All Chapters of Running from mafia: Chapter 31 - Chapter 40

"Uhh who trevon ,noone ,who are you talking about, nothing, no na ah" i gave them my sheepish smile.   In return mom and dad glares at me "Ellaaaa..." they grit their teeths together.   I scratched my ear in nervousness, thinking from where to start. Anxiety built up inside me, Should I tell them about freaky Maxwell. I don't know what to do,I am scared and confused. Dad works there ,maybe he won't believe me but he's my dad . he's suppose to trust me first, right.   Ohh god I always ramble in panick. Fine this is it. I too want dad's comfort and mom's assurance.    Inhaling deeply ,I prepare myself for another round of long heart to heart talk. "Fine. It started when we collided....."   ~~~   ".....My seniors are also involved.They are working in the embassy but in real they are working for him."   "I was missing you so much dad. I

Sitting in my cubicle,I am still digesting the new found bomb dropped on us last night. I slept waiting for dad but he didn't come. Although the thought of Aaron hurting him is still disturbing but I guess I have to trust mom's words.   Sighing I continued typing another foreign languaged document. I like my work, I really do but this constant typing sucks me up.   It's so boring here, my desktop is eating me alive. Roman hasn't come today. I wonder how the guy manage to get too many work leaves. I snort at the thought , sometimes it feels like he isn't an employee infact the owner itself.   Since when does embassy start having owners? It's government body not some multinational company, you dumb f*ck !  I gasped internally in horror as my subconscious mocked me.    You idiot just shut up. Everytime cursing and swearing, I am not like this I wonder where did you came from,you sick pysco. I

  His jaw clenched, it's visible, he's getting angry.    I smirked in contempt. "If you want an apology mister, you have to earn it, not just come barging into my house and demand it." I said shoving my finger in the middle of his abs.   He dropped his face and side smirked. He looked back up from his drop down head.   "Will you give me a chance to earn it, hmm?" He says in an unusually deep voice. His one hand is resting on my door, leaving the other in his pants pocket.   "Let me think..... 'I say, a finger tapping my chin and with the other hand I hugged myself...   umm ......   how about ..........   a...   NO! "   "Aren't you flying too high miss summers." He grits his teeth in annoyance. That's not my problem.    I'll avenge every humiliation I hav

"B...but mafia? How? It can't be possible. And why did you and uncle approve it? Did you knew about this? " I stare at him in shock, still trying to grasp the new found revelation dad just made a minute ago.    "Steve tell her....it's time now." It's like he was just waiting for her command.    Heaving up a sigh, he look into my eyes. The determination I saw there, shaked me to the core. One thing is sure, Whatever he's going to tell it's nothing usual.    MAFIA...seriously! what were they even thinking. But I won't back down easily, today I'll solve every fr*aking mystery.    "You remember the night your grandmother died? " My throat construct, reminiscing the last memories of granny. Tears welled up in my eyes. I was just 7 years old back then but I remember every single detail of that horrified day.  All of a sudden, I am not in a condition to say anything. So, he

"She stabbed his eyes. All of his men charged on her immediately. But before anyone could make a move she sliced his neck. There He bleeds to death. Who thought the Italian mafia leader would die like that. I am so proud of her. I am blessed that she was my mother." His eyes shine so bright. I can feel the warmth radiating off him.  "To avenge their leader's death, his men charged on her together. They beat her to death But still there was slight life left inside her. They poured kerosene all over you and the room.  They were going to burn you both alive. You were soaked in kerosene along with the room and they left the place after igniting the fire.  The flames were about to reach you. Mom somehow managed to pull you towards the window. And she pushed you out of it. Your room was on the first floor. So it wasn't too hard.  But when you land on the ground, you