mafia baby [𝗺.𝗽]

13

"600 grand."

your mouth almost dropped, that's a lot of money.

"why did you take me?? what do I have to do with this?"

"well since you are his little arm candy and clearly he cares about he will do anything to save you. so if he wants you alive he must bring us our money."

"us? there's more of you?"

"yes, 3 more."

"so when are you letting me go??"

"oh honey we haven't even did a tour of where you'll be staying!"

he held his hand out for you to grab.

"awe cmon."

you just rubbed your elbow and shook head no.

"look I'm trying to be nice, don't be a brat."

he grabbed your arm and pulled you over to the door.

when he opened it there was another door kind of like an elevator door.

he pressed a button and the door opened, it was an elevator.

he pulled you in and when the elevator doors closed he let you go.

there wasn't any buttons on the elevator like it would regularly be, it was a screen instead.

he put his hand on it and the elevator scanned it.

the doors opened again and your eyes widen.

it was like an underground lobby.

there was people walking around and you thought about trying to run or ask them for help. But they all had a weird looking tattoo on there wrist.

"cmon!" he said yanking your arm again.

"god you walk so slow"

you rolled your eyes.

after a couple minutes of walking and seeing a bunch of girls with the word tattoo he pulled you upstairs and to a door.

when he opened it, it looked like a penthouse.

"y-you live here?"

"yes, and now you do to."

he let go of your arm and started walking upstairs, you followed him.

"this is will be your room."

you looked around and it was black and grey and white.

not really pretty in your eyes but it was pretty big.

"come."

you followed him out of the room and down the hall.

"this is my office, you will are never to come in here. other then that there is no other rules. make your self at home."