Page 101 of My Mafia King

The thought makes me shiver.

And then, there is something else that makes me shake inside. What happened downstairs when he put his hands on me, my reaction to him, and that strange thought that my end would be sweeter if it came from him.

That’s not like me.

It was irresponsible to have that kind of thought.

My life isn’t only mine.

Other people depend on me.

So yes, I need to come up with a plan.

With that thought in mind, I head to the bathroom, and an hour later, I walk out wrapped in my bathrobe.

I can’t sleep and already miss the balcony I had at the other place. And I miss my job.

So much so for working in the casino and making money.

Will I be allowed to work from this point on?

Who knows?

I can’t sit still, so I leave my room, walk around, and check out the place.

It has a large living room and a master bedroom with a small gym in the back.

I don’t dare to enter his space.

I’ve done enough stupid things this evening, and he hasn’t been very specific about what I am allowed to do.

I find a refrigerator tucked in a room at the end of the corridor.

There’s nothing in it besides water.

I grab a bottle and walk back.

Moving around my room, I locate a similar space beside my bathroom.

It has a coffee machine, a refrigerator, a counter, cupboards and drawers.

It’s not what I would call a kitchen, but I find some stuff in the cupboard, like snacks, coffee, and tea.

I make myself a passion fruit tea and open a bag of mixed nuts. Snacking on roasted salted cashews and almonds, I move around my room this time, inspecting everything.

From the crisp cotton sheets to the soft rug, the large mirror lining the wall across the bed, the armchairs tucked in the corners, the coffee table, the nightstands, and the windows.

Pulling the drapes to the side, I realize there is a balcony right here, in fact.

“No way,” I murmur, happy that it’s tucked behind the drapes.

I crack the door open and peek outside.

It’s bigger than my old balcony, and the view is breathtaking and scary at the same time.

Enthralled, I take a long breath, my nostrils flaring as I look around and think about what happened.

I have to find a way out.

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