Chapter 3

I wiggled and struggled but his one hand was too strong. "Ahh! Let go of me you psycho killer!" I said.

He smirked and said, "Have you already forgotten who I am? I'm the boss here and you have no chance to take me down. Hah, you can't even break free your arm in this situation? You're so weak."

I raised my voice, "At least I'm not a psycho killer bastard like yo-"

He slowly grabbed a gun from his suit.After I saw him grabbing a gun, I squealed and gasped with a fearful face and said, "Ahh!! I'm sorry! I didn't mean to hit you! Please! Spare me! Spare me!! I'm so sorry! Forgive me! Please!" After I asked for his forgiveness, I screamed and asked for help to others since he just didn't reply to me and just smirked at me. "Heeelp! This person is gonna kill me!! I'm gonna die?! Heeelp!!"

No one came to rescue me.

He lifted me with his one hand while gripping my two arms tightly and said, "HAHA! You're afraid of guns don't you? You didn't even hesitated to hit me. I like your guts... Hyeon Jeong."

"Just please don't shoot me...! Wait, how did you know my name?" I asked.

"I stalked your father's social media account, I saw his posts and photos, and there I found you. Your mother must be very worried about you, haha," He said.

"My mother passed away, Mister Mafia Boss..."

The room suddenly quieted down.

The boss said, "Oh, I haven't even introduce myself yet, My name is Mr. Joon Hyun." The boss placed his gun inside my mouth, he smirked and whispered on my ear, "And I'm gonna be the one who will make you suffer."

I groaned and said "Ack! What are you doing? Sto-"

He suddenly smacked the back of my head with a gun and I passed out again.

The boss took my phone from my pockets and putted it in his and said, "Soldati! Portalo nella stanza." (Soldiers! Take him to the room.)

The Mafia boss' name is Joon Hyun, he's 27 years old. He started being a mafia boss since he was 25, and he's the first youngest mafia boss in the whole world. He was born in this country, but raised in Italy with his father because his mother died from a heart attack when he was 3. He was living in Italy for 21 years.

I woke up in a room full of nothing but dusts. "Where am I? Am I still in his mansion? My phone!" I immediately checked my pockets if my phone was there, but that mafia boss took it earlier when I passed out. I stood up and checked if the door was locked."Just as I expected, the door is locked."

I yelled and called for help while smacking the door non-stopped, "Heeelp! someone! Get me out of here! Please Hel-"

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