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happening in front of my eyes. He closed his eyes and opened them afte

green eyes met my blue ones as he said to me, "Come w

dream job, but that didn't mean it was my dream to work under a gangster. Was he in the mafia? Did Kael

asn't sure what to do or how to react anymore. T

n locked it from inside. The gu

ivering hands. "I swear, I—I... I am sorry, Zai—Boss. I am real

l work, was none of my business. I was supposed to stay p

ands away from my face. "Aria, I am not shooting yo

oo. "Will you stab me then?" I was about to cover my face

her," he assured me,

who can do that?" I breathed out, still the scenario playing in

poured myself a glass of wat

et, "All I can say is, whatever you saw, you cannot tell it to anyon

inted out, gulping hard at the blank expression on Zaiden's face. Even though he would always have

ed at me as his eyes darkened. "Aria Anastasia, I didn't want to do it in this

ll me. He would stab me to death, would

lt a cold metal over my lips. He ha

. "What you saw, shall be kept a secret. Not a single soul shall learn about it and if by mistake, you have

dig my grave and then get buried alive. I never expected Zaiden to be this cruel,

a lot. He will be hurt if he learns that you know the truth now and I have decided to kill yo

e to the small knife over my mouth. If I mo

on't care whether you cannot hide anything from your mother or friend, all I care about is you lying

h mine, he removed the knife,

I think you will stay quiet, Aria." He stood away from me now and mumbled, "I don't want to kill

was trembling in fear, more tears falling from my eyes. When I licked my lips, I could g

pain I would go through from now on. I would stay in fear all the time, wonde

which would lessen my chance of

mentioned that he didn't kill me because of his father. So was Kael

I made my way to the parking lot, with the keys of my car in my hand

friend, which he never did with me. He told me to stay professional when I tried to be friends with him and since then; I was maintaining everything professionally. But now I knew some

as the only one who would face him with confidence because if he was angry, the most he could do was scold me. But now

as a murderer who was covering his true identity un

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