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Adrien's pov

I was standing near the boundaries keeping myself far from the guard's gaze as a small plant covered me, I slowly backed away making myself hid near the boundary wall making sure they didn't see me
I decided to leave, I looked around thinking about a solution but accidentally stepped on a little branch that alerted the guards.
Oppss.. I'm so cooked now.. They will think I'm a traitor or maybe a theif

I was panicking when I heard the footsteps getting closer towards me, my body reacted on my own, my hands covering my mouth, my legs wobbly and I stopped my breathing as I experienced a new flavour of fear in me
Goddamn it.. That branch..

One of the guard yanked me up through the back of my collar, the movement this happend I felt blank, panic washed over me
is that guy 7 feet or somthing? He's so strong..I taught in my mind when I finally spoke, I didn't had any bad intentions so I'll be safe right?

Hey.. Mister.. It hurts my.. Neck I said while sluttering a bit and went through coughing

The guard didn't cared and held me tight in same way but the other guard interrupted

Have mercy on that boy, he looks so young like he's just a child but how did he found this place? Said the other guard

Well I'm just performing my job and do you really think I care about this traitor? Replied the guard who held me

I was wondering what to do, my mind was blank but was recovering from blankness and filled with excuses, my mind going through lots of things to say but I ended up saying somthing else

Well.. I.. I'm.. I'm here to make a portrait of our boss he hired me to make it! Yea!

Though I taught it was dumb but I maintained that expression of a honest and trustworthy person.. In my mind I abused myself to saying This like.. Why? But I can't do anything it just slipped out of my mouth and non I was ready to face the conciquences

The guards looked at each other, the movement filled with silence. In my mind, I taught
Oh shit shit shit I messed up! I MESSED UP AGAIN! WHY WHY WHY DID YOU SAID THAT DUMBASS!

the ongoing silence broke when I heard one of the guards speaking
Well young man are you the person boss asked for?

Without thinking I nodded
Yea it was me it was me..

The guard looked spectacled before chuckling a little ,
I'm sorry to treat our guest like that he said while putting me back to the ground.
Actually the person our boss described was young that you are.. But he said you were more muscular.. Your actually skinny. Well what can I do? He said to let you in without wasting a second or else we will be dead

Huh? D.. Dead? Why? I felt guilty for agreeing that I'm indeed that artist but in real I can't even draw a single straight line. I gathered some of my negative level confidence and asked.
Uhmm.. Who is the boss?

The guard looked spectical and looked at me with suspicious eyes, his sharp gaze meet my "I'm so dead" eyes but I hurriedly said

Hah! I was just kidding of course I know who's the boss is!

I began to slowly enter the mansion, the coldness and seriousness was coming directly towards me, I can't help but feel weak against this strong aura and that's where I head one of the guard saying

What is boss thinking? Bringing a little boy here? That kid looked pathetic I wonder if he could even draw a tree

Well we can't question him, he's the mafia

"He's the mafia" "he's the mafia" those words echos repeatly in my brain and hits my heart with somthing like an arrow that was shoot directly to it. My body tensing up from the new information I got. I ended up being with a mafia? I wish I didn't went to that goddamn walk.. I didn't even reached my destiny! I wanted to run away, my body squirming while I stood there. Now I get it why the guard said "we'll be dead" cause now I'm the one who would be dead.. But I'm so young to die

If I dissapoint ths mafia that I'm going to because I don't know how to draw and these guards behind me won't let me go and even if I tell them that I'm not that artist they hired, that's another way to die and facing the mafia.. Its also a way to  die it's either now or later..

I have heard people say "once you came in contact with a mafia you can't leave me its either death or their slaves".. Uhm.. That can't be real right?

( 𝓹𝓸𝓸𝓻 𝓐𝓭𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷.. 𝓗𝓮 𝓭𝓲𝓭𝓷'𝓽 𝓮𝔁𝓹𝓮𝓬𝓽 𝓽𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓫𝓾𝓽 𝔀𝓱𝓪𝓽 𝓬𝓪𝓷 𝓘 𝓼𝓪𝔂? 𝓣𝓱𝓪𝓷𝓴𝓼 𝓽𝓸 𝓱𝓲𝓼 𝓪𝓶𝓪𝔃𝓲𝓷𝓰 𝓵𝓾𝓬𝓴 )

This chapter was quite long tho :)
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Thanks for reading