IN LOVE WITH A MAFIA – Episode 18

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Pamela

 

sh*t! Why did she have to come now?

 

“Pamela, I’ve been calling you,” Ma’am Kendra looked viciously at me.

 

“I-I…”

 

“Oh, Mom’s waiting for you,” she looked at the young man. Our handsome guest was out of the bathroom, and he gave me the killer look—or so I fantasized in my mind.

 

“Don’t move any further!” Ma’am Kendra halted me.

 

I shook like a leaf, panicking and feeling the sweat roll down my face.

 

“What were you thinking coming here?”

 

“Oh, I was just passing…”

 

“Shut up! Now, listen up,” she said to me. “If you dare carry out any moves on my man, I’ll make sure I feed you to the dogs.”

 

I trembled. I didn’t expect it.

 

The young man was looking at me, I raised my head to know if it was so.

 

He had gone back to the living room, I let out a sigh. It was embarrassing being scolded by that rat. Oh, how I wanted to eat her up!

 

“Now, leave.”

 

“I-I’m sorry,” I took to my heels.

 

“Such an insolent brat.” I overheard her once I was on my way.

 

Oh, stupid, Pamela, I cursed myself. What were you thinking moving from your lane?

 

***

 

The duo had gotten seated, and a brief silence hovered in the air. The Vice President had sat up, having been in a resting position on the couch, it was certainly time to be in a contrasting position. “So, tell me, what are those things my daughter speaks of? She said you have answers. Just not any ordinary ones. But the answers to what we seek. Are you an accomplice?!” Her expression changed.

 

“Mom, relax. He’s no accomplice.”

 

How sure are you? Jong-Su wanted to ask. He gave a half smile, fastly getting it hidden. She was right. He wasn’t any accomplice.

 

“When did you and my daughter meet?” Kamila arched her brows.

 

“Mom, is that necessary?”

 

“Hush it, hon. You seem like the witty one. Not bad at all. But, are you good for her?”

 

“Mom, I said enough!” Kendra barked.

 

“Oh, my!”

 

“Mom, I thought we had other important things, but here you are asking my boyfriend silly questions…”

 

“How dare you?!”

 

Kendra had no idea why she had done that. She had only met this guy and she felt a need to protect him.

 

“Mom, Jong isn’t who you think he is. There’s no way he must have had a hand in this.”

 

“Then, why do you claim he knows answers? Answers to what exactly?”

 

“Um, I think I’m going to go,” Jong stood up, not understanding anything. The room was heating up, he could feel it. It was only a matter of time before the cops were going to be called in.

 

“Why are you doing this?” Jong held Kendra’s hand. She didn’t even know him and, yet she was acting as if she did. He was a total stranger, but a wholly different person in this girl’s eyes. Why is she doing this? Yelling at her mother all because of me?

 

“Mom, you just piss me off every time. You’re giving more reasons to not want to be here. Let’s go, babe.” She said to me.

 

For a minute there, I forgot myself. I could almost hear myself laughing in the background.

 

Is this real?

 

I reluctantly got up from the chair, taking a look at the Vice President’s face. It had disgust written all over it. She was certainly unhappy with me.

 

“Kendra, come back here!”

 

“I’m not coming. I ain’t coming back to this house again!”

 

Kendra and Jong exited the Circle, and the latter asked through clenched teeth; “What was that back there?”

 

“It suddenly came to me. I have a plan.”

 

Jong’s eyes widened at her words.

 

“I’ll tell you all about it. Come on.”

 

Jong was left with no option but to follow her.

 

The gates were left shut, under the commands of the Vice President. Brook and his men were already waiting outside. No one was allowed to leave the premises.

 

“Brook, what is this? Jan?” Kendra looked at the fellow beside the buff figure, giving him and the watchdogs a deadly scowl.

 

“Get him!”

 

TO BE CONTINUED“`