The mafia moved stealthily from bedroom to bedroom, aceing out on every suspecting attacker, with no mercy, they dare touch what's his, not once but twice, he already called for backup knowing they were on their way but be could not wait any longer, for he had had to act now fast,
He could hear struggles as he made it, you the room, knowing they would at least be five assassins in the room
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Vanessa's POV
I headed up the stairs, after being sated from the swim and seeing Marcel, making my way up, I changed into one of my crop tops and shorts, upon combing my hair, I heard, a disturbing sound, of someone or something falling, them whispers, and shadow movement behind the door, what the hell was going on,
My instinct told me something was wrong as I made my way off the mirrored stoo
