Page 34 of My Mafia Daddy


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Unfortunately, as angry as I am at him, I need him right now. He’s the only person who knows I’m in the cabin and has a chance of finding me. So much as I want to kill him, I guess the only thing I can do now is call for him and hope that asshole comes looking for me.

My voice is hoarse.

I don’t know how much longer I can keep on yelling.

But if I don’t keep on calling out, then I won’t have any chance of getting out of here.

If Owen doesn’t find me, then I’m fucked.

Shame that the one person I want to run away from is the one person who can help me now.

“Owen, please,” I whimper, because I’m starting to get really frightened and cold.

I’m shivering all over.

“Get me out of here.”

“What thefuckare you doing?”

The sound of Owen’s voice causes my head to snap up.

Is this real or am I so desperate to hear him that I’m making him up?

Nope.

There he is, for real.

“I’m here,” I cry out in relief. “I got stuck.”

I shouldn’t be so happy to hear him. I certainly shouldn’t want to see him after everything, but I do. I really do.

He loosens the ties of the net and slowly lowers me.

The closer I get to him, the more the relief fades away.

Owen stinks of booze and cigarettes.

He left me up there swinging, without any clue to his whereabouts and he was out drinking and having fun? Maybe even with other women.

Jealousy knots up inside of me.

I hate that.

“You’re bruised.”

I notice his black eye.

“What happened?”

He says nothing, but gathers me up in his arms to carry me inside the cabin when I wince. I can’t put any weight on the ankle of the leg that was snagged in the net. I’m definitely not escaping today, that’s for sure.

But that isn’t what’s truly bothering me.

It’s the silence.

“Where were you?” I demand, because at this point I think I have a right to know. “You’ve been gone for ages. What’s going on?”

He’s brooding.

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