Arianna POV
I sit mentally and physically exhausted from the panic and constant stress I’ve been in the last couple of days and honestly Marcus brother just tops it off.
How did I end up here.
I left this life. I ran to better myself and to have a life worth living, but yet again I’m dragged back into this mafia bull s**t that I want nothing to do with.
I hear the door swing open and I look up at a panicked and frantic Marcus.
If I wasn’t so tired I'd find the whole thing vaguely amusing.
“Arianna are you okay?” I know he’s rushing over to me and I roll my eyes in annoyance.
This man is un-f*****g-believable.
I must look horrendous because Otto face drains of blood and gasps at the sight of me and Marcus upends my desk in rage.
I quietly get up and stand.
“I’m quite tired and I r
