"What will y'all do to us".
"We decided not to kill you, but to keep you", Jin says.
"Ah for fuck sake, now we have to live. Can y'all make up your minds". My goddess speaks up.
"We're not going to kill you, as Jin stated". I said staring at her deeply in the eyes, before walking out and closing the steel door behind me.
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We walked up the stair and out of the basement to my office. We sat in the office and I explained to Jin and Jay what the phone call was about and who was calling me. Speaking about the phone call with Lin made me furious, how dare he claim my Goddess as his wife. I wanted to find out why he was after her, and Jin and Jay were going to help me find out.
Imani Pov
After being dragged to this cold shity ass cell, Naomi Khalani and I were trying to find ways to escape. I didn't really care if I was going to die, I've said it before, I don't fear death. But this time the situation has changed, Naomi and Khalani were involved and I care for them. Just because I don't fear death, it doesn't mean I have to be selfish and not consider how they felt about death, so I was going to do everything I could to protect them.
"Dead end", Khalani says.
We huddled up and sat in the cell together hopeless, not knowing how long Kane was going to keep us in this cell.
"If this is our final moment I'm glad I got to spend it with y'all", Naomi says.
"Yeah, it was fun spending time with y'all, even though Imani you did hate us in the beginning", Khalani adds.
"Not gonna lie, I didn't hate y'all I just found y'all a bit annoying, but I'm glad that I got to spend time with y'all, for the first time in a long time I actually had fun in my life", I said looking at them.
"What do you mean", Khalani says in a worried tone.
"Yeah", Naomi adds.
I stood up and looked at them , then I lifted my shirt and showed them all the bruises I got from my alcoholic foster mother. Khalani and Naomi stood up as quick as they could and they looked at my bruises.
"Who did this to you", Naomi asks in a soft voice.
"Yeah, who did this to you Imani", Khalani also says in a deep voice, afraid of touching my bruises, in fear that they might hurt me.
"My foster mom", I replied.
"Why didn't you tell us, we could have helped you or at least tried to", Naomi says.
"Yeah, you can trust us Imani, we care for you like you are our sister by blood," Khalani adds.
"I know, but I only realized that at a late stage, I'm sorry", I said, before pulling my shirt down and looking at them with sad eyes.
They gave me a big group bear hug, it felt warm and I actually realized that I really misjudged them. They cared for me, the hug was warm I could feel the love, I'm kind of grateful to have them as my friends or family in my case.
